Monkey is absolutely thrilled to be getting a little sister. She’s been asking for a while if it was a girl baby and we’d of course tell her we didn’t know. She let us know in no uncertain terms that she wanted a girl baby. If we mentioned that it could be a boy she would cry and say “No, I want a girl baby.” Today when we got home and told her it was a girl she hugged me and said “Oh, thank you mommy.” Like I had so much to do with it! She thinks we should name it her name and I explain to her that we can’t have two children with the same name, so for now she calls it Baby Sandals. Don’t ask me where that came from, but it’s what she has decided her little sisters name should be for now. Hubby and I have tossed around a few names but keep coming back to two, now we just have to decide which one the three of us agree on. We have plans to go to the big baby store on Friday to buy a travel system and play yard since we are moving to Alaska in October, we have decided it better to buy some things now and have them shipped with our household goods. I know Monkey will voice her opinion on what we should buy (the pink one with the flowers), but no, that is not the one we will be getting. I’m just not that big on pink. I wasn’t when I had Monkey and I won’t be with this one either. So Monkey will have to choose between the two that Hubby and I have picked out! We think it’s important to let her be involved as much as we can, hopefully it will make things a little easier later on!
Baby Pictures Take 2
July 30, 2008 at 1:00 pm (Pregnancy)
We went for our second ultrasound today, they looked at all of the babies organs and we were able to find out the gender. The baby has all of it’s organs, in the right place, and it’s a girl! We’re so excited! She was constantly on the move and kicking like crazy which made it hard for the tech to get a good look at the umbilical cord, but finally the baby cooperated! We got a good picture of her female parts and an adorable picture of her waving to us. I can’t wait to go shopping!
Sign of Summer
July 22, 2008 at 8:30 am (Monkey)
Eating S’Mores for the first time! So much fun, such a mess, so yummy!
Is it hot in here?
July 21, 2008 at 1:50 pm (Pregnancy)
I got up yesterday around 7 (at least that’s when the alarm went off), I think I made it out of bed about 7:10. I read my Bible passages for the day and my devotion, then took a shower. I woke Monkey up and we all got dressed for church. Hubby and Monkey don’t eat breakfast on Sundays because church starts at 9:00, Monkey’s class has a snack, and there are doughnuts after service. I however, must have something before we leave the house. My usual breakfast of choice is a vanilla Carnation Instant Breakfast. It’s quick, nutritious, and delicious.
We got to church, dropped Monkey off in her class, and settled into our pew for the sermon. We were standing during the praise and worship portion when I began to sweat. I had cramps in my abdomen and my back was driving me insane (which is nothing new, it’s hurt for the past week). Finally, I had to sit down. I didn’t feel any better. I was sweating even more, everything was going dark, everything sounded like it was in a tunnel, and I thought for sure I was going to pass out right there. Hubby asked me if I was OK, to which I replied “No, we need to go home.” He told me to go to the bathroom. So I did. After being in the bathroom for about five minutes I felt a little better. I made my way back into the sanctuary and sat down. Hubby took my pulse, which I found funny. “Do you feel better?” “A little.” “Did you puke?” “No.” “What did you eat for breakfast?” “A carnation.” He just nodded his head. When service was over we went into the fellowship hall and we all ate a doughnut, I felt much better after that. He laughed at me when I told him I had left my pants unbuttoned which seemed to help.
When we got home I asked him why he was taking my pulse, he said he was trying to see how bad off I was because I was pretty green. “Did I scare you?” “A little, I was watching the clock while you were in the bathroom.”
I guess it’s time that I start eating an actual breakfast and wearing pants that don’t have to struggle to button! I keep thinking how embarrassing it would have been if I had passed out in the middle of church! I’m thankful though that I didn’t!
Going Bare
July 17, 2008 at 11:35 am (Army Wife, Pregnancy)
Before I started high school my aunt took my cousin and I to the mall for a free makeover at the Clinique counter. I became a loyal user to all things Clinique. It’s a little pricey, but to me worth every cent since it’s the only make-up I can use that won’t make me break out.
But, then I saw the infomercials for bare Minerals. I decided to order their Get Started kit. The kit has everything, three brushes, two foundations, warmth, mineral veil, skin rev er upper, and a DVD to show you how to use it all. I like the warmth because it makes your skin look sun kissed, the mineral veil absorbs oil (which I have a lot of) and keeps everything looking flawless. The skin rev er upper makes your pores practically invisible. But what really makes me love this make-up? The fact that I can sleep in it! Yes, that’s right. I rarely wash my face at night, sometimes I don’t think about it and sometimes I’m just too lazy! It’s really very sad. I like that I can put my make-up on in five minutes or less and that it looks natural, only better.
However, when I am having pregnancy hormone induced breakouts (which I have more of than I care to admit) I reach for my green bag filled with my trusted Clinique.
I am considering buying two other kits from bare Minerals. The get started eyes and the beyond the basics. I like that everything I need comes in one box for one price.
I never thought I would find a make-up that I like as much as I do Clinique, but this bare Minerals is amazing!
My Child…
July 11, 2008 at 9:43 am (Monkey)
Yesterday I had all these grand plans to really clean my house, I was going to move furniture, roll up the living room rug, I mean really clean, but my plans came to a screeching halt. I was dusting my bedroom when Monkey came in, the conversation went something like this: “Mama, it’s stuck.” “What’s stuck Monkey?” “In my nose.” “What’s in your nose?” “Nothing.” “Did you stick something up your nose?” “No.” “Let me see.” She starts to cry, “I’m sorry Mama.” I looked up her nose and there it was, a bead, and not a small bead either. I got the tweezers and tried to get it out, but it wouldn’t move. I pressed on her nose hoping it would pop out, but nope. I pressed on her other nostril and had her blow, hoping she could blow it out, but nope. I called Hubby, “Your daughter.” “What did she do?” “She stuck a bead up her nose and I can’t get it out.” “Well, you’ll have to take her to the ER.” Great! I load her up in the car and we head to the hospital. We arrive and check in. The clerk asked what her symptoms were and I said “She stuck a bead up her nose.” The clerk laughed. Once they call her back the nurse looked up her nose and said “Yep, it’s a job now.” She and another nurse try to get it out with a pair of scissors, but Monkey was screaming and squirming, so they gave up, and they couldn’t move it anyway. By the time they gave up on the scissor idea half of the ER was in the room trying to figure out what was going on. She was crying “Help me Mama.” I along with the rest of the room responded with “We’re trying to help you.” They decide to try and suction it out. Once the tube was up her nose, the bead was out in a matter of seconds. The bead popped out and everybody clapped! Monkey said “That wasn’t too bad.” Everybody laughed. The doctor came in to make sure there wasn’t any damage done to her nose by the bead. We were discharged and I said “I bet you don’t pull that stunt again.” Monkey said “I won’t do that anymore, I was nervous.” I asked her what possessed her to stick a bead up her nose and this was her answer, “Well Mama, I was trying to be a pig.” Children…
Maternity Shirts
July 5, 2008 at 8:08 pm (Pregnancy)
We went to the mall today so that I could buy a couple of maternity shirts. My pants still fit, but my shirts were getting way too tight and I couldn’t take it anymore! I bought a couple of simple tanks and two sleeveless shirts that can be worn out in public. I looked at the pants, but can’t bring myself to buy a pair yet since I can still fit into mine. I am considering buying a Bella Band so that I can wear my pants even longer. Since I’m not gaining a lot of weight (yet) I think this would be the best option.
I had a hard time standing in the dressing room trying on the shirts today and I feel so incredibly stupid and selfish now. Understand that I am ecstatic to be pregnant, since it’s so hard for me to conceive. When my husband was in Iraq I lost almost sixty pounds, I felt better about myself than I had in years. So, as I watch the scale (only once a week now instead of daily) slowly creep, I get anxious. As I stood in the dressing room with a maternity shirt on and turned sideways I started to cry. Hubby said he liked the shirt and all I could say, with tears streaming down my face was, “I am so fat.” He of course assured me I was not and that it’s all baby, which I know is true. I’m not a vain person, but in that dressing room today, well, it was hard. I realize that this sounds vain, selfish, and really stupid, but in my defense today has been a very emotional day. My hormones seem to be in overdrive! Maybe today was not the best day for clothes shopping!
Fireworks
July 5, 2008 at 7:35 pm (Monkey)
We took Monkey to the fireworks display last night. We hoped it would go better than it did when we took her when she was eighteen months old, she cried the whole time.
We parked across the street and sat on the tailgate. We had to wake her up, but she wasn’t crabby, she was excited. The fireworks started and her mouth was wide open. She said “Fireworks show, they are so pretty” and “They are beautiful.” She told us what color the fireworks were and clapped her hands. When it was over she didn’t want to leave and of course she fell asleep on the way home. She woke up at three this morning to go potty and said “The fireworks were so pretty at the fireworks show.” She had to call my mom this morning and tell her all about it, fortunately for my mom she waited until about nine her time! I don’t think she would have appreciated us calling at three am!
I did worry a little about hubby who was a bit jumpy during the initial booms, I mean he’s only been back from Iraq seven months! All in all we had a good time. It’s so much fun to watch Monkey enjoy things and watch her form these early memories. I only regret not taking my camera to capture the look on her face and the beauty of the display. Oh well..
16 Week Check up Comes with Embarrassment!
July 2, 2008 at 1:44 pm (Monkey, Pregnancy)
I went to my 16 week check-up yesterday and Monkey had to go with me. Everything with the baby is fine and I go back in six weeks.
Anyway, while Monkey and I were waiting a young couple sat down next to us. My ever observant Monkey looked at the young man and then looked at me and in a not so quiet voice said “Mommy, that boy has an earring.” I shook my head yes and said “That’s ok.” She looked back at him and then at me and said “Boy’s don’t wear earrings.” I was at a loss, what was I supposed to say, so I just said “Well, sometimes some boys do and that’s ok, it’s none of our business.” She looked at me and shook her head no and then announced “It’s not ok, Mommy.” I know I turned a half a dozen shades of red, I was incredibly embarrassed, and so absolutely relieved when they were called to the back!
One Little Monkey…Update
July 2, 2008 at 1:31 pm (Monkey)
I took Monkey to the hospital yesterday to see the orthopedist for her collar bone. I am happy to report that the bone is healed. She was able to take off the sling and now we are supposed to encourage her to move her shoulder. She was trying yesterday and made some progress. We don’t have to go back unless she is still in pain in ten days or has not made any significant progress with moving it.
