Hell in a handbasket...

There are more in that gallery to look at, if you can figure out how to break into it and play around.

Cailie the Vampire.....

Good: I got a day off work yesterday.
Bad: Spent most of it at the hospital. My back went out and I was (am) in pain because (shockingly) they can't give me anything for the pain beyond the Tylenol.

Good: Spent time with Cailie
Bad: She's teething. Food is not fun. She's also Lactose Intolerant, so we're switching her off all milk and Dairy (other than yogurt) and onto Lactaid milk (with Dr.'s permission)

Good: She fed herself several bites of yogurt last night. Cute as hell.
"Cailie, put the spoon in the yogurt. Pu the spoon in your mouth *pause* YAY *wild cheering*."
She did this for about 10 bites, waiting to see if we cheered after each one. Still cutest baby.

Bad: Got tired and decided the spoon FULL of yogurt needed to visit her pony tail. YUCK. With my back out, poor Collin had to carry her to the sink and wash her hair out. His dinner got cold.

Sometimes It's worth chewing through the restraints. Other times, I just want a vicodine. Wait. That's BOTH yesterday and today!

Ok, lately bug has become more....verbal.


As in, talking alot. Making noises. For a long time she was focused on the physical side of growing, now it's switched to mental. So far, we've identified: Dad 9in three forms), Mom (two forms) Duck (rubber duckies) Derek (my brother), No (not often, than god), Up, More (with the appropriate sign!), Bath, Book, and a few more (I'm tired!)

Last few says we've had a new one. Fsssshth. Hell if I knew. Col and I assumed is was Fish, after....well, Uncle Da Fish. We kept thinking Fish was gonna be thrilled.

Until last night. Now, up till last night, most of her words have been responsive (What do you want? More? "more". What's that? "Duck" Etc.)

NOPE. Last night she brings me one of her counting books. 1 Monkey, 2 Deer, etc.

She opens the book to the number 7. She looks at me, points to the book and, clear as a bell, says "FISH". (yes, number 7 is 7 silver fish in a blue lake!)

Ok, now she's creeping me out. Kids are suppose to be responsive talkers until they are like 18 months, when they start initiating. She's not only initiating, she's TEACHING me what her words say.

She's only 13 months old. Now what do I do?

On the kids-

Bug is (FINALLY!!) out of the growth spurt...we think. She's becoming more verbal again, and trying to repeat what words we use. Use to be she's say "what's this?", then move to point to something else without a pause. Now she's listening and thinking and sometimes trying to repeat what we say.


She discovered her body. All her parts. Funny to see her pulling on her hair and then crying when it hurts. She's discovered her "girl parts" and it's harder to change a diaper now. She's really into the "Body Parts" game where I ask her where something is and she points to it.

As fascinated as she is by noses, she doesn't quite get that one yet. We have ears, Hair, Toes, tummy, mouth, teeth, and head. We're close on feet, hands, fingers, and chest. Nose confuses her, yet she spends EVERY weekend morning playing with mine until I have to stop her because I'm starting to hurt from her poking it.


And yes, she still likes to bite my toes. I'l be on the couch or the recliner, half asleep, and feel her standing there. Suddenly, CHOMP. She seems to like my right big toe. It's GROSS. Any advice?


Anyway. I'm 26.4 weeks now into Gummi's development. He has eyes, ears, lungs (still growing, but there!) and all body parts. Brain is going to start increasing here, along with body size. All systems functional, as far as we know.

I did my kidney, liver and protien lvls tests this weekend. RhoGham and my next sonogram next week. I'm at an appointment every 2 weeks now, back and forth between the Midwife (whom I ADORE) and the OBGYN Dr (who I'm actually quite HAPPY with this time.) She's not the ass I had last time who refused to talk to me and had NO bedside/personal skills. She actually lets me ask questions and doesn't give me that "Listen to me, cause I said so" look that he used.

Anyway. She said that because of the chronic Hypertension (Re: High Blood Pressure) that they want to keep an eye on me for toxemia (normal) and will induce on my due date (jan 17-19 depending on who you speak with) unless I come early. they are NOT leeting me go late.

Fine with me. I kinda want a first week of Jan baby anyway, just becuase I HATED the last three weeks with Cailie.

Tonight: Let collin Sleep and work out. He wants to do neither, needs to do both. I am gonna rest and make Lasagna for dinner.

1) Bug got shots. 4. Did not like process. Has slight fever, Clingy and whiny like she should be.


2) woke up with what I assume are cramps. Nothing big yet. Achy. NOT false labor, not even REAL labor...just.....achy. Crampy tummy. Am keeping an eye on this very carefully.

Ok, weekend started SUCKY.

Husband threw his back out. His arm has hurt all week, and then Thurs night/Fri Morning he threw it out. No work for me. Have to take care of all three people now.

Went to G'mas's early to set up for the bug party. Husband gets sick later in the evening...Lots of time in the bathroom, queasy, whole thing. Now I have to take care of them in earnest!

Sat morning bug wakes up WAAAAy too early. I'm convinced she knew something was weird (course, we did install her new carseat the day before, which FREAKED her out.)

Spent all morning cleaning/prepping, cooking, decorating, etc.

People started arriving at like 11:30 for a 2pm party (family! YAY)

Tostada bar rocked.

The_lessa's ladybug cake Rocked More. (check her Flickr for details.)

Cupcakes added that over-the-top feeling. YAY cupcakes!

I was super super busy whole time, trying to run the behind the show and take care of bug. Thankfully Angela and shinyevil stepped in and helped out on the bug front.

Sat night I just collapsed. Feel horrid all morning Sunday. Spent most of Sunday reorganizing the house to accommodate bug's new loot. Thankfully, we only have a few more items to move (like our BED). Today, I still want to nap.

Hence, we've cancelled gaming tonight. Half the crew is AWOL, GM/DM is wiped out and on pain killers, "the girl" (me) is exhausted.

And I just started my next week of teaching. thankfully, Today is test review, tomorrow test, Wednesday is Vocabulary, so Thurs and Friday are all that I need to "plan" for.

Call(or email) Shinyevil and get me your address for the birthday invite, even if you aren't coming, so you can see the cuteness....

I will post pictures.....soon. Wait!:)




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Ok, here I am at (counts on fingers) 18 or 19 weeks. I'm damned near half way done with this, my LAST pregnancy. It will be my last, unless someone wants me to surrogate, and they had DAMNED well better be prepared for paying for my aches! (except you, shinyevil!)

So Far: Nausea all the time. "Gummi bear" (cailie was Jelly bean, remember?) has made my mornings (and often my afternoons) quite....slow. Milk solves the "getting up" feeling, so each morning the devoted husband goes out toget me a glass of ice cold milk and makes Cailie her morning bottle. He says he's giving his girls the milk he provides...in clear glasses! Ice Cream helps. ALOT. Especially in the heat of the day.

I guess Gummi likes Calcium?

I'm not really "craving" anything. I mean, once in a while something "sounds good" and I'm deseratly hunting for a good Greek and a good Indian place in the IE, but so far, NOTHING. (BTW, crackers do nothing but make me want water or milk. Saltines? BS on that myth YET again. cailie wanted sour candy, Gummi wants milk)

The Nausea is settling. I kinda figured it would, just like it did with Bug. By about 24 weeks, I wasn't tossing as much. This time, hope for me!

Aches; Left hip. SERISOULY. Cailie kicked/punched the damned thing out of place last time, gummi found the stings and is pulling them out again. This morning moving hurt so much collin held me while I cried my eyes out from walking from one room to the other. Pain killers? yeah. I can take 200 mgs of acetomenophen. every 8 hours. 200 mgs makes my body look at me and laugh!


However, I am (WOOOOT) finally do for the "real" sonogram. If you want details about the "early sonogram" (which they use to get an age of the fetus) look up the term "intravaginal" and pay attention to the pictures. OUCH.


So, Wednesday, August 29th at like 7pm, after working a whole day (back to work on Monday, this sucks) and sitting through a million meetings, I get to go to Kaiser and play the "chase the baby with the jelly" game.

If you've NEVER had a sonogram or an ultrasound, the SUCK ASS PART is that you can't see the freaking monitor. Husband can. tech can. YOU see it from the side. NOONE has yet thought about putting a monitor on the FREAKING ROOF so the expectant MOM can look and see what people are talking about. You lay there, full of water, for 45 minutes while people make that "uhmhmmm" noise and he points and says "is that a..." and you can't SEE. It was frustrating as HELL last time. This time, I think I'm gonna threaten to lay down backwards and look too!

Wish us luck. We don't "Care" which one we have, it's just the nervousness of finally getting to see. What if it has an extra arm? TWINS? (both my older brothers have them, remember). Collin's counting hours, and it's been two days already.

I will post a picture any any news we get here, I promise.

Here's a great new pict. She's 10.5 months old right now, and her Birthday (1 year!) is Sept 22. Hair got long enough to pull back into two pony tails, so when I took them down and ran my fingers through her hair....well.

I think she's related to Einstein. You judge.

I don't know how she did it.


ONE LOUSY, SHORT DAY.

She's not even 10 months old.

She figured out hte shild lock we put on a cabinet she's been getting into.

Admitedly, it was NOT a "storebought" lock.
However, it was a "complicated, multi-step" device to stop her from opening one cabinet.

We figured that grandma would kill us if we safety locked her house while she was gone. So we took one of those little bracelets that snaps into itself, and to unsnap you have to push the sides and slide the center part.

Yeah...like that stopped her. We rigged it yesterday. And today, we just watched her UNDO it in about 2.5 seconds.

Damn.

Fireworks the other night were amazing.

Put an entire group of Pyros together, let them "Modify" fireworks, build an entire pagoda town, rig it with smoke bombs, flashers, snakes, tanks, etc, and the firebomb it with lighter fluid when some of the buildings won't burn.

Mind you, this was the MIDDLE of the show.

The people down the street has an illegal show going on....for 3 hours. They started before us at like 6:30 and were still going after we quit at 10.

Constant mortars in the air.

It was way way cool.

Our was more, well, sedate, except the boys kept "Modifying" the fireworks to make them more interesting!


Coolest parts:

1) Seeing the_lessa and Mark again (3th time in like 3 weeks!!!)
2) Baby LOVED the fireworks. Only fussed once when mom and dad were both out of sight.
3) Smell of cordite in the air....for 2 days!
4) Homemade Nectarine/Brown Sugar Ice cream, Brown bread ice cream (kinda like grape nuts on ice), and Strawberry sorbet!

While getting family photos done, Cailie discovered the joys of glass walls.

Shinyevil's parents are in town, so we've been doing alot of family time.

1) Wild Animal Park (loved the baby elephants!
2) Family photos. will post later. Will post window licker shots of the Bug when her auntie releases them from hostage.
3) a few dinners out. more in. Loving the foods.
4) A funeral yesterday. Best friend's g'ma died at like 87, so went to the funeral.
5) Went to hang out with thelessa and Macmathan last night at their place. Yummy BBQ from Lucilles. Had a blast letting Bug play onthe grass. Bug, don't eat the grass.
6) got up this AM to a phone call. MY grandmother passed away at 6:00 am. Was very ill, strokes, renal failure, etc. Very ill. Not happy she's gone, happy she's not hurting any more. She was almost 83. I hope I live that long and have as much family. (5 kids, 16 Grandkids, 40 Great grand, and 3 great Great Grand kids (one great grand on the way!=)

Tonight, Family dinner. Hope this house can hold the numbers of people.

tomorrow, Best friend's 2 year old son's birthday party.

She broke her first tooth last night......

On my FINGER.  OWCH.

It's her bottom right!!




ON the funny side, my department head decided yesterday to challenge one of the seniors to an arm wrestling contest.  I heard the ambulances.  They had to take my Lead to the hospital to set his arm. He broke his arm when the kid won and slammed his arm onto the edge of the desk.

Dumb teacher. We're NOt made of Soda and cheetoes, like these kids are!

Guess what?


The rabbit died.


I'm getting The quiet one snipped sometime in the near future.


ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

18 months apart.  Kill me now!