Wednesday, April 30, 2008
30 weeks!
This week has been much harder on my body. Jono has a cold and wants to be held all the time. I really feel his 20 pounds these days on top of the extra weight I'm already carrying. We have called in the cavalry, though. Our church's women's director and children's director collaborated on an email to lots of families to see if some nice folks want to start taking Jono for some playdates between his naps a couple days a week so that I have more chances to rest while David is at work. If you're in Sugar Land and do not go to Crossbridge (or do and didn't get the email) and want to help, let us know! It's humbling to ask for assistance, and I can get pretty down in the dumps feeling like a bad mom for not being able to keep up with the energy level and activity requirements of my 10 month old, but such is life right now. As Katy reminded me last night, in the grand scheme of things, this will all be over very, very soon.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
(finally!) new belly pictures--29 weeks and general update
cousins!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Can you see them?
Thursday, April 10, 2008
I'm going over to Christina's house today,
What I was doing 10 years ago... I was in college at the University of Texas! Hook 'em Horns! and (if I've counted back correctly) I was living in the Pecos House with 7 other super cool girls, many of whom remain dear friends today.
On my to do list today... Hang out with Christina and baby Joy, do laundry, generally keep the house from getting wrecked my Mr. Destructo.
Snacks I enjoy... diet coke, Valentine's Day conversation hearts, and goldfish crackers. (What? Those things aren't good for the babies?)
Things I would do if I was a billionaire.... I don't know. Finish all the remaining big house projects (floors, foundation, landscaping, etc) in one week while we vacationed somewhere relaxing so I wouldn't have to deal with the mess. Have wonderfulamazingdarling Florie (my housekeeper) come much more often, and hire her a helper so that she doesn't take so long. Hire yard guys. Buy a 2nd washer/dryer since I'm going to have 3 in diapers! Go with David on his business trips to Canada and the Netherlands and hire a nanny to come and help with the child chaos. I could go on and on...
Three bad habits... nail biting, diet coke, and not putting things away when I get the out.
Five places I've lived... Russellville, AR, Nacogdoches, TX, Arlington, TX, Austin, TX, and Sugar Land.
Five jobs I've had... In high school, I worked at a snow cone stand and at a cute little tea room. In college, I worked in after-school care at a large church and at the front desk of my dorm. I've taught at a nice collection of small and not-so-small private Christian schools, and currently am mommying.
Alright, I feel better about my pending play date now. Whew!
Monday, April 7, 2008
Jono plays in the wrap!
Saturday, April 5, 2008
vacuum cleaner trauma
And yes. Tantrums are becoming more and more common. For all sorts of reasons. Oh boy.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
I learned some things about cell phones today.
David's Googling found that the problem could very well be fatal, but we could try the following before giving up:
- Completely remove the battery cover and battery and dry everything thorougly.
- Take a toothbrush (new, if possible, or just very dry) and clean out the little port where you plug the charger.
- Try to "short circuit" the phone and trick it into working by sticking some aluminum foil or a kitchen knife into the same port and wiggling it around.
- Plug in the phone and wiggle the cord in the port a bit.
- Try to make a call with the phone plugged in.
I tried all of the above. It improved significantly. The "car kit" notice went away, and I was able to place calls! I was not, however, able to be heard. David thought that the microphone was likely still wet, and maybe some hairdryer time would help. I tried, to no avail.
We pretty much gave up and left our email conversation with plans to get me a new phone tonight. Then someone on my message board suggested taking all the phone parts apart again and burying them all separately in a bowl of rice to see if they would dry out any further. Figuring it couldn't hurt, I buried the phone in rice for the rest of the day.
David returned from work and mocked me for my rice-drying efforts, removed the phone from its starchy bed, and re-assembled it. Lo and behold! It's alive! It works!
Note to self: tempting though it may be, try *not* to let the baby play with the phone. Rice might not work twice.
And now, not wanting to eat the rice that the slobbered-upon phone spent the day in, I have decided to make a rice sock. Our doula said that one might be nice to have in labor, so it was on my project list anyway. Now's as good a time as any...
