Monthly Archives: October 2008

I *heart* M

I really have intended to write in this with some regularity, but man is that a challenge with all of the things to do in a day.

My day tends to start around 2:30, and then it starts again around 5:15.

Last night it started around 11pm. And then 2:30 and then again at 5:15.

It was M’s turn with the baby last night, which somehow always results in me getting less sleep than if I had gotten up myself.

Usually its so entertaining when my husband gets up at with the baby, its hard to be upset with him when it results with me waking up too.

There was the time when he turned on the hall light (my side of the bed looks straight into the hall) and left it on while he was up.

Or the time when he noisily slammed the bathroom door, peed like a racehorse and then dropped the toilet-seat onto the porcelain which had me rearing out of bed like I had been shot.

Or the time when he woke me up to ask me if there was a bottle ready in the fridge. Heavens forbid he should look himself!

Really there are far to many “There was the time…” so I won’t bore you with them all. But I am sure they are happening to you too!

Last night wasn’t that bad. V sort of slept through the night.
He woke up screaming…. my poor boo, so in I run to see whats wrong, and he is soaking (SOAKING!!) wet and stink fumes were practically emanating from him. I carried him at arms length to his changing table, laid him down and unsnapped his pj’s.

And what do I find?

What do I see that makes me doubt my husband’s diaper changing skills??

A full on diaper-wedgie!

How on earth is this possible, you ask?? Diapers are practically duct-taped on to children these days! But it is indeed possible if its the middle of the night and you are my husband.
God bless him…

It was almost as if he had laid the diaper gently on top of his peeps (as I term it) and tucked it delicately under his tooter (as I also term it). Nothing was strapped on (teehee). Peeps and tooter were totally exposed! OMG!

So no wonder he was soaked! It was like he went to bed naked!
So the diaper had worked its way straight up there..*sigh*

I love my husband so much, mostly because he makes me laugh…

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Another Pleasant Valley Sunday…

One lovely Sunday morning…

Little peanut let Mummy sleep until 6:30, and is currently having a snooze in his swing.

I have a cup of coffee with soy vanilla creamer in it, I’m watching Pillow Talk and surfing Facebook. So in all, its a great way to start the morning. M is still sleeping, lord knows what time he got home from work last night. The house is nice and quiet.

I wish sometimes that we lived in a more northern climate. As much as its nice to have such lovely sunny hot days down here in the South, with fall firmly here I long for chilly weather and gorgeous maple leaves.
And scarves, gloves and sweaters. And slippers (although my dog has a tendency to attack my feet when I wear them). And necessary cups of tea in the evening. And my duvet. Currently I am lounging around the house in shorts, and yesterday was blisteringly hot and humid. And its October.

It doesn’t get that cold until December or January. It gets cool in the evenings before then, but right proper cold doesn’t hit until well into winter.

My husband is a master of internet surfing, he often sends me links to very ridiculous sites he find…

Here is one of his…. meowmeow

I am not as good as him, but this one is not too shabby….

yay bacon!

and with that, I am off….

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Friday night(s)

Thankfully it’s Saturday.
I am pretty sure that this is the best day of the week.
Currently Friday is the worst, which is odd since it is usually considered the numero uno most awesome day of the week.
Unfortunately for my husband, its not his favorite since he goes from teaching straight to Disney, where he serves in a fancy-smancy restaurant Friday and Saturday nights. So Friday is his worst as its the longest day of his whole week. And it certainly feels like the longest for me too. I rush from work straight home to walk the dog (who is desperately waiting for someone to take him out), and then change quickly and off to my in-laws who are oh-so-nice and pick up V from daycare. And I visit with them, and then head back home to feed the darling boy and try and pay some attention to the poor dog. Poor dog who was so recently the number one child in our family and has now been demoted to a very low 2 (poor thing).

Perhaps I should start at the beginning of the day when I am up around 4 or 5, depending on the day. Or sometimes 3:30…. that doesn’t just apply to Fridays though, its everyday. Even when M gets up with him, I still wake up. I think that just goes with the mummy territory though
Friday nights when I have put V to bed and am unwinding by washing a million baby bottles are so nice. Even with the never-ending washing. Really its just the thought of 2 straight uninterrupted days with my darling son that makes it so wonderful.

This weekend is even better!
Not only is it Thanksgiving (for us Canadians that is…) but I took Monday off.
Tomorrow I am attempting to cook dinner for my family (which hopefully will be edible), and Monday I have an extra day with Captain Adorable. Which will be wonderful even though he is going to the doctor AND getting shots. I am dying of curiosity to find out how much he weighs. Currently he is a huge sac-o-potatoes…

must sleep in preparation for monster dinner tomorrow…

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I am going bald

Currently this is at the top of my list….

I really wish that I would stop loosing my hair.

I had lush, thick gorgeous hair during pregnancy, which comes with the territory. And post-delivery, it was still there.
But lately I have noticed its falling out. And not just a little, a huge amount.

And the only reason I am thinking about this is I just took a shower. And while I was washing and rinsing my hair (while I was thinking about how nice my body-wash smelt and enjoying what little time alone I now have–a shower is now like a nap to me) I noticed huge clumps knotted around my fingers. Watching it drift towards the drain was disturbing (as is the image of my hair in the bottom of the tub, I am sure). There was so much hair it almost looked like a small animal. And my hair is curly, so it was like a small curly-haired animal. Like a baby sheep. Circling the drain…. baby sheep-hair….what on earth am I talking about..

Of course I had noticed this before…. for the last 6 to 8 weeks or so. And by now, the amount of hair of mine that has floated down into the Floridian sewers has, I am sure, been the bedding in many a lovely little rat-nest bed, I can’t help but wonder when it will stop.

Because at this current rate of loss, I am sure that I am heading towards baldness at an alarming speed. Like tomorrow.

I know this is part of the post-pregnancy thing, but honestly…. when will it end please god! My imagination cannot handle the thought of all of the rat-beds I am furnishing, nor the idea that I am sending little baby sheep-hair animals to their certain death in the sewers below.

And also I just, plain and simple, don’t like seeing all of the hair. Even though to be honest my hair doesn’t really look all that thinner, but I have had enough of leaving a little trail of curly hairs everywhere I go. Not those hairs, you perv… regardless

I have had enough.
It is time for this hair suicide to end!

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