Friday, October 14, 2011

10:14am

8:45 - Husband goes to work. House is somewhat quiet while the girls eat cereal.

8:47 - Drag my pregnant-self into the kitchen to see Sloane covered head-to-toe in cereal and milk. Lovely.

8:50 - Proceed to undress Sloane while Holynd refuses to eat cereal and asks to watch Peppa Pig.

8:55 - Turn on Peppa Pig

8:57 - Return to find Sloane on the kitchen table with Holynd's full bowl of cereal overturned and spilled all over the floor.

9:00 - Clean off Sloane. Clean up cereal mess.

9:02 - Pour myself a bowl of cereal because I can't just have a Diet Pepsi for breakfast. ;)

9:03 - Sloane gets hand caught in the door. Rush to her aid.

9:04 - Holynd gets an apple out of the fridge. Can't complain when she'd rather have an apple over sugary cereal.

9:05 - Sloane is jealous of Holynd's apple. Give Sloane her own apple.

9:06 - Realize that my bowl of cereal has been sitting on the counter and has turned to mush. :(

9:07 - Get new bowl of cereal.

9:09 - Two bites into bowl of cereal and I hear Holynd go in to go potty. "Going Poop!" she yells.

9:11 - Realize I haven't heard toilet flush.

9:12 - Sloane runs in covered in poop, still holding apple.

9:13 - Rush into bathroom to find Holynd sitting on a toilet, covered in poop, crying.

9:15 - Run shower, put both girls in crying.

9:16 - Clean off all laundry, start a load of laundry in washer.

9:18 - Clean toilet and floor.

9:20 - Stop. Have Contraction.

9:25 - Get girls out of shower, now crying because they have to get out of the shower.

9:26 - Sloane is upset because her apple has been thrown away.

9:27 - Give Sloane another apple. Take girls downstairs. Dress them. Brush hair and turn on Nick Jr.

9:35 - Realize cereal is beyond mush now. Pour out, grab granola bar.

9:37 - Sloane is crying hysterically. Run downstairs. Holynd has taken her apple and thrown it in the washing machine that is running.

9:40 - Put Holynd is timeout. Fish out apple. Throw away apple. Sloane throws a huge tantrum because her apple has been thrown away. Decide that Sloane just needs a nap.

9:42 - Put Sloane down for a nap.

9:43 - Someone knocks. Salesman. Get rid of salesman. Turn on monitor just in time to see Sloane fall out of her crib.

9:47 - Calm Sloane. Get her more milk. Put her back down for a nap.

9:52 - Climb stairs. Stop. Have Contraction.

9:55 - Start to make beds. Set phone on nightstand.

9:57 - Finish making beds.

10:00 - Realize that the nightstand is covered in water. Where in the h*ll did the water come from!?

10:01 - Take phone apart. Finally eat the rest of my granola bar.

10:05 - Holynd falls down the stairs.

10:10 - Give Holynd a fruit snack. Put together phone. Phone turns on. YES!

10: 11 - Stop. Have Contraction.

10:14 - Sigh and start thinking about just going back to bed.

Where in the world is baby brother going to fit in?!

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

An Anniversary Conversation




Husband: Happy Anniversary.


Me: Love you Husband. Remember when we were going to wait 4 years to have babies?


Husband: Yes. Yes I do.


Me: Do you think we might be ready to think about that?


Husband: Yes, I think we might be ready for kids now.

Monday, October 10, 2011

In Writing: I'm a Bad Mom


*Princess Tiana (Holynd) with food in her mouth.*


I'm here to confess.


I did something awful.


I mentioned earlier that we had been invited to a few birthday parties. We love celebrating with friends. The first birthday party Holynd was invited to since we moved was the cute little girl next door. The invitation read, "Princess Party!".


This mom had no idea what" Princess Party" meant. Maybe if they had written "Meet and Discuss Current Fiscal Policy Party" I'd had known to be better prepared.


Anyway, we showed up. Holynd dressed in jeggings and a tunic and everyone else was......


Well, they were all wearing princess dresses.


Holynd was sad.


So, here it is in writing: I'm a bad mom.


I was always the child that would rather have bigger presents then have my parents spend money on Princess Parties. Greedy? Probably.


We got invited to another party shortly thereafter. When the invitation came to us covered in Princess stickers, I knew I had to be prepared this time.


Luckily, since it's Halloween time, Holynd had her pick of Princess dresses.


She chose Princess Tiana. Everyone thought she was Tinkerbell, but Holynd didn't mind. She had her Princess dress.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

In Honor Of...

In honor of 36 weeks, I'm going to do something crazy! Ok, not too crazy, but since we're so excited to announce the arrival of our first little boy, I'm going to add a new box to my column...





<---------------------------Somewhere over here.





I'm going to post updates here as to whether or not our baby is here. Hopefully this will help make sure that all friends and family get updated as to when baby brother decides to make his appearance or is getting close.





We're all fighting colds, so.... baby brother at least needs to stay put until the snot clears. ;)

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Settled in to Wait...




Pre-Baby Pedicure, Check!




When I found out I was pregnant, we began the long process of preparing for this baby. A lot of things changed because of this pregnancy. A house, a different car, new rooms for everyone, new beds, potty training, the list goes on...





However, when we found out we were having a boy.... The list got even longer. All of the sudden, I had the somewhat awesome, somewhat tedious task of taking every pink baby item we have and replacing it with blue items.





I wasn't prepared for this.





But, I think it's safe to say that we're done.






Some of the items that were replaced include:






Boppy pillow



Bedding



Carseat



Carseat Cover



Diaper Bag



Pants



Shirts



Onesies - Seriously, I did NOT have ONE white onesie. Not one.



Pj's - Nor did I have any neutral jammies. All pink.



Bouncey Chair



Bibs



Burp Cloths



Binkies (Ours all had rhinestones and/or princess crowns on them)



Socks



Hats



Blankets



Even my scratch mittens were pink.




(Notice the list does NOT include bows or headbands. Matt informed me that baby boys don't wear those things.... Lame!)




However, all the pink has been boxed up. (Not getting rid of it. I'm pretty sure there's at least one more baby girl in our future). And all the blue has been put out.




And since we were doing so much baby brother preparation, I decided to get the girls their fall clothes, shoes, winter coats and Halloween costumes. Their outfits for brother's first pictures will be complete as soon as my last purchase from Etsy shows up.




I even made sure everyone got new toothbrushes.




Phew.





Thanks for being a good sport Husband. Even when I stay up late obsessing/crying over baby purchases.





This is the first time I've actually felt somewhat prepared to have a baby. It's been fun, but it may be slightly overrated. Holynd came home to a non-existant nursery... Ask her if she even cares.




Nope.




And, frankly, now that I've had the whole experience, I don't really want to do it again. It was fun, but I think next time we'll just get out the baby stuff and call it good. (Maybe).





For now, we are all settled into wait. My doctor thinks I'll probably go around the same time I did with Sloane (Oh, Dr W.... You better have knocked on wood after saying this), which would be around 37.5 - 38 weeks. I got my hair done and got a pedicure. (My first one. It was a lot of fun). Hopefully baby brother shows up before it's time to get the roots touched up again.





In the meantime, since all the preparations are done, we've got some fun things planned. Holynd has been asking for another haircut and we've got a few birthday parties to look forward to. We've also planned a trip to "Witches Town" (Gardner's Village. It's the current bribe to keep Holynd from having any potty accidents). I also have lots more eating that I want to do, which means lots of fun lunch dates with dad!





I can't wait to meet this little guy! But, meanwhile, I'm still soaking up all the time I have with just my two babies.