We are mere days away from our big move! About 90% of our house is packed and still I feel like I have a million things to do.
Blah blah blah... who cares about my problems?
Cute things the kids have said recently:
* Clark talks in full sentences, uses words like "I" and "my" and "mine," and occasionally busts out with words I didn't know he knew like "princess" (we have zero princess-culture in our house) or "unbuckle." He has amazing manners, says please and thank you, and even says "Bless you, Mommy" when I sneeze (which totally melts my heart). He's very quick to tell you "I don't like that" or "I don't want that." His favorite song is "Barbara Ann" by the Beach Boys. And he has this thing about putting laundry baskets on his head and then, in a staccato, mechanical voice saying, "RO-BOT! RO-BOT! RO-BOT!"
* Henry has been doing awesome, awesome, awesome in school and speech therapy lately. All of a sudden, a bunch of things have just started clicking for him. He's getting really good at following complex directions, and in a matter of weeks he went from recognizing none of the letters of the alphabet by sight to recognizing all of them. BOOM!
* We read a Sleeping Beauty story a few weeks ago and Georgia LOVED it. Now every night when she climbs into bed she says to me, "Mommy! I'm Sleeping Booty!" I know I should probably correct her mistake, but it's so funny and cute to me that I don't say anything. Bad parenting? Maybe. But if she ever needs a cool pirate queen name, she's already one step ahead of the game.
* Elise continues to say something ridiculous every single day. Today's gem was, "Mommy. I don't like to poop. When I poop, my bottom smells like buffaloes."
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Monday, May 13, 2013
Recent Goings On
We're moving soon. I can't believe all of the stuff I have to do. So much stuff. So many kids. So many kids' toys and clothes and beds and winter jackets all the jackets why do we have so many jackets???
To further complicate things, I got a part time job that will start immediately after we move. I haven't worked outside of the home in over three years. Three years, two months, five days and counting. I'm kind of excited. Except for the fact that the only clothes I currently own are sweat pants and t-shirts stained with random collections of bodily fluids. So I guess I should update my wardrobe a bit. Or at least get some nice earrings to distract from the visible straps of the sports bra that I like to wear every day.
I told Elise today that I would be starting a job once we move.
"You'll be working with Daddy?" (Because everyone on the planet who works must go to the same place, right?)
"No, a different place."
"Will there be other mommies?"
"Yeah, actually, there's another mommy there."
"It's called Mummy Tummies?"
"Are you asking if the place I'll be working at is called Mummy Tummies?"
Glassy-eyed stare for about 5 seconds straight. And then, "It was a joke, Mommy."
"Oh, I see. Since there's two mommies there, you wanted to know if we'll be working at a place called Mummy Tummies. That's a good joke, Elise!"
More staring. "Yeah. It was a good one."
Oh, well. Can't win them all.
To further complicate things, I got a part time job that will start immediately after we move. I haven't worked outside of the home in over three years. Three years, two months, five days and counting. I'm kind of excited. Except for the fact that the only clothes I currently own are sweat pants and t-shirts stained with random collections of bodily fluids. So I guess I should update my wardrobe a bit. Or at least get some nice earrings to distract from the visible straps of the sports bra that I like to wear every day.
I told Elise today that I would be starting a job once we move.
"You'll be working with Daddy?" (Because everyone on the planet who works must go to the same place, right?)
"No, a different place."
"Will there be other mommies?"
"Yeah, actually, there's another mommy there."
"It's called Mummy Tummies?"
"Are you asking if the place I'll be working at is called Mummy Tummies?"
Glassy-eyed stare for about 5 seconds straight. And then, "It was a joke, Mommy."
"Oh, I see. Since there's two mommies there, you wanted to know if we'll be working at a place called Mummy Tummies. That's a good joke, Elise!"
More staring. "Yeah. It was a good one."
Oh, well. Can't win them all.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Story of a Surprise Baby
I found out recently that someone I know had a baby. A surprise baby. An "I Didn't Even Know I Was Pregnant" baby.
I'm shocked.
Shocked.
This person was 7 months along when she found out she was pregnant. And then she went into labor early, about a month and a half later.
Can you IMAGINE?
Surprise! You're going to have a baby in less than three months.... Wait! How about you have that baby RIGHT NOW?
The new mommy has some medical issues with her lady parts that precluded her from realizing that something was out of the ordinary. I guess because everything that goes on down there is already out of the ordinary. Plus, she was told that she's probably infertile, so I suppose that a pregnancy wasn't even on her radar as a possibility.
She's not obese or anything. She's curvy, but not fat. I guess she didn't show much. Some people don't. I am NOT one of those people, by the way. But apparently she is.
Crazy.
Anyway, the baby was teeny tiny when it was born-- less than 5 lbs-- but relatively healthy and it went home from the hospital after just a few weeks in the NICU.
The only other person I've ever known to have a pregnancy progress without their knowledge was 4 months along when she found out. And I thought that was bonkers.
Congrats to the new family!
I'm shocked.
Shocked.
This person was 7 months along when she found out she was pregnant. And then she went into labor early, about a month and a half later.
Can you IMAGINE?
Surprise! You're going to have a baby in less than three months.... Wait! How about you have that baby RIGHT NOW?
The new mommy has some medical issues with her lady parts that precluded her from realizing that something was out of the ordinary. I guess because everything that goes on down there is already out of the ordinary. Plus, she was told that she's probably infertile, so I suppose that a pregnancy wasn't even on her radar as a possibility.
She's not obese or anything. She's curvy, but not fat. I guess she didn't show much. Some people don't. I am NOT one of those people, by the way. But apparently she is.
Crazy.
Anyway, the baby was teeny tiny when it was born-- less than 5 lbs-- but relatively healthy and it went home from the hospital after just a few weeks in the NICU.
The only other person I've ever known to have a pregnancy progress without their knowledge was 4 months along when she found out. And I thought that was bonkers.
Congrats to the new family!
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