Monday, February 23, 2009

An ode to an old friend


There they are now. My old friends. My maternity jeans. I've been avoiding them for a few weeks thinking, "I don't need you, I'm just fine twisting a rubber band through the button hole in my 7's." And, "I refuse to even look at you until I absolutely have to!" And all the while they sat there, in silence waiting. Just waiting for some attention.
I remember the day I walked into that maternity store wearing my hand-me-down maternity jeans with the huge navy band that came up sexily right below my bosoms, that no matter how many layers I wore over it, that band shone through like a beacon in the night. And the inseam that made my crotch feel like it was being pulled to the core of the earth. I thought this was normal, maybe even pretty, but how it was SUPPOSED TO BE!
And then she came into my life. The clerk who saw my bewilderment as I sifted through all the jeans and came gliding across the floor holding my new friends. She told me they were discontinuing this particular pair, but she had one left and I should try them on.
It was the same feeling as when I realized I didn't necessarily have to wear thong underwear. There are other choices and I had made mine. These jeans came home with me that day and I wore them proudly like a uniform through three pregnancies.
And today here they are, waiting. Waiting for me like an old friend waiting to go grab a coffee and catch up on all the times...good and bad. Thank you maternity jeans, and welcome back for one last run!

Sunday, February 22, 2009

This is sure to get people to talk to me!!!

The deal: I will draw 5 random people who comment on this post and they will receive something made by me. To you! It will be my choice and made especially for you. Leave your comment here before 11:59 pm EST tonight (Sunday). Just so we’re on the same page, here are the rules.

The details: No guarantees you will feel absolute true love, but possibly happiness, fervor, or chocolate. What I create will be just for you. It will be done sometime this year. You have no clue what it will be… it may be a story. Maybe poetry. (Well, probably not either of those.) I may draw or paint something. It will most likely be a wicked mix CD or a home-sewn Mystery Hero Bunny. But I may bake something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you! That’s for sure. I reserve the right to do something extremely kooky.


The fine print (which is actually the same size, but whatever): If you are chosen, you must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to 5 people who do the same on their blog. When you get your lovely homemade goods from me, post a picture on your blog so I know my love arrived without a hitch.


Before you type in your name I think that you should know a few things.


#1. Do I care if you actually follow the rules? No...but Karma will.

#2. Do I care if we know each other? No, but you will be subject to my taste!

#3. I love this idea.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Pregnancy Tracking!!



Here I am...18 weeks pregnant at this point. You can't really tell from this angle, but each of my boobs are as big as my head. I wanted to do a month-to-month picture pregnancy tracker during my other 3 pregnancies, but never got around to it. Since this is the final 40 weeks, I'm going to be better!

Earlier this day I went in for my Ultrasound. It doesn't matter if it's the first child or the 45th child, that whole situation is truly truly amazing! I walked in and told the tech, "I'm not leaving until you tell me I'm having a girl". Poor Connie (that was the tech's name) immediately started scrambling around the room looking for the 2 pink towels she KNEW she had somewhere, and thought they would make the girl thing happen. I just chuckled to myself, knowing that my enormous breasts were scaring her into action!

My husband comes from a long line (10 kids in his dads family, 8 in his moms) of Irish Catholics. If you are not aware, think of the length of a Leprechauns legs and you will understand why I was a little worried about my daughters arms being the same length as her legs! I was incredibly relieved when Connie (that was her name) said, "wow look at how she's crossing her LONG legs." I was beaming with pride then and still am now.

Friday, February 20, 2009

And then there are moments...

I know I'm supposed to look at life like a series of adventures, but right now I feel so low! I'm so lonely here and I just need a friend.

Pat does his best, but he works all day and when he comes home at night he wants to sit, have a beer, do sudoku and play with the boys. He doesn't really have time or energy to sit and babysit my feelings and I don't blame him. Now is just the time where the kids have to come first and they are very demanding...especially at that "witching hour" in the evenings when he gets home.

I love my boys, but I miss my friends so badly. The worst part is knowing that they don't miss me. They all have each other down there and life goes on. I just can't seem to fit in up here. I'm sure it's just me, I'm not trying hard enough or am just not doing the right things.

Pregnancy is taking its toll as well. I'm tired. I'm sorry to my boys that they don't get a fully fueled mom to play with. I'm just so tired. I definitely think girl hormones are better on my emotions than the boy ones were in that I don't have as short of a fuse like I did with the boys (damn testosterone), but I'm just weepy. All the time.

I took for granted having such a great group of friends living so close in SD. How easy that was to get the kids together and we got to have our own social time. I miss all of them. I don't know how I can stick it out up here for a lot longer, but I know I have to find a way. I just need to suck it up...

Sorry if you're reading this depressing post. I'm not looking for any pity, I just needed a minute to vent.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Yes Jenny, it's all about the striped tights!

I will get back to this post later, I just wanted to let anyone and everyone know the verdict is in...IT'S A GIRL!!!!! And seriously, those striped tights were the FIRST thing on my mind when I found out! Yay!

The Happiest place on earth on the happiest day!




My husband is the man! When it comes to family trips, hotels, or playin hooky, he's an impulsive teenager! He reminds me of times in Highschool or college when we would just say, "let's ditch school and go to ---". And everyone would grab a clean pair of underwear, a slurpee and away we'd go for the day or weekend! He doesn't plan it all out and budget (which we probably should), he just goes with it and I LOVE his attitude.


So I wasn't surprised Saturday morning (Valentines Day) when I got up to make a special loveday breakfast for the fam and he came up the stairs and told me he had just booked a room at Disneyland and packed the boys up to go!

This was the best weekend! We have annual passes, so we go a lot, but this time was awesome because it was really rainy this weekend so the lines were short and we got to ride EVERYTHING! Bo and Frank even rode the matterhorn! I didn't know you only have to be 35 inches for that ride! It was so fun to see them so stoked about rollercoasters. It was a glimpse of our life to come when they can actually do all the cool rides with us! We had such a great time we ended up staying until Monday night!

If anyone is interested: The Courtyard Marriott was newly redone and it's amazing! It's only a block from the park and has a Ruth's Chris Restaurant (my favorite) located in front of the hotel. We got the deluxe suite which included one king sized bedroom and a second bedroom with bunkbeds and a pullout sofa, for only $159.00/night. It's not always this inexpensive, but if you can be a bit flexible with your traveling you can pull it off. Also the Embassy Suites is 3 miles from the park (but we use that for our workout) and includes free hot breakfast and a nightly happy hour reception. Those rooms are all suites and range from $120-170 per night. We used to stay at the Disney resorts, but have wisened up since then. It's not worth it!




Friday, February 13, 2009

The Secret!



I am now 4 months pregnant with my 4th child. I'm a "boy mom". I have 3 amazing little boys, and believe me, I wanted them all to be boys. Even when I was little I just wanted to have boys. During all three pregnancies I never even thought about maybe wanting a girl. I even felt sorry for my friends when they had girls! It was dirt, the color blue, trucks and sports for me all the way!


I think I was abducted by an alien. Anyone who knows me will understand the following absurdities.


* I get lightheaded when I see bubble suits or those little short dresses with bloomers underneath.


* I entered a store the other day for workout clothes and came out with 2 maternity sun-dresses. (I haven't worn a sun-dress since I was 3 and wearing the short ones with the bloomers underneath)


* I have an unusually strong desire to buy a tea set and get a pedicure.


* I always craved pizza and mexican food with the other kids, now I need a cupcake daily.


* I went online to find a lamp for the living room and ended up ordering a lime green and brown flowery bedding set for a crib!

Clearly I want a girl! I'm not even going to attempt to be politically correct and say, "I just want a healthy baby". Uh-uh this girl wants a girl!


My plan is to use the secret to get it! Me, Sarah, and Alisa tried to watch the movie, The Secret, but I don't think wine and that movie mix very well. Especially when you mix in the impromptu American Idol contest. I'm rereading it and I really think it's going to work!

What Is The Secret I do like this book, but I'm joking...well kind of.





Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Preschool vs. Daycare vs. My care

Okay, so here's the preschool issue. I'm tired of people asking me which preschool I'm sending my 3 year old to. I don't judge other moms, in fact most of my close friends put their kids in daycare or preschool. But I'm just saying for me and my kids I'm not doing it!

Pat and I have this discussion b/c he thinks maybe Bo needs a little extra discipline when he's being stubborn, strongwilled, etc. I believe these are all the things Bo needs to be right now and he's just learning autonomy. I simply don't think kids "need" preschool. Whatever happened to hanging out with mom and the family until kindergarten? That's what I did!



Anyway, I don't want to anger any of the 2 other people that read this, like I said, to each his/her own. I'm just sick of having to justify why my 3 year old hasn't already started school and why I don't have my 2 year old on the waiting list!



I love Dr. Laura! I should be a better follower of hers, but here she is to back me up on this:



Sadly, the past 50 years have seen a huge increase in families who put kids in pre-school: from 16% to 70%! In addition to being separated from parents way too early, the problem is that fourth-grade reading, science, and math scores on the National Assessment of Educational Progress (NAEP) haven’t gone up since the early 1970’s. Hmmm.
For decades, I’ve read the studies about Head Start. Those studies indicate an immediate gain on IQ tests and other cognitive measures, but show that in later years, those scores become indistinguishable from non-Head Start kids.

Why the heck is there such determination to take small children away from their homes and mothers, and put them in an institutionalized setting, which does not add to their lives, but actually subtracts from them? A 2005 study from Stanford University and the University of California, Berkeley (neither of which is known as a conservative institution) found that kindergartners with 15 or more hours of preschool every week were less motivated and more aggressive in class than other kids.

In Canada, the C.D. Howe Institute found a higher incidence of anxiety, hyperactivity, and poor social skills among kids in Quebec after the introduction of universal preschool.
As you might imagine, the only preschool programs that seem to do more good than harm are targeted at children who come from extremely poor families (often those with neglectful and/or addicted parents). Even so, the return (adult crime, earnings, wealth and welfare dependence) were much smaller (16 cents for every dollar spent) than Obama’s notion of a $10 return. Universal preschool programs in Oklahoma, Georgia and Tennessee (2006, Education Week analysis) find no statistical difference in the performance of preschool and non-preschool students on any subject after the first grade.

Enough with the government intruding on parents’ abilities to make educational choices for their children by guilt or mandate, without any substantiation that there is a positive benefit. Common sense should tell you that small children are best served by a loving mommy.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Jamison Potty Training Week: Day 1






I don't think I need to say anything else about Day 1!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

My Inspiration!

So, the deal with me and pregnancy is that although I appear to physically pull it off without a hitch, I emotionally visit what I like to call "The Dark Place" on and off for 40 weeks. It's during these bad times that make me think of my girl friends, because sorry Patrick, sometimes a girl just needs to talk to a girl! I don't have any close girlfriends up here in our new location, so my new love...addiction led me to search out the important girlfriends that have been in my life and unfortunately I'm no longer in contact with.

I got in touch with Lisa White (love her!) and asked her about Jenny Gonzales. She gave me Jenny's blog link and immediately I went right to it and read the whole blog from start to finish.
First of all, she inspired me to write my own blog b/c I thought it was just what I needed to keep track of the day to day and to keep a journal without actually having to pick up a pen (or find one amidst all the toys in the house!) But most importantly, reading that blog inspired me to be happy and live and love better!!! Jenny is married to the most adorable guy named Matt. He has Cystic Fibrosis. I remember sitting in Jenny's backyard many moons ago when she and Matt had just started dating and her explaining to me what CF is and that it is a fatal disease with the average lifespan being late 30's. I asked her, "Well then what future do you really see with this guy?" Knowing that she would most likely outlive him by many years, Jenny told me that all she wanted was to spend every moment she had with him and to have his baby so she could carry on his name. True love or what??

Fast forward 8 or so years...they are happily married and have the most precious little twin boys I have ever seen! Her positive outlook and attitude make me tune in to her blog every day just to see what I can learn from her. She makes me want to be a better wife to my husband and appreciate my wonderful family more.

Thanks for pulling me out of the dark place girl!

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

I need POTTY POWER!


okay, so here's the situation of the day: My oldest son, Bo turned 3 at the end of October, 08. He is still wearing a diaper and showing no sign of wanting to use that #*!!* potty. We bought the one that sings to him, the one that says, "good job" in English AND Spanish, and bribed him with marbles, chocolate, and his very own baby elephant. Nothing has worked. It's not really that I'm concerned that he'll NEVER do it, and I don't want to push him into anything he's not ready for, but come on...I'm having a 4th little monster in 5 months and I DO NOT want to be changing 4 diapers at once!!!

Also, it's getting pretty dang expensive buying diapers for three kids and I think Al Gore is in the process of filming another documentary about how our family alone is destroying the environment with all of our wastes! The only good thing is that we can still sneak the child into Disneyland for free. We just say, "Of course he's not 3 yet...how many 3 1/2 year olds do you know still wearing diapers?" Also, I think the neighbors are starting to talk!

So, if any of the 4 women reading this has any ideas on what I should do...PLEASE HELP!!!

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Superbowl Sunday!!


Okay, so it's the 1st day of February and it happens to be Superbowl Sunday. This is perfect, because my New Year's resolution this year is to educate myself more on a subject my husband is extremely interested in...the NFL. Truthfully, I'm more interested in the food eaten at the games rather than the actual game, so I learn a few names of the players on the upcoming games, and then get serious about gametime recipes.

Here is the Superbowl MVP of our gameday spread:


BUFFALO CHICKEN RANCH DIP (delicious!)

8oz. Cream Cheese
1/2 cup ranch dressing
1/2 buffalo sauce (found by the hot sauce)
1/2 mozzarella cheese
2 cans of chunk chicken breast

**Just stir it all up and bake at 350 for 20 minutes and you're in business!

Thanks for playin!!!