Friday, October 28, 2005
This (again) has got to stop. Once again, Andrew was up last night. After rocking both upstairs and downstairs and laying back down, he once again finally ended up in our bed. I tried to just let him cry after my first attempt at putting him back down, but when he still wasn't asleep after an hour and had worked himself up pretty good, I finally elbowed Marc and he went to retrieved the boy.
But, at this point, he had worked himself into a little fit, so when Marc laid him in our bed, he threw himself back - head first, right into my nose. It was excruciating. I sat up immediately and tears were just a'flowing. Marc saw it and was convinced that he broke my nose. He didn't, but it still hurts pretty good this morning. I was half expected two black eyes when I woke up.
SO - the kid is having a frustrating week. Ok, I can deal with that. But THIS week of ALL weeks? C'mon! We are exhausted! I know the kid is, too. Since he's been losing a couple of hours a night, then going strong (and I mean strong - his daycare teacher said he put in 20 miles yesterday pushing a dump truck) from 7:30 until at least 5 when I pick him from daycare....with no slowing down in site until bedtime. I can tell in the way he is acting the evenings that he needs more rest. So...what's the deal. And each night, I am more and more convinced that he is feeling fine - he just wants company. Hence the reason I'm trying to let him cry - but we don't sleep that way either, so might as well have him in bed, where we sleep at least (poorly - but still sleep). AUGH!
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
So I call Marc to come get the boy, dry him, change him, etc… while I go fishing.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
One of the couples spent the night, so we were up late (Marc was up REALLY late due to a friend to play video games with). Saturday morning, we just kinda hung out in the morning, then us girls did a little shopping where I bought Andrew's Halloween costume. It's too big (they didn't have his size), but too great to pass up. So I bought big, and he can wear it from now until next year, since it's really just a decorated pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt. He will be.....
He already has some superman jammies that are so stinkin' adorable. But they are shorts and a t-shirt. Much too cold to wear to his fall party at daycare next week. (plus getting a little small). PLUS, with his dark features and fearless leaping nerves of steel ...he just looks like a little superman. It even had a cape! So I need to somehow take the pants up a bit before then.
Saturday night, we really didn't do much of anything. Worked around the house a bit, but pretty much just vegged. Sunday was church in the morning, then we had the Dressler's over for a nice roast lunch. We played a little cards before they left and the girls won!! (We get teased all day long by them about how the babies are sucking our brain cells - which sometime I think is true - and yet we beat them!) They left and I caught a quick nap before our sitter came over and we went to our community groups for church.
All this week, except for today, I am working all day downtown. Now, you need to understand, that not only is it a much longer day, but the downtown office is crazy busy. Like where you don't have time to use the restroom or even return a call. And it's like that from 8-4:30. So, by the time I leave there, I am wiped out. A day here or there is ok, when someone calls in sick or something is ok. But this will be full week (Since I am there next Monday, too). I'm not a big fan. But...it's extra cash on the check, so I'll grin and bear it.
This morning, we had a doctors appt for Andrew, I am at work now (covering for someone who went home sick - so I will get home late), then I get to dash home hopefully in time to meet our sitter at the door, drop off Andrew and get to Spanish class. I am assuming we will have Taco Bell for a late dinner, since that seems to be the way Tuesdays go.
One thing I have learn over this weekend, is to be careful how I correct my child. On the way to work, we see many buses. City buses, school buses, and white buses (many are shuttles or handicap assessable, etc...) For a long while, (well, still is) Andrew is infatuated with school buses. He can identify them as "coo bu" But then, every bus became a "coo bu". So, I would gently correct him by saying, "White bus". So most of the ride is him saying "Coo Bu!" and me responding either, "Yes!" or "White Bus". On Friday, for the first time he actually corrected himself after identifying a white bus as a "coo bu" and even emphasized the "t" in white. "WhiTe Bu". I went crazy...clapping and cheering for him. So now...every bus we see is "Coo bu - whiTe bu"
Friday, October 21, 2005
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Tonight we had Spanish, which always makes for a hectic evening. We run home, try to get the place presentable for a sitter and grab ourselves a quick bite before leaving. I feel as if our sitter thinks I am totally scatter brained since that seems to be how she always sees me. Rambling instructions to her as I am trying to get myself ready and out the door.
Andrew seemed to have a good night. The sitter said he ate a good dinner of mac & cheese and leftover chicken. Then, we grabbed Taco Bell on the way home and he ate a whole taco before bed. His tummy should be nice and full and I sure hope he sleeps tonight.
Well, this is short, but like I said, I am tired. I’m not even sure this post is making sense. I got a cute video a little earlier tonight of Andrew singing “Deep and Wide” with arm motions while eating his taco. Not sure how clear the picture is, but it was really cute. I may see if I can post it here a little later. We’ll see. Have a good night.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
I have many fond memories of sitting in the rocker with my mom while she read me Dr. Seuss after Dr. Seuss until we both had them memorize (and still do). I couldn't wait for that day with my baby.
That day is here.
But it took a while. At first, I was a little disappointed because Andrew really wasn't interested in books. When other kids his age loved to get read to and look at books, he could care less. Books meant holding still and that was out of the question for my busy little man.
But now...he can't get enough. Everyday, every book is pulled off his shelf. But the thing is... he's found a favorite. There were always a handful that he favored over the others, but now...there is one that is distinctly number one. “Go, Dog, Go” by P.D. Eastman.
Both Marc and I have read it at least 4-5 times each just today. (And it’s not a quick short book, either). We are tired of it. He will bring it to us, “Bu-ah, Bu-ah” (That’s Andrew for Book). We’ve gotten to the point that we try to pawn him off on the other spouse….”um….go find Daddy.” Then we were finally begging him, “Andrew, go find your monkey book (‘Hand, Hand, Finger, Thumb’) or your ‘Foot Book’, Mommy will read those!” This wasn’t working either. Then it went to ‘speed reading’ where I would read every 5th page or so…this seemed to work a bit.
At one time, Andrew actually went upstairs to find a new book at my request and found Hooper Humperdink. Alleluia!! Yes, I was excited. Yes, I will read that to you!…. Hop on up here!… I’ll even read every page!…. With voices! (I had to reward the choice for variety.
I got about 5 pages into the book before Andrew closed the book, said “All Done” and went and brought me his Go, Dog, Go book.
Be careful what you wish for…
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Ok, besides the update with Andrew, I really haven't posted much as if there was nothing else going on in our lives but caring for a sick little boy. And there wasn't. No, I'm kidding. Despite Andrew being under the weather, our weekend was nice. For the most part, we did just stay home and monitor our child. However, my mom was up for the weekend, we did get to do a little shopping where I got some dressier maternity clothes that I think I am going to have to wear sooner than I would like too.
Sunday evening, mom watched a cranky Andrew while Marc and I went to our Community Group for church. Then after the scare last night, we actually had some guys over for Monday Night Football.
Today was a busy one as I had my 2nd OB appointment this morning. I am 12-ish weeks, gained 4 lbs and we heard a busy little heartbeat. Other than that, it was an in & out appointment. I worked, then left early to take Andrew to see his doctor. I then dropped off his prescription, dropped him off at home and grabbed a quick bowl of cereal for dinner, before leaving for Spanish class. I went by myself tonight, so Marc could watch Andrew. (We didn’t want to inflict a babysitter with an unpredictable kid).
But of course, he was a silly little boy and happy as could be, but what are ya gonna do.
Monday, October 10, 2005
Saturday, October 8, 2005
Everything went fine. All my anxieties were about pre-surgury and were complete ok with no issues what-so-ever. He wasn't fond of getting weighed and having his heartbeat checked or his blood pressure taken, etc.. But in between those things, they had him set up in playroom after playroom and he was in heaven. Afterward (the part that didn't even cross my mind) was a little rough. He had trouble shaking off the anethestic, so he would go from completely asleep, to thrashing about, to complete asleep again within seconds. It was kinda rough...then he had a negative reaction to the anethestic, so we went through 3 pairs of hospital jammies and many towels and blankets until they gave him some more meds. So we were there FOREVER! Finally, we got to come home where he took a super nice long nap. However, since he seems to sleep it all off, he's been 98% fine. Really, I've been surprised. And today we didn't even give him any pain meds because he acted like it silly little self, perfectly happy. You would have never known that he was miserable just yesterday.
So thank you, thank you, thank you for your thoughts and prayers. And praise the Lord, he answered.
Thursday, October 6, 2005
Tuesday, October 4, 2005
Sunday, October 2, 2005
It’s been a nice weekend so far. I didn’t get my Quizno’s yet, but we’ve eaten pretty nice. Probably too nice. One of Kari and my ex-roommates and hubby were in town for the weekend. So, Friday evening, we spent the evening at the Dressler’s who were babysitting our ex-roommate’s kiddo. We ordered Chinese and played some cards once the kiddos went to bed.
Saturday, I got up and went garage sale-ing a bit with the ex-roommates. I only bought some baby monitors for $3 but eyed a nice rocking chair and a double stroller. Andrew and I came home and napped while Marc went back over to the Dresslers to watch the HUGE and very exciting Michigan/Michigan State game. When we came home, we went back out to look at the chair and stroller and ended up picking them up for some good prices. Not sure if we will keep the stroller for ourselves (I doubt it) or give it away (most likely). But it was too good to pass up and we have enough people we know who do or will have two or more kiddos close in age. But Marc is super excited about the rocker. It’s just your basic heavy wooden rocker. It’s definitely used, but for the price we paid…we like it.
Then we all met back up with yet another set of roommates for dinner at Ruby Tuesday’s. The food was great, but Andrew was so squirmy and distractive, that it really wasn’t very enjoyable for Marc and myself. A bummer as normally he is pretty good. He really wasn’t bad per se…just very attention needing.
Today, as I mentioned already, was nice. Marc took off this afternoon to his friend’s on the other side of the state to watch football (and the Vikings crumble). So it was just Andrew and myself. He took a nice long nap, I got cleaning done, we went for a walk and just hung out.
The next week is promising to be busy busy, so if you don’t hear from me much…that is why. Have a great week!
Saturday, October 1, 2005
Well.....WHEN WILL I LEARN?!?!?! I must have the thickest skull out there. I mean, I did well in high school and even graduated college with honors, so I must have learned a thing or two here and there AND retained and applied it. Advanced things like Physics and Calculus and International Marketing....and yet....
I can not seem to get it through my head that I must *MUST MUST MUST* always put shorts on my child before he goes to bed. Not MOST of the time.... not 95% of the time.... but 100% of the time. One Hundred Percent Of The Time.
Once again, I had to change the sheets after wiping down a wet crib and yes, picking up a nice little pile of poop. It was lovely.
When will I learn?