My 4 year-old decided to cut her hair, all by herself. Not just a chunk, as is the normal right of passage for most kids, but her WHOLE head. 9 am on Friday morning she got the scissors and made a disaster of her beautiful, waist-length hair on her bed before waking her father up for breakfast. I cried. It's still hard for me to look at each morning. I know hair grows, I realize that...and if it was my hair it would be different...but it's not. And it being long again months, years from now doesn't take away from how short and messed up it is now. *Sigh*
The baby shower was great! A lot of people couldn't make it but the people that were there mattered and I was so happy they could all make it! Nikki and Tiff did a great job putting things together and my Granny, Grandma, Great Grandma and Scott's mom Sharri were all there!
We only need a short list of things before Emmalie gets here and we have about 3 1/2 weeks left. At my appointment on Wednesday he estimated her around 6 lbs and said she is still head down. Hopefully he'll check me at my next appt on Friday and tell me I've dilated some, that would be some good news. My last day at work is the 25th, the day before Thanksgiving. I'm ready for a short "vacation" and ready to have TWO beautiful little girls!!
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
How Could I Forget?
It amazes me how overwhelmed with things I am right now. Like I forgot that pregnancy could be this way. All the feelings and emotions that run through your body and mind on a daily, hourly basis. When you top everything off with exhaustion, you never want to crawl out of bed in the morning. 6 1/2 weeks left. Lord, help us.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Ya do What ya Gotta do
I have officially accepted the Lead 2's position at school. While I don't think this is a necessarily bad choice, it's not a move I particularly wanted to make. I really enjoy being a floater and doing breaks, going from room to room and seeing all the children, not being "stuck" in one spot. I have really enjoyed being in the toddler room a lot these last few weeks and most of them will be moving up into the 2's before I go on leave. The thing about it is that I HAVE to have enough hours to pay rent and bills and support the family and with this position I can keep the schedule I need. 630-230 with an hour break M,T,Th,F. I'll be off on Wednesdays and Abbi will be done with La Petite as of tomorrow. We're trying to work out me opening for just an hour on Wednesday morning so that a sub doesn't have to come over EVERY Wednesday to open. It'll be cutting it really close to get Scott to work on time those days and I'm not sure that it will continue to work once Emmalie is born. We'll see. Lucky for me, Beth was an awesome Two's teacher and can really help me understand how the lesson plans work. Plus, she will be the one to come in for me everyday (until she leaves completely). Jami will be the one to be in my class on Wednesdays so at least I know someone competent will be covering for me while I'm out. It's 7-10 children who barely talk, run all over the place and are potty training. Lord help me :-)
As of today I have 8 weeks left. 4 weeks until my baby shower, which I'm pretty psyched for. It's almost hard to believe that it's almost over already. In reality she could come early and I won't even go 8 weeks, but I probably will go till my due date. Aside from the waking up to pee 3 times a night I actually sleep pretty well with and without my Ambien even though it's hard for me to get into a comfortable position. Getting up and down is ridiculously difficult sometimes and often when I stand something hurts (ankles, back, feet, butt, whatever). My chest hurts, and that's only going to get worse, so that sucks. There is some hospital paperwork I need to dig out again and complete. My appt Tuesday went well. Heartbeat 130, good growth, he didn't say anything about my 5 lb weight gain over the 3 weeks, no concerns, did the icky Beta Strep test and sent me on my way. I go back in 3 weeks. Then I'll probably be every week. Yipee.
I am loving the weather we are having right now. Rain and overcast with a chill is my perfect weather. Not that I like my pants to drag the ground and get wet, but I love everything else about it. I really dislike the sun! We have had the air and heat both off for days now and we're just adjusting the windows as we please. I'm hoping this will save on our bill just a bit this month.
Today is Abbi's gymnastics class. We missed last week because we were sick so she is excited to go back. It's the last class of the cycle and we start cycle 2 next week. It runs another 9 weeks and we're hoping she will progress to the next class at that point. She does well and I think she will just continue to get better. It's in her genes :-)
Still really sad that we're not able to get our maternity pics done. I was really, REALLY looking forward to them. Unfortunately, we just don't have the money, even with the great deal we were getting. We have Scott's friends' wedding this Saturday. We plan to attend the wedding and reception and Nikki offered to watch Abbi since she has Julia this weekend. Scott and I are having confrontations about what time is appropriate to leave since we have a sitter. I know I'm right, so he'll just have to deal with it.
It's weird that tomorrow is Abigail's last day at La Petite. She has been there for 2 years now and it will be strange not taking her in or taking her home, not having her there. She has only been there a bit over the last few months but it's going to be a change to not have her there at all, for her to not have a cubby or anything like that. I'm not sure she necessarily understands what I'm telling her when I say that tomorrow is her last day, but she will I suppose when she doesn't go back next week or the week after. I know she will miss the kids, but I plan to have her get together with as many of them as possible and still try to take her with me to some LPA events for her to see everyone.
I'm just so glad tomorrow is Friday and the weekend is here once again. I certainly hope I get something accomplished this weekend instead of just sleep!
As of today I have 8 weeks left. 4 weeks until my baby shower, which I'm pretty psyched for. It's almost hard to believe that it's almost over already. In reality she could come early and I won't even go 8 weeks, but I probably will go till my due date. Aside from the waking up to pee 3 times a night I actually sleep pretty well with and without my Ambien even though it's hard for me to get into a comfortable position. Getting up and down is ridiculously difficult sometimes and often when I stand something hurts (ankles, back, feet, butt, whatever). My chest hurts, and that's only going to get worse, so that sucks. There is some hospital paperwork I need to dig out again and complete. My appt Tuesday went well. Heartbeat 130, good growth, he didn't say anything about my 5 lb weight gain over the 3 weeks, no concerns, did the icky Beta Strep test and sent me on my way. I go back in 3 weeks. Then I'll probably be every week. Yipee.
I am loving the weather we are having right now. Rain and overcast with a chill is my perfect weather. Not that I like my pants to drag the ground and get wet, but I love everything else about it. I really dislike the sun! We have had the air and heat both off for days now and we're just adjusting the windows as we please. I'm hoping this will save on our bill just a bit this month.
Today is Abbi's gymnastics class. We missed last week because we were sick so she is excited to go back. It's the last class of the cycle and we start cycle 2 next week. It runs another 9 weeks and we're hoping she will progress to the next class at that point. She does well and I think she will just continue to get better. It's in her genes :-)
Still really sad that we're not able to get our maternity pics done. I was really, REALLY looking forward to them. Unfortunately, we just don't have the money, even with the great deal we were getting. We have Scott's friends' wedding this Saturday. We plan to attend the wedding and reception and Nikki offered to watch Abbi since she has Julia this weekend. Scott and I are having confrontations about what time is appropriate to leave since we have a sitter. I know I'm right, so he'll just have to deal with it.
It's weird that tomorrow is Abigail's last day at La Petite. She has been there for 2 years now and it will be strange not taking her in or taking her home, not having her there. She has only been there a bit over the last few months but it's going to be a change to not have her there at all, for her to not have a cubby or anything like that. I'm not sure she necessarily understands what I'm telling her when I say that tomorrow is her last day, but she will I suppose when she doesn't go back next week or the week after. I know she will miss the kids, but I plan to have her get together with as many of them as possible and still try to take her with me to some LPA events for her to see everyone.
I'm just so glad tomorrow is Friday and the weekend is here once again. I certainly hope I get something accomplished this weekend instead of just sleep!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Oh Saturday, How I Love Thee
Friday was a decent ending to my work week. Thank God.
After I got off yesterday morning I had to take Abbi to update her immunizations. While we were there I found that she had 2 extra immunizations given 2 years ago and since she's 4 now we were able to get her 1 away from being ready for Kindergarten in 2 years. They didn't have any flu shots at the time but she still ended up getting poked twice in each arm. She's never cried a day in her life while getting shots, not one single time in the 4 years of her life. Yesterday, however, she was SCREAMING bloody murder before the lady even had the needle an inch from her arm. They show you how to hold them so they don't squirm but it took every muscle in my body to hold her still. We kept telling her that if she was still it would be ok but she continued to wriggle. I was NOT happy about her behavior. I know she's 4 and she was scared, but she was acting ridiculous. She talked about her shots the rest of the day.
Abigail bugged me most of the day yesterday to go over to PaPa's house so when I got off I called to be sure that was ok. I took her to my dad's then came home to work on some at-home lesson plans for when she's done with day care (which I still haven't told her about). When I had worked on them long enough I went to get her and ended up staying for a couple of hours because, as usual, she wasn't ready to go. My dad and I both ended up dozing on and off while she cuddled and watched Dora and Diego and finally it was time for us to come home and Dad to get ready for work. I stopped by McDonald's to pick up something for me to eat and ended up burning my tongue on some very hot french fries. It hurt all night long. Scott came home not long after we got back and Abbi was ready for bed. We watched an episode of Survivor and I talked to my friend Katie on the phone and finally passed out for a decent nights sleep.
This morning I woke up and made cinnamon rolls. They cooked perfectly and were DELICIOUS. I burned my hand on the pan while putting the icing on, but it's ok. I showered and went to pay rent, where I was thouroughly irritated with the stupidity of the leasing agent that runs the office. When I got back Scott was on the computer so I went to watch my recorded episode of So You Think You Can Dance where I was shortly interrupted by him asking me to watch it later so that he could finish his Championship game on the PS3 before he goes to work (at 230 pm). At that point I figured it was time for me to come in here and blog.
Our friend Kristine had her baby, Macee, on Tuesday and it's gotten me so ready for Emmalie to be here. 9 more weeks, give or take, and I just can't wait. Even though Abigail was not even close to ready at a week before the due date, I am still worried that she could come early and I'm not going to be prepared. Thankfully, my friends are throwing me a baby shower and that will enable me to feel a bit better. We have to work on how to save some money and figure out when we can start purchasing things ourselves, plus moving furniture in the house to make room for baby. Not to mention that some reorganizing MUST be done around here because this place is a disaster. Today I really want to go thru Abbi's room and get rid of some stuff. There's just too much in there and it's hard to keep it clean. The closets need to be cleaned out, my dresser needs to be cleaned out, the desk needs to be cleaned, that bathroom needs to be gone through...there is just a lot that needs to be done. Problem is, I'm usually too lazy, tired or busy to do it. My biggest concern is the co-sleeper we're wanting for Emmalie to sleep in until we move out and by a crib. We have a play yard at Dad's house but I'd really like to have the co-sleeper. I'm trying this "worry about it later" thing. Thing about the later is that's a lot of stuff that is built up for later!
Abbi is still not aware that Mom and Dad are split up and that Grams no longer lives there. I'm hoping to hold off on that for a while. I'm still freakin' out about the holidays. It's so far away yet so close. Adding to the normal holiday stresses is the fact that we're going to have a newborn. Ahhh!
Thankfully, I have this great daughter who likes to play by herself a lot and entertain herself with her vivid imagination. She goes off and plays dress-up for hours. She'll sit and watch a movie, or 2, or 3 for a long time too if I let her. I'm thinking this will be very helpful when Emmalie is here and needs our attention or we need to rest. I know she's going to be a very good helper as well. She's SUPER excited to be a big sister!
Next week I'm working a split-shift again, even though that was supposed to end this week. But the week after I go to 630-330 (or so) each day. It will be so nice to leave that building and not have to come back. Also, I am hoping to get more hours with this set shift and therefore have a better paycheck. Paying bills is slightly important! And so is saving money. As long as Scott's raise comes into effect before Emmaile is born, we should be ok. I only get 3 weeks paid leave.
Wow, my tummy is growling! I think it's time for some lunch. What to have...what to have...
After I got off yesterday morning I had to take Abbi to update her immunizations. While we were there I found that she had 2 extra immunizations given 2 years ago and since she's 4 now we were able to get her 1 away from being ready for Kindergarten in 2 years. They didn't have any flu shots at the time but she still ended up getting poked twice in each arm. She's never cried a day in her life while getting shots, not one single time in the 4 years of her life. Yesterday, however, she was SCREAMING bloody murder before the lady even had the needle an inch from her arm. They show you how to hold them so they don't squirm but it took every muscle in my body to hold her still. We kept telling her that if she was still it would be ok but she continued to wriggle. I was NOT happy about her behavior. I know she's 4 and she was scared, but she was acting ridiculous. She talked about her shots the rest of the day.
Abigail bugged me most of the day yesterday to go over to PaPa's house so when I got off I called to be sure that was ok. I took her to my dad's then came home to work on some at-home lesson plans for when she's done with day care (which I still haven't told her about). When I had worked on them long enough I went to get her and ended up staying for a couple of hours because, as usual, she wasn't ready to go. My dad and I both ended up dozing on and off while she cuddled and watched Dora and Diego and finally it was time for us to come home and Dad to get ready for work. I stopped by McDonald's to pick up something for me to eat and ended up burning my tongue on some very hot french fries. It hurt all night long. Scott came home not long after we got back and Abbi was ready for bed. We watched an episode of Survivor and I talked to my friend Katie on the phone and finally passed out for a decent nights sleep.
This morning I woke up and made cinnamon rolls. They cooked perfectly and were DELICIOUS. I burned my hand on the pan while putting the icing on, but it's ok. I showered and went to pay rent, where I was thouroughly irritated with the stupidity of the leasing agent that runs the office. When I got back Scott was on the computer so I went to watch my recorded episode of So You Think You Can Dance where I was shortly interrupted by him asking me to watch it later so that he could finish his Championship game on the PS3 before he goes to work (at 230 pm). At that point I figured it was time for me to come in here and blog.
Our friend Kristine had her baby, Macee, on Tuesday and it's gotten me so ready for Emmalie to be here. 9 more weeks, give or take, and I just can't wait. Even though Abigail was not even close to ready at a week before the due date, I am still worried that she could come early and I'm not going to be prepared. Thankfully, my friends are throwing me a baby shower and that will enable me to feel a bit better. We have to work on how to save some money and figure out when we can start purchasing things ourselves, plus moving furniture in the house to make room for baby. Not to mention that some reorganizing MUST be done around here because this place is a disaster. Today I really want to go thru Abbi's room and get rid of some stuff. There's just too much in there and it's hard to keep it clean. The closets need to be cleaned out, my dresser needs to be cleaned out, the desk needs to be cleaned, that bathroom needs to be gone through...there is just a lot that needs to be done. Problem is, I'm usually too lazy, tired or busy to do it. My biggest concern is the co-sleeper we're wanting for Emmalie to sleep in until we move out and by a crib. We have a play yard at Dad's house but I'd really like to have the co-sleeper. I'm trying this "worry about it later" thing. Thing about the later is that's a lot of stuff that is built up for later!
Abbi is still not aware that Mom and Dad are split up and that Grams no longer lives there. I'm hoping to hold off on that for a while. I'm still freakin' out about the holidays. It's so far away yet so close. Adding to the normal holiday stresses is the fact that we're going to have a newborn. Ahhh!
Thankfully, I have this great daughter who likes to play by herself a lot and entertain herself with her vivid imagination. She goes off and plays dress-up for hours. She'll sit and watch a movie, or 2, or 3 for a long time too if I let her. I'm thinking this will be very helpful when Emmalie is here and needs our attention or we need to rest. I know she's going to be a very good helper as well. She's SUPER excited to be a big sister!
Next week I'm working a split-shift again, even though that was supposed to end this week. But the week after I go to 630-330 (or so) each day. It will be so nice to leave that building and not have to come back. Also, I am hoping to get more hours with this set shift and therefore have a better paycheck. Paying bills is slightly important! And so is saving money. As long as Scott's raise comes into effect before Emmaile is born, we should be ok. I only get 3 weeks paid leave.
Wow, my tummy is growling! I think it's time for some lunch. What to have...what to have...
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Who Knew? We All Did...
Who knew that living on your own, being in a relationship, having a full time job, raising a child and being pregnant could be so hard? Well, we all did. We all do. Even just a single one of those things can send a person into craziness. That's why they say, "Life's tough, get a helmet."
So when I'm stressed out at work, what do I do? Well, numerous things, but really I pretty much do the same thing I do when I'm stressed out about something else... I whine. I whine and whine and moan and complain until I break down because I feel like no one hears me. When my check comes back and I can't make rent, I freak. Why? Obviously, I don't want to be evicted among other things. When my daughter is puking and I can't get off work for my 2 1/2 hour end-of-day shift I get angry and frustrated...and I freak. When my body has aches-n-pains and I waddle and pee every hour and I can hardly stay awake for more than 7 hours straight, I get angry and frustrated...then I freak. When I start freaking out over numerous things at one time I pretty much lose it.
Today was one of those days when I pretty much lost it. This time though, I was able to control the release. I went into Abbi's room to clean it and just sat on the bed and cried for a few minutes. After that I just got up and went to the store for some groceries. By time I drove there and walked around the store I felt better. I laid around the house and messed around on the computer until it was time to go back to work.
I only had to work about an hour of my afternoon shift before I was able to leave and bring Abbi back home. My dad called and said they were going to help me with my rent. I think I can work out one of the maternity dresses Ashley gave me so that I can go to the wedding with Scott next weekend and Abigail isn't puking anymore (so far). I did, however, have to cancel my maternity shoot that I wanted SO, SO badly. That broke my heart. We just don't have the money. If I wasn't pregnant I would just pick up a part-time job and be done with it. But it just isn't so.
As far as the pregnancy goes...well, it's pregnancy all right. I'm sleeping better with the occasional help of my sleep-aids, so that's good. On the other hand, everything seems to be hurting quite a bit lately. My ankles and feet, my chest, my thigh muscles, my back and not to mention the internal organs Emmalie insists on pounding at all hours of the day and night! I wish this apartment had a jacuzzi tub that I could relax in but ours is just too small for me to get any sort of comfort out of. I really need to clean this house badly. Unfortunately, it takes me a very long time because I'm quickly exhausted and I have to stop a lot to rest. I am quite lucky that Scott takes care of the kitchen (one of the things I hate doing the most). As for the rest of the pregnancy I am looking forward to the baby shower in 5 weeks, getting set up and ready for her to be born and then her actually being here in 9 weeks (give or take).
Now that I have removed Abigail from daycare I have begun planning schedules, menus and lessons for her while she is home during the day. I also need to work on a Helper Chart for her to assist in chores like picking up her room and feeding the cat. I have a good idea on how I'm going to go about this but I need a bit of funds to create it, so it too will have to wait.
It's about that time where I make dinner. I'm hungry and so is the kiddo. Besides, this is long enough for my first blog :-)
So when I'm stressed out at work, what do I do? Well, numerous things, but really I pretty much do the same thing I do when I'm stressed out about something else... I whine. I whine and whine and moan and complain until I break down because I feel like no one hears me. When my check comes back and I can't make rent, I freak. Why? Obviously, I don't want to be evicted among other things. When my daughter is puking and I can't get off work for my 2 1/2 hour end-of-day shift I get angry and frustrated...and I freak. When my body has aches-n-pains and I waddle and pee every hour and I can hardly stay awake for more than 7 hours straight, I get angry and frustrated...then I freak. When I start freaking out over numerous things at one time I pretty much lose it.
Today was one of those days when I pretty much lost it. This time though, I was able to control the release. I went into Abbi's room to clean it and just sat on the bed and cried for a few minutes. After that I just got up and went to the store for some groceries. By time I drove there and walked around the store I felt better. I laid around the house and messed around on the computer until it was time to go back to work.
I only had to work about an hour of my afternoon shift before I was able to leave and bring Abbi back home. My dad called and said they were going to help me with my rent. I think I can work out one of the maternity dresses Ashley gave me so that I can go to the wedding with Scott next weekend and Abigail isn't puking anymore (so far). I did, however, have to cancel my maternity shoot that I wanted SO, SO badly. That broke my heart. We just don't have the money. If I wasn't pregnant I would just pick up a part-time job and be done with it. But it just isn't so.
As far as the pregnancy goes...well, it's pregnancy all right. I'm sleeping better with the occasional help of my sleep-aids, so that's good. On the other hand, everything seems to be hurting quite a bit lately. My ankles and feet, my chest, my thigh muscles, my back and not to mention the internal organs Emmalie insists on pounding at all hours of the day and night! I wish this apartment had a jacuzzi tub that I could relax in but ours is just too small for me to get any sort of comfort out of. I really need to clean this house badly. Unfortunately, it takes me a very long time because I'm quickly exhausted and I have to stop a lot to rest. I am quite lucky that Scott takes care of the kitchen (one of the things I hate doing the most). As for the rest of the pregnancy I am looking forward to the baby shower in 5 weeks, getting set up and ready for her to be born and then her actually being here in 9 weeks (give or take).
Now that I have removed Abigail from daycare I have begun planning schedules, menus and lessons for her while she is home during the day. I also need to work on a Helper Chart for her to assist in chores like picking up her room and feeding the cat. I have a good idea on how I'm going to go about this but I need a bit of funds to create it, so it too will have to wait.
It's about that time where I make dinner. I'm hungry and so is the kiddo. Besides, this is long enough for my first blog :-)
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