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Kinda Lame-o

Monday, July 13th, 2009

So our weekend was a little bit restful, but mostly just lame-o.  We watched a couple of movies and some TV, took naps (Camper took a nap from about 10am til 12pm on Saturday, lovely) and did a wee bit of cleaning.  The thing about not spending lots of money is that it takes some effort to entertain yourself.  If you feel too tired or lack the enthusiasm to figure it out, you end up doing nothing.  Among our biggest “lame” things of this past weekend was a trip to Wendy’s.  Yes.  We went OUT to eat, and it was a huge mistake. All I really wanted was something fun to do- a la try and give Camper brain freeze by giving him his first bites of Frosty.  We ended up eating dinner there, which turned out to be pretty gross, actually…and too expensive…and then I spilled my drink all over me (chilly) and they forgot to give us our Frosty altogether.  Totally and completely not worth it.  But was the money worth the lesson?

Camper is now crawling all over the place, pulling himself up on everything and getting into every crevice he can find.  While this is not lame at all, it IS pretty exhausting, and I find myself wishing that he’d get ahold of himself and stop landing on his head.  Poor kid.  Clumsy one.  Right now he’s smiling at the sun shining through his clear green bouncy ball.  When he’s not cranky and teething, he is in love with life.  It’s kind of nice to watch.

Just now I caught Bubb’s hightailing it around the back of the couch escaping into the other room.  I went to get him (one of his legs was out of his PJs, and he was trailing the empty leg behind him.  One legg-ed Camper kid) and set him back in the living room. Then I went to get something to block up the escape route, and by the time I came back (TWO SECONDS) he had pulled himself up on the couch and grabbed this here laptop.  Oh my.

Last night John and I missed our finance meeting, so I have nothing to report until we get to it later today.  I think we both spaced it, probably had something to do with our son who was HYSTERICAL for about an hour.  I’m not really sure why, I think it’s exhaustion, but every once in awhile lately he loses it…screaming and sobbing and whatnot.  John and I took turns rocking him and singing to him, but he acted like something was biting him.  He finally went to sleep and John and I were both so exhausted we ate dinner and then went to bed ourselves.

Another thing I haven’t blogged about yet (mostly because I hoped it would pass quicker than I could blog it) is the fact that Camper no longer sleeps through the night.  We had a few good weeks, but ever since his last doctor’s appointment when she said, “He may start waking up at night to play” he started waking up again.  Here’s the thing, he doesn’t want to play.  She specifically said that as he gets older he’ll wake up and want to hang out with us for a little while.  But he is in no way interested in us, he just wants food.  He’ll make a few noises that escalate into full on screams if I don’t go get him and feed him.  He’ll eat a bottle and go right back to sleep.  Once again, it’s the only time he’ll down an entire bottle in just a couple minutes, and then he wants right back into his crib and get more sleep.  He’s sleeping from 7pm to 6:30am, waking around 11pm and then again around3am.  There is some variation in there, but you get the idea.  His waking also coincides with the advent of his crawling.  My personal opinion is that he is using more energy and simply gets hungry.  So I guess until I can figure out how to feed him enough that he feels full all night long, he’ll continue to wake up.  I won’t let him cry if he seems hungry, I just won’t.

So as for now, it’s a couple late-night feedings for us again.  Less sleep all around.

Fun times.

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Peace and Post Itchy

Sunday, May 3rd, 2009

This weekend was a peaceful one for me.  John and I finally got to go to the temple, which I haven’t done since before I was sick and pregnant.  For about a year now I haven’t been able to go anywhere with ease, especially places that required me to sit for long periods of time without easy access to a bathroom.  It might have even been almost a year for me since I went to the temple, the last time I wrote about it was last May.  That is crazy. For me, going to the temple is a very important part of faith- as I don’t always feel the peace I need to at our regular, local church meetings.  There is something in the busy, people-planned nature of our meeting each Sunday that makes it personal, personable, and too hectic to really feel peace at times.  But the temple is only peace.  I go there and leave everything else outside, and I feel like I really understand that I am a daughter of God.  It’s a good, centering experience.

That said, getting to the temple wasn’t a centering exprience.  We relied on Cynthia, who decided to take us into the very middle of Boston (as in, “Hello, Big Dig”(is that still going on?)) and all around East Jibippi before we finally realized that she needed more precise coordinates to find the Temple.  As we drove around neighborhoods and back streets, I really thought I was going to throw her out the window.  It was especially funny when she said, “Arriving at destination on right” as we pulled up to some boating store.  I was all, “Well, maybe it’s…no.  It’s not behind the boating store.” WRONG DESTINATION CYNTHIA.   Seriously, lots of Dunkin Donuts in Boston.  Lots of them.  When we got into a town where I know a blogger-friend lives, I thought about knocking on doors til I found her to 1) introduce myself and 2) see if she’d direct me to the temple.  And because it seemed to make about as much sense as listening to Cynthia.  In the end, the iPhone saved us.  And John gloated.

We also accidentally found and REI on our trip, which was AWESOME because we got a dividend (= free money) that we wanted to spend.  I ended up getting a new bag for our trip out west for practically nothing after the dividend and a membership discount- and although I feel like I’m always posting: hey look what I got! (Cause I am, and I should stop, but it’s COUPONS yo.  AND DISCOUNTS.  and SMART SHOPPING.  I know I need to stop) I am going to show you anyway.

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Yay!  I’m using it as a diaper bag right now, cause although I love the one my Mom bought me before Camper was born, it’s not the best airplane option.  So I think I’ll give this one a spin for awhile, and maybe getting around to washing my Birdie one, so that I take good care of it.

Yeah, I like figuring out ways to get free stuff.  It’s kind of fun.  I was telling John that the weeks I don’t have coupons or dividends or points on the credit card or credits anywhere to get good deals, I end up just going to Price Chopper and getting buy 1 get 2 free English Muffins.  Because it just feels thrifty.

But anyway, yes.  I feel better about life this weekend.  I feel like with added peace the temple brings, we can be more patient in the job search, still hoping to find something to get us through school that doesn’t require John to work nights, more patient in waiting to figure out where I’ll go to school, more patient all around.  Other situations were resolved, as well, and now that I feel free of the pressure to be friends with someone when I just can’t, I feel free to be friend-LY.  I feel relief because I now know that someone won’t require of me more than I can give.

It’s funny, I didn’t update yesterday and ever since I got home last night I’ve felt all post-itchy.  Gotta post.  Gotta post.  Gotta post.  I think I may rely on you too much, internet.

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In which I want to kick myself in the head.

Sunday, April 26th, 2009

I’ve borrowed my blog-naming convention from Hola Isabel today, because ever since I started reading her I’ve always have about a thousand blog titles starting with “in which” running through my head.  I rarely succumb to the temptation to post one, but this just seemed fitting.

So let’s just start with the fact that yesterday was a very good/very bad day.  It was very good in the way that my husband stayed awake to take me and the Bubbs to Albany to do our Saturday shopping.  In case I’ve never told you, I live in the boonies.  Well, not really.  But boony enough that we don’t have a  Borders, a Super Walmart, a Babies R Us, a Target with actual selection, an Apple Store, a Costco, the list goes on and on.  So after Camper’s morning nap, we packed ourselves up and went to Albany.  The mall there was really nice (except for the domestic dispute outside as we were leaving, and just two days ago I was talking about how the Bubbs had never heard real, angry yelling, and how I’d like to keep it that way.  Well he’s heard the F-word now.  About 400 times) and it was a gorgeous day, 90 degrees!  John and I wandered around, got some things off our list of things we needed to get, some things not on our list, and just enjoyed being together.  Bonus: They had an Arby’s.  I used to hate Arby’s, but have you ever tried their Club Sandwich?  Very yum.

We ran by Target, at which we took a cue from TurleyBensen and found ourselves a nice, cozy dog bed for Bubbs for the flight to Utah.  He actually seemed to dig it.  Some people gave us weird looks when we ran through her “choosing routine” of grabbing the beds and trying them out in the office chair section.  But hey.  You gotta do what you gotta do.

Then we went to the Super Walmart.  SUPER WALMART.  I was just running in to grab some lightbulbs, baby gas medicine, etc. Boring, I know, but sometimes a change of scenery is more important than doing anything out of the ordinary.  As I walked into the store, I realized that I was out of my league.  This store had an elevator.  An escalator.  AND A CART ESCALATOR.  I took a picture with my cellphone, trying to appear all noncholant, like, “No, I’m not a hick taking a picture of this escalator designed specifically for carts.”  I felt overwhelmed by the whole thing, but think I might want to try it again one day.  Maybe…

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Yes.  That’s my cart.

Sometime after the Super Walmart and before the Babies R Us (looking for travel bottles, didn’t find any) Camper became DONE.  Turns out, he was just starting to feel the discomfort of what I’d like to call…NOT POOPING.  He didn’t eat a whole lot, and even my best efforts to get him to take some water (because it was so hot) were failing.  When we finally got home, he took the opportunity to tell us how uncomfortable he really was.  For hours.  Poor kid.  He was overheated and had gassy cramps, never a good combo.  Especially because the only thing that helps the gassy cramps is the heating pad. Then, he had his first encounter with a hot light bulb.  Nothing serious, just scary and uncomfortable and sad.  He grabbed it while John was trying to open the window, and I think we felt worse about it than he did, poor kid.  As I said before, things are bound to happen.

We had our friends Amy and Sean over to visit late in the evening, and Camper just sat on Amy’s lap, practically comatose like, “I just can’t sleep until I poo…..” He was a willing visitor though, and has ALWAYS loved Amy for some reason.  He cuddles her just like he does family.  They are moving soon, and we are really really sad to see them go.  At least we had some pie, right?  (Oh yeah Mom, we ate one of your pies.)

So cut to the late evening/early morning hours, during which Camper slept, woke up, and finally…pooed.  He stilled seemed…off…so we stayed home from church today to let him rest a bit.  He’s had a wee fever, on and off, and just seems rather unhappy with everything.  Being held, not being held, sleeping eating, everything’s a chore.  John put the air conditioner in his room before he went to bed this afternoon, and Bubbs and I laid on the floor and looked at books and played with toys for an hour or so just cooling off.

So, on to the real reason I want to kick myself in the head.  We finally let him cry it out today.  It’s gotten to the point that he’s unhappy being rocked to sleep, unhappy being laid down, unhappy in general.  Once he’s sleeping he’s ace…but getting him there is DIFFICULT.  The kid desperately needs to learn how to calm himself down and relax.  So…it took 25 minutes.  25 minutes of non-hysterical but still unpleasant screaming this morning to get him down for a good, 1.5 hour nap.  It helped that John was there telling me, “Don’t worry.  Just wait, he’ll fall asleep.”  And he did, he was just fine.  Even woke up smiley.  So cut to this afternoon’s nap.  I changed his diaper, sang him 1 song, kissed him, laid him down, and left the room.

He talked to himself for 15 minutes and then passed out.  No crying whatsoever.  I swear he even flashed me a little smile as I left the room.

Seriously?  Two weeks of rapidly decreasing sleep behavior…and then 25 minutes of cry it out and then he’s super napper?  We shall see people.  We shall see.

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Tired

Saturday, March 21st, 2009

It’s almost Sunday. The weekend has gone by really, really fast for me. Perhaps it’s because the weekend is really the only time I get to hang out with John for any length of time. Bubby must feel the same way, because although his new schedule has included sleeping a lot more at night, last night he decided sleeping wasn’t as fun as it used to be. He woke up quite a bit just to hang. Luckily his Dad wasn’t tired, they hung out, and I got to sleep :)

Today we did some work around the house, I went for a walk with me mum, grabbed a yummy grinder (15 points, but well worth every single one!), and I did my toes and eyebrows. Makes me feel like a real person. Why is it, I wonder, that I only have two speeds when it comes to my eyebrows? Completely groomed or, “What? I have eyebrows? Ouch…actually, now it’s an eyebrow…” John says he doesn’t notice, but he can count. So I don’t believe him.

I’m tired and think I’m going to head towards bed. With some water. Cause I ate all my points already today.

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Life is Pretty Easy When Your Best Friend is a Bookcase

Saturday, November 15th, 2008

I woke up rather early today, as most days…because of my beautiful baby boy and his feeding habits.  For all those who are interested, we took him for his 2 month appointment yesterday.  He weighs 12 lbs. 2 oz., and is 24 inches long.  When he was born he was 8 lbs. 11 oz. and 21 inches long.  I was pretty proud of him! The doctor also gave him some medicine for GERD.  Hopefully that makes feeding time easier.  We also switched to sensitive formula with some improvement, but I’d like him to be able to eat regular formula again.  Maybe with the medicine he can.  It was so sweet, he was fussing yesterday in the car while we waited for John to finish an appointment. I took him out of his car seat and snuggled him up to me and he fell asleep.  After a couple of minutes he opened his eyes and looked at me, broke out into a huge smile and then burrowed back down and went back to sleep.  Broke my heart wide open.  I love this little guy.

Last night I went and got my hair cut with the fabulous Kelly.  I am so sorry to be leaving her to move out east.  This time I got more of a layered bob…perhaps I’ll do it tomorrow for church and take a picture to show you.  Afterwards we stopped by a couple places then came home, made some hotwings and watched Kung Fu Panda (for the second time, there is no charge for awesomeness) with Jonathan.  Camper, once again, kept us up til about 2 or 3…I think we’re going to stay around home this evening and try to get him to bed REALLY early and take advantage of his evening napping to see if we can get him down and comfy for the night.  With the medicine keeping the acid out of his throat maybe he’ll actually stay asleep, poor kiddo.

So yes, after getting up and chillin’ with my baby (and his best friend the bookcase, he loves looking at one specific bookcase.  Often it’s the first thing he smiles at every morning) this morning I went to work out at Curves.  I have mixed feelings about Curves gym.  I like that it’s all women, I like that it’s a circuit, I enjoy that I don’t have to think about what to do or how long to do it for.  I dislike that it’s easy to cheat, and that the workout isn’t always incredibly challenging, and that they are always trying to get you to buy stuff or upgrade or…well, buy stuff.  The one out east didn’t seem to be that way, so who knows what makes the difference.  Regardless, though, it is something I can do (read: fit into my day) that will help strengthen my muscles again and help me start to lose the baby weight.  I feel so weak, it’s sad, so I’m looking forward to getting stronger.

So yes.  Now I’ve just got some paperwork to fill out (insurance stuff, passport stuff, all kinds of stuff) and John wants to go get a haircut.  So I think we’ll pack our baby up and go out for a bit.  We got Camper’s picture taken for his passport yesterday, haha.  My Mom called while we were at Costco and said, “Why are you getting him a passport?”  Well, why not?  Right?  And now all of our passports will need renewing at the same time as I’m changing my name on mine, John is renewing his, and Camper is getting one for the first time.  I guess we’ll wait 10 years for another baby so that we can keep the whole family on the same rotation.  Haha.  Somehow I don’t think that would sit right with ANY grandparents.

Here’s a cute shot of our Camper and his SECOND best friend, Bubba Bear.

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Weekend

Saturday, October 25th, 2008

Because the boogie post seemed to get quite a lot of attention I thought I’d catch you all up.  Camper woke up this morning with the right nostril clear…left still encumbered.  So it leads one to wonder…where did that booger go?  Moving on.

This weekend has been good in some ways, bad in others.  Not BAD really, just difficult.  Friday after John got back from class we ended up going to Park City, which I LOVE.  We had to decide between going to the area with all the little touristy shops or the outlets…and we ended up at the outlets.  It was nice to walk around, Camper slept soundly in his stroller and there weren’t too many people there.  We didn’t want to spend money…but we did.  We got Camper a few long-sleeved onesies, another warm bodysuit for when we drive out to New England and live through winter in the coldest place EVER…a hat, which is freaking CUTE, and assorted other thises and thats.  We wandered our little family into Banana Republic, which we love and generally can’t afford, and found a sweater for John that we LOVE and a sweater for me that we LOVE…and they were on SUPER SALE.  We ended up getting two each, because how can you walk away from a perfect piece of clothing in a store you love and can hardly ever afford.  We also ended up with a scarf (for John) some gloves (for me) and I’m sure there was something else.

OH YEAH.

On the away home we were inspired…we needed a little bit of fun and there was only one thing we could think of.  KARAOKE REVOLUTION.  We then went home and sang the night away.  Camper had super fun listening to us butcher famous pop songs.  My personal best was “Can’t Hurry Love,” and John rocked “Tainted Love.”  Does that say something about us?  I halfway can’t wait to get back home to see my parents try it out.  Good times.

Last night was rough.  As in the no sleeping type of tough.  As in, when Camper got his 1am feeding and laid down, instead of staying asleep like he has so many times before, he woke up and freaked out all night.  Let’s hope for a better one tonight.  For shiz, a much, much better one.

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The Weekend Ends

Sunday, August 24th, 2008

The weekend is dying down. It’s another one of those Sunday afternoons that I can’t really remember what it was that I’ve been doing for the last couple of days…

Friday was work and then we all stopped by my friend’s wedding reception to give our congratulations. It was just up the canyon, so we stopped in, said hi, had a brownie, and high tailed it back down. I can’t believe last summer it was me standing in a reception line thanking everyone for coming to see us. From receiving line to receiving blanket in one year. I’d say we don’t waste any time.

Saturday was pretty restful. We went and saw Alicia, Chad, and new baby Spencer. Spencer is such a cutie- 7lbs. and 7 oz. I can’t believe 7 lbs. can look so small. He seems like a pretty laid back baby. You know, most newborns are until they figure out the hunger situation and learn that crying gets people’s attention. Holding him made me want Camper on the outside even more- it’s so close to time. I’m anxious to hold him and wrap him and feed him, and see if with him on the outside this pain in my back goes away…But mostly just to hold him. It was funny during church today- John poked him and Camper poked back. They’re already playing around.

So yes…there was church today, more time checking up on Alicia and family, and then a nap. Hmmm…re reading this post I think I might be boring…but I HAVE been reading a lot more lately! Of the books I’ve really enjoyed there was The Beekeeper’s Apprentice, by Laure R. King. I didn’t think I’d like it at all, it’s kind of a mystery/coming of age type novel complete with Sherlock Holmes and kidnappings, etc. I really liked it though- and it’s a series- so perhaps I’ll have to pick up the rest. Then The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. (What’s with the bee theme?) I can’t believe I had never read that one before. Sad, but real. Then there was Little Men, Louisa May Alcott. It was really sweet to read, but one of those things that you can only take so much of before the sheer goodness of the characters starts to make you feel depressed. I’m kind of excited, because we started a book club at work, and the first one we chose was My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult. I really wanted to start something with the girls at work so that after the baby comes I still have an excuse to see them and get out a bit- maybe even a deadline of something to read. So I’m in the middle of that one, which seems a little weighty, perhaps. But good. And then last night I started reading Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged again. I meant to lend it to a friend, but when I got it out I wanted to remember what makes me so mad at it and still like it so much at the same time. So I guess if my posts seem a little low-action, it’s because most days if I’m not at work or taking a swim with John or my Mom, I’m laying in bed or in my chair and reading something. Here’s to justified laziness as I finish growing my baby :)  But as for now, I’m thinking a little walk around the canyon might be in order before I come back home to resume Sunday restfulness.

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