Playing with new toys!!
our bmx rider
some were smart and stayed in for warmth
the ball drops and kisses follow
Lets take this party outside...
Sean made an "A" for me :)
Lillian in her cute red coat
Happy New Years!!!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
"Ding!" Im done already!
Date of Occurrence: Thursday November 4, 2011
This little one is stubborn.
A few days ago I had a moment and then late towards the hours of 10pm I started to get some strong contractions. Let me just say now that they were coming more and stronger however, I was still able to move and talk.(which should have been a dead give away) But this is me here, an elephant, desperate, jogging in my own house in the early hours, angry ma ma bear! I just want her out! I will do WHATEVER it takes! and then on the other hand I also want her to come when she is ready.(when in the back of my head im secretly willing her to come out)
So its now 12am. There I try to remain calm and lie down in my bed. Sean is already asleep and I don't want to disturb him with my painful moans. I start to count sheep in my head trying to pass the pain and succeed to Sleepland. Of course, @ 2am i am woken by the (now getting stronger) contractions. Thought it was amazing i slept through anything at all.
Iroll over like a tub of lard throw myself out of bed, alert and feeling the pressure(double meaning), I just start chucking all my needed belongings into a night bag. Mental noted: "don't forget your make up bag like you did with the 1st child". Just kinda kept walking the house and 3 am comes. Call the on-call doctor and let him know what was going on. He said if I felt like it was time that I could come in. I took those words and ran with them! (Remember, this is me, a desperate cow ready to birth her calf)
Called up Nancy and told her it was time. She packed up and was at our house close to 4am. I remember her coming through the front door and shooting me questioning looks like "You're in labor? really?"
I ignored them cause I was just hoping so badly that this was it even if that meant i wouldn't have her till that night.
So there we are, He: getting the car packed to the rim with everything a prego ever needed in a hospital. Her: ever so elated for this day to have finally come and eagerly breathing through the pain. Before this point I had already taken the liberty to call my mother to let her know of the situation.(in case she wanted to come to the birth i guess.) And now I felt like every piece was in place...all I lack now is a baby..."Oh Please, Father, let this be it!"
As were driving to the Hospital in the dark cold hours of winter's morning, I held Sean's big plastic cup in my hand containing ice chunks for me to nibble on. We held hands. It was a nice drive...almost too nice. It was then that I had a flicker of a thought that this might not be it. But i swiftly pushed that thought aside and prayed to the Father that she would come today and told my body "keep em' comin'!" It came to my realization that the contractions were getting further and further apart while being less painful. But I had already convinced myself that even if she wasn't coming during the day...she'll surely be here by night. So I allowed Sean to think we were still having this baby today. We went through all the motions: sat and registered in, got ourselves a curtain room, got into a gown, strapped monitors onto my belly, and waited out the contractions. But as we waited... the contractions were still present and some were definitely stronger than others.... so we very well could be having this baby today...it was kinda up in the air at this point.
They wheeled me into a different room because the one we were put in didn't have a working computer. I didnt like this room-it had no window and it was half the size of the first, and the lighting made me feel uneasy...i didn't like it one bit. The nurse comes in and gets some info from us and starts the monitoring process. After 45 minutes she comes back in. She and I kinda already know what shes about to say. But I swallowed in hopes that something...just maybe something would have caught her attention and that i needed to stay and continued to be monitored. But it was inevitable. The contractions were undeniably there but they were decreasing in time and strength. I watched the monitor tell of my fate with the hills getting smaller and smaller. she shrugged and said it just wasn't enough. Perhaps waiting it out at home was a better option.
I looked over at Sean with pending tears in my eyes and a hard lump manifesting in my throat as the nurse left the room to dismiss us. I didn't want to fathom that right now just wasn't the time, let alone the day for Her arrival. It just sucks! Not only are you physically preparing for a little human to come into this world but you are also mentally preparing yourself to see that new baby in your arms. And to know that that reality was no more, it put quite a damper in my spirits.
I remember us pulling out of the hospital, turning at the light and getting onto the freeway heading with my head hung low, with no baby to show, back home. Sean tried to give me words of love and hope and I thank him for that but it just was fact and now i had to force myself to rewind. Rewind back to the pregnant women who sticks out-to-here and its just us three. The fact: no baby coming today, because by the time we reached home, the contractions were no more.
So, in the end, it was all a "false alarm"
This little one is stubborn.
A few days ago I had a moment and then late towards the hours of 10pm I started to get some strong contractions. Let me just say now that they were coming more and stronger however, I was still able to move and talk.(which should have been a dead give away) But this is me here, an elephant, desperate, jogging in my own house in the early hours, angry ma ma bear! I just want her out! I will do WHATEVER it takes! and then on the other hand I also want her to come when she is ready.(when in the back of my head im secretly willing her to come out)
So its now 12am. There I try to remain calm and lie down in my bed. Sean is already asleep and I don't want to disturb him with my painful moans. I start to count sheep in my head trying to pass the pain and succeed to Sleepland. Of course, @ 2am i am woken by the (now getting stronger) contractions. Thought it was amazing i slept through anything at all.
I
Called up Nancy and told her it was time. She packed up and was at our house close to 4am. I remember her coming through the front door and shooting me questioning looks like "You're in labor? really?"
I ignored them cause I was just hoping so badly that this was it even if that meant i wouldn't have her till that night.
So there we are, He: getting the car packed to the rim with everything a prego ever needed in a hospital. Her: ever so elated for this day to have finally come and eagerly breathing through the pain. Before this point I had already taken the liberty to call my mother to let her know of the situation.(in case she wanted to come to the birth i guess.) And now I felt like every piece was in place...all I lack now is a baby..."Oh Please, Father, let this be it!"
As were driving to the Hospital in the dark cold hours of winter's morning, I held Sean's big plastic cup in my hand containing ice chunks for me to nibble on. We held hands. It was a nice drive...almost too nice. It was then that I had a flicker of a thought that this might not be it. But i swiftly pushed that thought aside and prayed to the Father that she would come today and told my body "keep em' comin'!" It came to my realization that the contractions were getting further and further apart while being less painful. But I had already convinced myself that even if she wasn't coming during the day...she'll surely be here by night. So I allowed Sean to think we were still having this baby today. We went through all the motions: sat and registered in, got ourselves a curtain room, got into a gown, strapped monitors onto my belly, and waited out the contractions. But as we waited... the contractions were still present and some were definitely stronger than others.... so we very well could be having this baby today...it was kinda up in the air at this point.
They wheeled me into a different room because the one we were put in didn't have a working computer. I didnt like this room-it had no window and it was half the size of the first, and the lighting made me feel uneasy...i didn't like it one bit. The nurse comes in and gets some info from us and starts the monitoring process. After 45 minutes she comes back in. She and I kinda already know what shes about to say. But I swallowed in hopes that something...just maybe something would have caught her attention and that i needed to stay and continued to be monitored. But it was inevitable. The contractions were undeniably there but they were decreasing in time and strength. I watched the monitor tell of my fate with the hills getting smaller and smaller. she shrugged and said it just wasn't enough. Perhaps waiting it out at home was a better option.
I looked over at Sean with pending tears in my eyes and a hard lump manifesting in my throat as the nurse left the room to dismiss us. I didn't want to fathom that right now just wasn't the time, let alone the day for Her arrival. It just sucks! Not only are you physically preparing for a little human to come into this world but you are also mentally preparing yourself to see that new baby in your arms. And to know that that reality was no more, it put quite a damper in my spirits.
I remember us pulling out of the hospital, turning at the light and getting onto the freeway heading with my head hung low, with no baby to show, back home. Sean tried to give me words of love and hope and I thank him for that but it just was fact and now i had to force myself to rewind. Rewind back to the pregnant women who sticks out-to-here and its just us three. The fact: no baby coming today, because by the time we reached home, the contractions were no more.
So, in the end, it was all a "false alarm"
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
A last minute shabby chic approach
A. Bought sturdy bookshelf on Craigslist:$20
B. Sanded top and distressed parts
C. Pecan stained top
D. Stained exposed wood and all-over rub.
E. Antiqued, dinked, and distressed. Done!
F. Applied flat Clear coat All over
Okay, now Done!
For baby's room.
Monday, October 25, 2010
38 Weeks and still chuggin' along
(you can almost feel the excitement in my eyes that i've lasted this long!) :o/
-some changes "down under"
- increased dreams of delivery
-feeling the need(more than ever) to get the baby's room done
-belly feels droopy
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Saturday at the Zoo
Went to "Boo at the Zoo" with Rachel and Rob and Nancy. We are thankful for the free passes provided by R&R (aka. Rachel & Rob). Weather was cool and lazy. M had her share of fun. Daddy had his fair share of pushing.(me). And I had my fair share of sitting and being carted around.(who you kidding?! A preggo @ 38 weeks, trekking around the zoo, for 4 HOURS! ForGet iT!!!)
I'll be brief...but I'll tell you the good parts...
Men and their Chit, chat.
Ah, mother and child side by side.lol .nice to be the one pushed around
Family Photo
"Im bloated,...too much pizza!"
Waiting in line for a cool, refreshing, expensive Icee
They eat pumpkins...................................................................We drink Icee's
But who doesn't like the teeny-faced monkey?!?!?!
A brief intermission (potty break) but for Daddy it was Cart #22
I thought the backdrop was cute and fun...so what the heck! we took a pic
...and while in the Village we spotted some peacocks
...Or perhaps they spotted us...
...Grandma Nancy...
A pretty funny inside joke while looking at this scene of long-horned bulls. The first Bull was hesitant to cross the stream hence, causing a "traffic Jam". We kept making up all kinds of commentary....Like:
"Hey, you blockhead, you're holding up the line!!"
and
" Beep, Beep!"
Way upon the Hill stood Mr. Giraffe..just soaking the scene
The Fairest One of All
Boy, these prairie dogs were funny. So tubby yet so cute, aint nothing like this on Nature
....The End....
I'll be brief...but I'll tell you the good parts...
Family Photo
See, I told you it was a beautiful day
Grandma & M lookin @ the eagles
"Finally! Im free!...c'mon, I'll show you the way"
Petting Zoo
She is teeter-tottering on the idea of liking it or not
Waiting in line for a cool, refreshing, expensive Icee
They eat pumpkins...................................................................We drink Icee's
you ask..."was the 15 minute wait to see the Koala's worth it???" nah, not really.
But who doesn't like the teeny-faced monkey?!?!?!
A brief intermission (potty break) but for Daddy it was Cart #22
I thought the backdrop was cute and fun...so what the heck! we took a pic
...and while in the Village we spotted some peacocks
...Or perhaps they spotted us...
...Grandma Nancy...
A pretty funny inside joke while looking at this scene of long-horned bulls. The first Bull was hesitant to cross the stream hence, causing a "traffic Jam". We kept making up all kinds of commentary....Like:
"Hey, you blockhead, you're holding up the line!!"
and
" Beep, Beep!"
Way upon the Hill stood Mr. Giraffe..just soaking the scene
Boy, these prairie dogs were funny. So tubby yet so cute, aint nothing like this on Nature
....The End....
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