Friday, September 26, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
An Update I guess...
So we survived Hurricane Ike.
I dont know what else to say. If you want to know what it was like, just dont ask me cause I dont want to talk about it. If you really want to know watch this video. And yes it sounds exactly like that, wiether your on the 11th floor of a hotel or in a double wide trailer.
Video of Ike
That's all I have to say about that. Period.
WE are back in maine and awaiting BTSAM's Returned for a month off. I can't wait to see him again.
hmmm...not much to say
I dont know what else to say. If you want to know what it was like, just dont ask me cause I dont want to talk about it. If you really want to know watch this video. And yes it sounds exactly like that, wiether your on the 11th floor of a hotel or in a double wide trailer.
Video of Ike
That's all I have to say about that. Period.
WE are back in maine and awaiting BTSAM's Returned for a month off. I can't wait to see him again.
hmmm...not much to say
Friday, September 12, 2008
Hurry Up and Wait.
It's just a waiting game now. We're only expecting Heavy Winds and rain, but the car is packed and ready to go if needed. The animals are starting to act wierd so we know it's coming. Galvaston is under water. My phone is on and charged, so I can recieve calls and texts if any one is worried. I'll keep updating until the power goes out, if it goes out. stocked up on food and water, we are ready to go. emergancy diapers bags are packed, along with luggage, to be thrown in the car just in case. the T.v is perminately on the weather channel, and we are ready. Now we just have to wait.
I'll keep updating.
Love you all.
I'll keep updating.
Love you all.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Oh. It's only Ike...
So we are preparing. Boarding windows, Pulling in the horses, boarding up the barn, checking fence lines, stocking up on stuff. Hurricane Ike is coming. He's looking to hit Houston Directly, which we are about 30 minutes north of Houston. Everyone is being evacuated by zip code and we are relocating up to Dallas, when Uncle Richard gets home. It's already windy and raining, so we are hoping we are going to be about to get out of here. Aunt Lorrie doesn't want to leave, she keeps saying it won't hit here, I've been here 24 years and we only get wind...blah blah blah. I dont want to take any chances, If Jarrid and i are the only two to go, then we are the only two to go. BTSAM wants us to go to Dallas, so We will go to Dallas. Baby and I. I will help with all the preparations, but after that I'm putting our stuff into the rental car and I will make the drive to Dallas with or witout any one else. I'm sorry, all it takes is one time, when it hits, and staying in a double wide trailer isn't really that protective froma hurricane, even if he's hit the land. Aunt Lorrie says that she wonders what they are hiding from everyone about the hurricane because they are giving so much warning and they are evacuating everyone so early.
I say we just leave, but that's just me. If I have to I will change my plane ticket to fly out of Dallas and I'll come to maine. I need to think about the safety of my baby.
I say we just leave, but that's just me. If I have to I will change my plane ticket to fly out of Dallas and I'll come to maine. I need to think about the safety of my baby.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Just a dream.
This is a song, by Carrie Underwood. I love it right now, but I hope that it never happens to me. With the Deployment coming up this song pretty much sums up how I'm feeling right now about the deployment, and as time flys by and I spend the possibly (but hopefully not) Last days with my husband, I have turned to listening to songs that inspire me. You can find the music video on Youtube, under Carrie Underwood "Just a Dream" But here are the Lyrics.
It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen
All dressed in white
Going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat
Sixpence in a shoe, something borrowed, something blue
And when the church doors opened up wide
She put her veil down
Trying to hide the tears
Oh she just couldn't believe it
She heard trumpets from the military band
And the flowers fell out of her hand
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt
Then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard
Then they handed her a folded up flag
And she held on to all she had left of him
Oh, and what could have been
And then the guns rang one last shot
And it felt like a bullet in her heart
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh,
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
Oh, now I'll never know
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh, this is just a dream
Just a dream
Yeah, Yeah
so yeah, I wont be able to post for a few days, but I'm sure y'all are used to that.
P.S On my visiter map I notice alot of "regulars" that I dont know. If you could all just post a Comment stating if you want who you are, first names only please, and if I know you or not. That would be great. Even if I do know you, It would be nice ot have some comments. ;-)
It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen
All dressed in white
Going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat
Sixpence in a shoe, something borrowed, something blue
And when the church doors opened up wide
She put her veil down
Trying to hide the tears
Oh she just couldn't believe it
She heard trumpets from the military band
And the flowers fell out of her hand
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt
Then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard
Then they handed her a folded up flag
And she held on to all she had left of him
Oh, and what could have been
And then the guns rang one last shot
And it felt like a bullet in her heart
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh,
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
Oh, now I'll never know
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh, this is just a dream
Just a dream
Yeah, Yeah
so yeah, I wont be able to post for a few days, but I'm sure y'all are used to that.
P.S On my visiter map I notice alot of "regulars" that I dont know. If you could all just post a Comment stating if you want who you are, first names only please, and if I know you or not. That would be great. Even if I do know you, It would be nice ot have some comments. ;-)
Friday, August 29, 2008
Stop that Rhyming this Instant I mean it.....Any body want a Peanut?
So no, I've never had nuts on my smores either, but I don't like nuts, but I bet they taste amazing when your autistic though!
So we are in the 'process' of moving.
If that's what you really want to call it you can, It's more like a group of people just throwing things into brown boxes and moving them into a Kinda Big But Not Small Locked Room (KBBNSLR) where the objects will collect dust, until they themselves are collected.
I'm in the 'process' of sending stuff to El' Maine-o.
If you think by 'process' I'm putting stuff and sending it your wrong. The three boxes sit inside the KBBNSLR where they await removal to be put into a singular big box to be shipped off to Maine closer to the date that I will be arriving.
But all baggage is packed and ready to go to Texas.
BTSAVAKAD thinks that Texas and Maine are the only two states that aren't actually states but part of another world. I told him Maine is not part of Canada. He doesn't believe me.
Did you ever Hear about this crazy little Disease called Malaria?
I'm extremely troubled by this.
I've heard of Malaria, but I've never REALLY heard about it. Until I went to Travis Air force Base.
It's a horrible horrible disease. With symptoms including, but not limited to; fever, shivering, arthraglia (fancy word for your knees hurt), vomiting, anemia {caused by hemolysis (another fancy word for your red blood cells bursting open and spilling hemoglobin into the surrounding fluids. nasty I know)}, hemogloinuria (Fancy word for peeing blood.), and convulsions.
It's found in 106 nations of the world, half of the worlds population has or will be infected. It is said that this year alone, Malaria will infect half a billion people, killing a million, most of them under five and living in Africa. There are numerous types of Malaria, each more deadly then the last. Most leaving Neurological damage if survived. They catch it from the female Mosquito of the genus Anopheles, male mosquitoes don't drink blood. It's transported from their saliva.
How is the Mosquitoes saliva get into our bloodstream you ask? It's very simple actually, when the mosquito drills into our skin (which is what she actually does, she doesn't prick us, she drills with a digger like tool.) she spits onto the skin surrounding the hole to keep the blood of coagulating. Fifty thousand of the Malaria carrying parasite (that's right parasite) can fit into a period at the end of my sentence with room to move around. If a single twinkie was a single malaria parasite it would take 2,500 boxes of twinkies, to have 50,000 twinkies. Now usually it's prodicted that only a couple dozen of this little bad boys actually get into the blood stream, but when in all reality it only takes one little sucker. That is where it is transferred, in the saliva where the parasites crawl into the bloodstream and attaches themselves to a red blood cell where they start their journey to the liver. There the parasites stop and attach themselves to a liver cell. They eat and distroy the cell, then multiply, then each of those little babies go to another cell and complete the same process, eating the entire cell and then multiplying thousands of times. It isn't until they are released back into the blood stream that the human body finally realizes it's under attack. i.e fever.
I bet you are all thinking, well there are antidotes for it, right?
Wrong. There are two known antidotes to keep you from getting it, but even now, a more deadly version of malaria has broken out and is immune to the medicians that we have come up with.
That is what bothers me. All the poor countrys that can't afford regular hospitals and protection against this disease is what get it. When Malaria broke out in the United States in the fortys, The Us drained all the southern wetlands and contained the disease to rid our country of it. Europe did the same thing when it broke out there. So why can't the world pitch in and help these countrys that's children are dying everyday? Who knows?
What I do know is that out of a year study of 1,000 children in Africa, there were 1,353 cases of Malaria. That's right more then 100% percent of the children had Malaria at least once.
That's my rant for the day, something for you to think about.
So we are in the 'process' of moving.
If that's what you really want to call it you can, It's more like a group of people just throwing things into brown boxes and moving them into a Kinda Big But Not Small Locked Room (KBBNSLR) where the objects will collect dust, until they themselves are collected.
I'm in the 'process' of sending stuff to El' Maine-o.
If you think by 'process' I'm putting stuff and sending it your wrong. The three boxes sit inside the KBBNSLR where they await removal to be put into a singular big box to be shipped off to Maine closer to the date that I will be arriving.
But all baggage is packed and ready to go to Texas.
BTSAVAKAD thinks that Texas and Maine are the only two states that aren't actually states but part of another world. I told him Maine is not part of Canada. He doesn't believe me.
Did you ever Hear about this crazy little Disease called Malaria?
I'm extremely troubled by this.
I've heard of Malaria, but I've never REALLY heard about it. Until I went to Travis Air force Base.
It's a horrible horrible disease. With symptoms including, but not limited to; fever, shivering, arthraglia (fancy word for your knees hurt), vomiting, anemia {caused by hemolysis (another fancy word for your red blood cells bursting open and spilling hemoglobin into the surrounding fluids. nasty I know)}, hemogloinuria (Fancy word for peeing blood.), and convulsions.
It's found in 106 nations of the world, half of the worlds population has or will be infected. It is said that this year alone, Malaria will infect half a billion people, killing a million, most of them under five and living in Africa. There are numerous types of Malaria, each more deadly then the last. Most leaving Neurological damage if survived. They catch it from the female Mosquito of the genus Anopheles, male mosquitoes don't drink blood. It's transported from their saliva.
How is the Mosquitoes saliva get into our bloodstream you ask? It's very simple actually, when the mosquito drills into our skin (which is what she actually does, she doesn't prick us, she drills with a digger like tool.) she spits onto the skin surrounding the hole to keep the blood of coagulating. Fifty thousand of the Malaria carrying parasite (that's right parasite) can fit into a period at the end of my sentence with room to move around. If a single twinkie was a single malaria parasite it would take 2,500 boxes of twinkies, to have 50,000 twinkies. Now usually it's prodicted that only a couple dozen of this little bad boys actually get into the blood stream, but when in all reality it only takes one little sucker. That is where it is transferred, in the saliva where the parasites crawl into the bloodstream and attaches themselves to a red blood cell where they start their journey to the liver. There the parasites stop and attach themselves to a liver cell. They eat and distroy the cell, then multiply, then each of those little babies go to another cell and complete the same process, eating the entire cell and then multiplying thousands of times. It isn't until they are released back into the blood stream that the human body finally realizes it's under attack. i.e fever.
I bet you are all thinking, well there are antidotes for it, right?
Wrong. There are two known antidotes to keep you from getting it, but even now, a more deadly version of malaria has broken out and is immune to the medicians that we have come up with.
That is what bothers me. All the poor countrys that can't afford regular hospitals and protection against this disease is what get it. When Malaria broke out in the United States in the fortys, The Us drained all the southern wetlands and contained the disease to rid our country of it. Europe did the same thing when it broke out there. So why can't the world pitch in and help these countrys that's children are dying everyday? Who knows?
What I do know is that out of a year study of 1,000 children in Africa, there were 1,353 cases of Malaria. That's right more then 100% percent of the children had Malaria at least once.
That's my rant for the day, something for you to think about.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Let's cook s'mores at the nut house!!!
O.K So I still object to this "new" blogger. Blah.
Things are just plain heckic around here. I'm sure everyday in order to calm myself down I have to leave the room, and let my head spin around 360 degrees. You know, all exorcist like, Minus the vomiting.
We are in the confusing process of moving to Colorado. If that's what you want to call it.
I've come to the point where I just agree with everything, just to stay out of the way. Which seems to have made my mood less then pleasureable. I guess something about the quiet "me" they dont like. You know the me that I used to be when I was drugged up on Adderall for the ADHD that I convinced myself I never really had. blah blah blah. They haven't really noticed that since they brought out the Loud, Obnoxious, Mouthy Sam, that the quiet, artistic (ARTistic, not AUTistic. JERKS) Sam has been on reserve for the potentually really stressful moments, where she comes out to keep the stress enduced palpitations from starting, (which are indeed slightly painful, and a HUGE pain in the tooshie. Lots of wires and heart monitors, blah blah blah.)
Side note: I soooo just found a quicker way for bolding and italisizing things. After you type it, if you highlight it and then press what you want it to be, it does it! AMAZING!
So I've reverted to the quiet artisitc me, but because of all the packing and everything I haven't really been able to pull out the artistic side. All I've been able to do is draw a picture of a dress which sits away from everyones eyes. I think
All I really know is that I'm going to Texas Sept. 2 for a while until Big Tough Strong Army Veteran Also Known As Dad BTSAVAKAD for short gets a place to live. BTSAM, BTSAM's Mom, Katie, Jarrid and I are going to Texas to stay with Aunt Laurie, who lives in northern Texas. The most exciting part about this trip? Aunt Laurie's Husband Richard has a Horse! It stays in their backyard with the donkey. I have to talk to Richard about it, Aunt Laurie said, but I'm hoping I get to go riding. Expend some of my extra energy that I can't seem to find a way to get it out. Besides, it would be nice to talk to a horse again. It's been years since I've been close enough for one to say anything to me, the last time was in Gunstock, when I was camping with my madre and the owner of the horses let me go over the fence and go see the horses, while he and my mom talked. A big Greyish White (I think he was just really dirty) horse came up to me and just started talking into my head. Well I dont really know if it's considered "talking". I've never really looked into it, I kinda always just shrugged it off as an over active imaginationm maybe that is why I've never told anyone about this. I just kinda feel what they are feeling. Maybe I'm just psycotic and should just go and check myself into the looney bin. I dont know, I just think I'm crazy. BTSAM just proved the point as ot why I've never told anyone. He just Laughed at me. Even now I'm contemplating deleting the whole thing.
Things are just plain heckic around here. I'm sure everyday in order to calm myself down I have to leave the room, and let my head spin around 360 degrees. You know, all exorcist like, Minus the vomiting.
We are in the confusing process of moving to Colorado. If that's what you want to call it.
I've come to the point where I just agree with everything, just to stay out of the way. Which seems to have made my mood less then pleasureable. I guess something about the quiet "me" they dont like. You know the me that I used to be when I was drugged up on Adderall for the ADHD that I convinced myself I never really had. blah blah blah. They haven't really noticed that since they brought out the Loud, Obnoxious, Mouthy Sam, that the quiet, artistic (ARTistic, not AUTistic. JERKS) Sam has been on reserve for the potentually really stressful moments, where she comes out to keep the stress enduced palpitations from starting, (which are indeed slightly painful, and a HUGE pain in the tooshie. Lots of wires and heart monitors, blah blah blah.)
Side note: I soooo just found a quicker way for bolding and italisizing things. After you type it, if you highlight it and then press what you want it to be, it does it! AMAZING!
So I've reverted to the quiet artisitc me, but because of all the packing and everything I haven't really been able to pull out the artistic side. All I've been able to do is draw a picture of a dress which sits away from everyones eyes. I think
All I really know is that I'm going to Texas Sept. 2 for a while until Big Tough Strong Army Veteran Also Known As Dad BTSAVAKAD for short gets a place to live. BTSAM, BTSAM's Mom, Katie, Jarrid and I are going to Texas to stay with Aunt Laurie, who lives in northern Texas. The most exciting part about this trip? Aunt Laurie's Husband Richard has a Horse! It stays in their backyard with the donkey. I have to talk to Richard about it, Aunt Laurie said, but I'm hoping I get to go riding. Expend some of my extra energy that I can't seem to find a way to get it out. Besides, it would be nice to talk to a horse again. It's been years since I've been close enough for one to say anything to me, the last time was in Gunstock, when I was camping with my madre and the owner of the horses let me go over the fence and go see the horses, while he and my mom talked. A big Greyish White (I think he was just really dirty) horse came up to me and just started talking into my head. Well I dont really know if it's considered "talking". I've never really looked into it, I kinda always just shrugged it off as an over active imaginationm maybe that is why I've never told anyone about this. I just kinda feel what they are feeling. Maybe I'm just psycotic and should just go and check myself into the looney bin. I dont know, I just think I'm crazy. BTSAM just proved the point as ot why I've never told anyone. He just Laughed at me. Even now I'm contemplating deleting the whole thing.
Saturday, August 02, 2008
La dee da
I'm so stil not liking this "new" blogger thing. Not enough work. Or is it too much work? hmmm.
LTSAM just had his bath time and lots of pictures were taken. I'm currently uploading them to Photobucket so ya'll can see the pictures. I'm having a hard time with this uploading thing, but I'm trying.
Well you can see the wonderful pictures
Just clikc on the picture.
The whole time of trying to get these pictures to you I keep discovering that the picture is just to big. Maybe I should try editing them on photobucket to be smaller. Nah. It's to big. Just click on it to see the rest.
LTSAM just had his bath time and lots of pictures were taken. I'm currently uploading them to Photobucket so ya'll can see the pictures. I'm having a hard time with this uploading thing, but I'm trying.
Well you can see the wonderful pictures
Just clikc on the picture.
The whole time of trying to get these pictures to you I keep discovering that the picture is just to big. Maybe I should try editing them on photobucket to be smaller. Nah. It's to big. Just click on it to see the rest.
Friday, August 01, 2008
Slight vent session. Among other things.
hmm. I was just looking at the blogger window thingy for making my post "me". I think we need to start a search party for the "lost Icons and drop down lists".
I mean where is the little drop down menu where you can cleverly choose from the list of 5 or 6 fonts you can creatively make your post with? on vacation appearently.
Ah! This is so last year. I choose the little Italic button and instead of instantly changing the entire post to italic like it used to, little geek words appeared and I had to fill in the blanks. How fun is it when you can't waist your time editing your blogith to look like you want it too?
And WHERE ((?!?!)) is the three boxes you can click that have the lines on them which designates where your lettering goes?! This is beyond crazy!
My post is not me now!!! I can't even change the color of my font. Obviously it wont be any fun to read this. Cause it clearly isn't fun to type any more.
But other then that.
Life is dandy. If you like the stressful, want to rip your hair out kind of life.
Our trip to Maine was thwarted this month by the wicked witch of the west and her accomplises the Department of Child Support Services. Take a moment to shreak and run about running for cover like a chicken with your had cut off. I will.
Ok back from running and shreaking.
Alas as much as I have tried to use my powers for good. Hard I know, Someone as powerful as I, it's hard to control.
But there are more corrupt powers at hand. Or powers that are corrupting innocents. The innocents happen to be two blond hair, blue eyed girls. The Powers you ask?
The Wicked Witch of the West. We'll call her WWW for effect. And no, that is not a fat joke pertaining to the World Wide Web. You jerks.
The how the corrupting is happening you ask? Just by association.
Not possible you say? Oh but it's true.
There are days in my superhero world when I just want to take everyone and burn them to a crisp with my laser eyes. Oh. If only it was that easy.
But no, I must sit back and bite my tongue for everytime I voice my opinion or how I feel about a situation I feel like it is always the wrong opinion OR the wrong way to feel. Being bossed around and treated like a two year by an eight year old and an eleven year old, when no one else is around isn't exactly something that i look forward too. And even worse at that is I feel like noone believes me that I get treated like this. Cause noone is around to witness it.
So that leaves me to defend myself and take care of my self, because when I do stand up and assurt my rules, some how it always comes back on me and I'm the bad guy.
take for instance yesterday. Both children were wearing dresses, but proceeded to lounge around like hoochies with thier legs wide open. I told them numerous times all day that if they could sit like ladies they wouldn't wear dresses until they could sit like one. well as BTSAM got home I caught the youngest sitting with her legs on the couch with her butt, her legs spread wide open, everything out in the air. I told her to sit right and she wasn't going to wear dresses until she learned to sit right. What does she do? Run to daddy and tell him these words. "remind me to bring all my dresses to mom's house cause I'm not allowed to wear them any more."
Fine make me look like the piece of shit. They always do it any ways. Turn every thing around to make me the bad guy even though they dont say why they were being punished. And noone ever asks them. no not a "well what did you do to make it so this was said?" it's always. "Well that's bullshit, don't listen to it."
Fine. What ever. I'll just tend to my own kid. I can't control any others that don't want to respect me or even want to be controlled. They can do what they want now. They win.
I mean where is the little drop down menu where you can cleverly choose from the list of 5 or 6 fonts you can creatively make your post with? on vacation appearently.
Ah! This is so last year. I choose the little Italic button and instead of instantly changing the entire post to italic like it used to, little geek words appeared and I had to fill in the blanks. How fun is it when you can't waist your time editing your blogith to look like you want it too?
And WHERE ((?!?!)) is the three boxes you can click that have the lines on them which designates where your lettering goes?! This is beyond crazy!
My post is not me now!!! I can't even change the color of my font. Obviously it wont be any fun to read this. Cause it clearly isn't fun to type any more.
But other then that.
Life is dandy. If you like the stressful, want to rip your hair out kind of life.
Our trip to Maine was thwarted this month by the wicked witch of the west and her accomplises the Department of Child Support Services. Take a moment to shreak and run about running for cover like a chicken with your had cut off. I will.
Ok back from running and shreaking.
Alas as much as I have tried to use my powers for good. Hard I know, Someone as powerful as I, it's hard to control.
But there are more corrupt powers at hand. Or powers that are corrupting innocents. The innocents happen to be two blond hair, blue eyed girls. The Powers you ask?
The Wicked Witch of the West. We'll call her WWW for effect. And no, that is not a fat joke pertaining to the World Wide Web. You jerks.
The how the corrupting is happening you ask? Just by association.
Not possible you say? Oh but it's true.
There are days in my superhero world when I just want to take everyone and burn them to a crisp with my laser eyes. Oh. If only it was that easy.
But no, I must sit back and bite my tongue for everytime I voice my opinion or how I feel about a situation I feel like it is always the wrong opinion OR the wrong way to feel. Being bossed around and treated like a two year by an eight year old and an eleven year old, when no one else is around isn't exactly something that i look forward too. And even worse at that is I feel like noone believes me that I get treated like this. Cause noone is around to witness it.
So that leaves me to defend myself and take care of my self, because when I do stand up and assurt my rules, some how it always comes back on me and I'm the bad guy.
take for instance yesterday. Both children were wearing dresses, but proceeded to lounge around like hoochies with thier legs wide open. I told them numerous times all day that if they could sit like ladies they wouldn't wear dresses until they could sit like one. well as BTSAM got home I caught the youngest sitting with her legs on the couch with her butt, her legs spread wide open, everything out in the air. I told her to sit right and she wasn't going to wear dresses until she learned to sit right. What does she do? Run to daddy and tell him these words. "remind me to bring all my dresses to mom's house cause I'm not allowed to wear them any more."
Fine make me look like the piece of shit. They always do it any ways. Turn every thing around to make me the bad guy even though they dont say why they were being punished. And noone ever asks them. no not a "well what did you do to make it so this was said?" it's always. "Well that's bullshit, don't listen to it."
Fine. What ever. I'll just tend to my own kid. I can't control any others that don't want to respect me or even want to be controlled. They can do what they want now. They win.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Oh...It's just me.
I Figured I would get away from everyone while LTSAM was occupied and try to update the good 'ol blog.
Well where do I start. I would like to thank GG+GG Henigan for two outfits. They are six month outfits and I was shocked to find out that they fit him. So probably by the beginning of his 6th month they will be tight and not fitting. But that is two months of useable outfits right there! More clothes are still needed, we are hoping that the ex-wife doesn't get any of the next check cause it would be nice to have some money.
I was informed the other night that BTSAM comes home the end of August, so maybe a visit after he leaves? We'll have to see how the money situation is. I've devised a plan to save money and keep it that way, but that involves actually getting money in order to start saving it and sticking to my plan. The plan wont probably take into effect until after he leaves cause he needs so much stuff for this "trip" that it's not even funny.
But I have come to teh conculsion that No matter waht I want to be in maine for christmas. Maybe the 20th through the like 14th or something, so I have someone to celebrate my 21st birthday with. I am going to talk to the ex-wife about allowing me to fly the girls out for the week that I have them after christmas. They are old enough to fly by themselves, but then I realized that she enjoyed ruining this family vacation why not ruin another one. I'll compromise with her on the matter. But I will not allow her to ruin my christmas with MY BLOOD FAMILY. I'm sick of letter her ruin everything. I'm taking charge of my life and my childrens lives, One wrong move from her and it's over. She can walk all over us now all she wants, but when BTSAM is gone and she does something to bring stress onto me while I'm trying to raise an infant, it will not fly and I will have my say. Yes I will be nice and I won't do anything unless she does something first.
Yes hse goes on and on about how she just wants all this to be over and she's changed and blah blah blah. I know chicks and how they work. And I know her type. I was best friends with one through high school. I know how she works. She'll wait until after BTSAM leaves and when the timeing is right BLAM! she'll strike. It's all part of her masterfull plan to get me out of her way so she can have him back. I know she still loves him I can tell by the way she looks at him. Oh.... ::Growl:: I hate the way she looks at him. She lost her chance and now she's trying to take him from me. ::snaps fingers:: Uh uh girl friend...back off, he's my babies daddy! ::head bob:: I am tired of being walked all over and taken advantage of. Ecspecially by her. It's not going to fly any more. I know how she works. Yeah everyone has known her for 10 years blah blah blah, but I'm a chick, not to mention I was best friends with one of her type for about 4 years spending almost everyday together with her. I know how they work. Gold diggers. All they care about is the money. Nothing else. Not their children (though they may put up a good act; good enough to fool the children and everyone else.0 but not me. OH NO. She aint foolin me. Detective Nancy Drew here is on the case. Nothing gets past me. I'm not stupid. I may have blond highlights, but she aint fooling me. She wants me out of the picture so her can have BTSAM back, I bet she wants my baby too. Cause I know that if she EVER manages to get BTSAM away from me (which I know she wont cause I love him and I trust him) but IF, She will get him to fight for everything to get that baby away from me. AINT NOONE EVER TAKING MY SON AWAY FROM ME! EVER! EVER! EVER! EVER! I will kill who every tries to take him from me, even if it is his own father. My son will not be taken from me.
Actually in all honesty I dont have a fighting chance against BTSAM when it comes to fighting, but still. It's not like I mean literally "kill". Figuratively.
Besides I will never let a woman who knowingly hurts her daughter because she's angry Raise my son if anything should ever happen to me. In that case he would go to my mother, or probably Abbi. Abbi and my mother would raise him right and how I would want him to be raised.
To this day I will not leave ex-wifey and BTSAM in a room alone together. I trust him completely. It's HER that I dont trust one bit.
You know whats sad. And I'm a horrible person for thinking it but it's what I thought.
She got into a car accident and her car got totaled. You know what I thought when she told us. Of coarse you dont, so I'll tell you. I thought. "Too bad you lived."
Horrible I know. I immedetely mentally punished myself. "Bad Karma, Bad" I shouldn't think things like that. But she's got it coming to her. As I always say "What you do to others comes around thrice fold." I'm just awaiting the day. It's all gonna crash down on top of her, and you know what, I'm not going to reach out a hand and pull her out of the dirt. I dont care if she is the mother of two of my children. I'd probably just spit on her. Then take the girls and leave her there, laying in the dirt, crying, like she has made me do so many times.
It's coming. I just keep telling myself that. It's coming.
Her end is near. This is all going to end. And when it finally ends for good I will be happy.
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Happy Forth!
Happy Forth of July everyone!
As everyone hopefully knows already we wont be able to make out this month. Th ex-wife got more money that she wasn't suppose to get, and BTSAM's training dates have been changed.
But I am trying to figure out when I will be coming out there with LTSAM. I'm hopeing maybe the End of August, that gives us enough time to get money saved up (Hopefully) and get everything that we are late on caught up so we are out of this messy mess. I am sad to report that it's not set in stone that LTSAM and I will be comeing out in August. We need to get every fixed out here before extra money is spent.
Also as a side note. I have been informed that BTSAM will be home in the beginning of next year for a little while (R&R, not allowed to go into much detail about it, call me if you want to know.) But that is when I will be haveing LTSAM's 1st Birthday Party. So I want everyone to start saving up because you all are going to come out here for his Birthdy hopefully. I would really like to have both families there for his first birthday, that's why I am waiting until BTSAM comes home.
But I was wondering if now at this point in time if there are any Grandparents or Great Grandparents who would like to spoil a certain little boy because he got all winter clothes at his baby shower, which doesn't really help him right now during the summer. Aka he doesn't have any clothes that fit him. He currently has 2 pairs of footie PJ's one which is really close to being out grown. He's in desperate need of Onesies, Rompers, PJ's, Socks and a sun hat (We can't find any to fit him out here, and we have looked every where) They all say one size fits all, but when put on his head it falls down over his head, I think they should make newborn sun hats. I cannot find any.
But I have to go my baby is fussing
Monday, June 23, 2008
Multiple updates?
I'm sure this post will have multiple updates cause I'll be bored today but first I want everyone to hear this song. You can go to www.youtube.com and watch the video, it that an embedding block on it so I can't put it on here for you. But here are the Lyrics.
I can hear you downstairs crying on the phone
Telling someone that I'm here but you still feel all alone
Maybe we were too young
Goodbye, I've gotta go
I can hear the baby waking up
Got to get back to the life I know
I should have never believed him
Maybe I should just leave him
Maybe I'm not but you're all I got left to believe in
Don't give up on me
I'm about to come alive
And I know that it's been hard
And it's been a long time coming
Don't give up on me
I'm about to come alive
No one thought I was good enough for you
Except for you
Don't let them be right
After all that we've been through
'Cause somewhere over that rainbow
There's a place for me
A place with you
In every frame upon our wall
Lies a face that's seen it all
Through ups and downs and then more downs
We helped each other off of the ground
No one knows what we've been through
Making it ain't making it without you
That's it for now.
*update!*
New pictures.
The picture of Jarrid Laughing is him watching sesame street. he loves watching his Sesame street movie.
I can hear you downstairs crying on the phone
Telling someone that I'm here but you still feel all alone
Maybe we were too young
Goodbye, I've gotta go
I can hear the baby waking up
Got to get back to the life I know
I should have never believed him
Maybe I should just leave him
Maybe I'm not but you're all I got left to believe in
Don't give up on me
I'm about to come alive
And I know that it's been hard
And it's been a long time coming
Don't give up on me
I'm about to come alive
No one thought I was good enough for you
Except for you
Don't let them be right
After all that we've been through
'Cause somewhere over that rainbow
There's a place for me
A place with you
In every frame upon our wall
Lies a face that's seen it all
Through ups and downs and then more downs
We helped each other off of the ground
No one knows what we've been through
Making it ain't making it without you
That's it for now.
*update!*
New pictures.
The picture of Jarrid Laughing is him watching sesame street. he loves watching his Sesame street movie.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
I ish smaaht!
So I'm trying to figure out how to get picture to you guys. Just give me a little bit. I think I'm going to make a photo bucket account and make albums just for you guys to see. None of my picture editing crap to fill it up.
Ok I got it. I made a special photobucket account, and with each upload I'll make a photoshow.
Just like this:
there.
P.s I had to create a new e-mail account. Lilarmy angel was getting way too much spam. My new e-mail is the sam server as lilarmy angel, only now my name is SPLiles88. if you dont undersand email lilarmy angel and I'll send you the new e-mail address.
Ok I got it. I made a special photobucket account, and with each upload I'll make a photoshow.
Just like this:
there.
P.s I had to create a new e-mail account. Lilarmy angel was getting way too much spam. My new e-mail is the sam server as lilarmy angel, only now my name is SPLiles88. if you dont undersand email lilarmy angel and I'll send you the new e-mail address.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
oh? I'm sorry....
So....Our internet, cable, house phone and cell phones have been turned off for a while.
But good news is, it's all turned back on now! We are ok, California did not split off of the CONUS (continental united states...for all you non military lackies. *just kidding I love you!*) we are just waiting for that oh so wonderful STIMULUS CHECK! (woooohooooo) which is due buy oh...friday (that's what the letter told us.) to buy those oh so expensive plane tickets so we (this entire branch of the Liles family *aka LTSAG1, LTSAG2, BTSAM, LTSAM, and Me!*) can come out to Maine! Which BTW (short for by the way for all non text lingoers.) is now set in stone. We have put off getting the much needed new car until we get back from Maine, and is using what we have to come to maine. The only down fall is....
We are currently car seat locking stroller less.
You heard me right. We do not have a stroller. Which is a Royal pain in the buttock.
BTSAMs dad's boss Tim's daughter came from Germany to visit with her 9 month old baby. But she didn't have anything for her baby, so we were very very kind and lent our Stroller that matches our current carseat, a really nice pack and play, and Katie's extra car seat to her for her to use for the month she was out here. We specifically said that we needed everything back because well...we did.
Well come to find out EVERYTHING went back to Germany with her, because "they don't have nice american products to use for the babies..." Well DUH! it's Germany!!!
So now I am lugging around my 15 lbs baby in a car seat, because I don't have a stroller and we can't go buy the stroller separately because the car seat and the stroller came together...so that is almost 500.00 dollars down the drain. And it's such a pain in the toosh to go somewhere, take out a different stroller, take him out of the car seat, put him in the stroller, do what we need to do, go back, strap him into a now HOT car seat (cause it's summertime) break down the stroller and put it away. In my opinion too many extra steps.
So now we carry him everywhere, because we don't have the extra money to spend on a new Car seat/Stroller combination, and since he's gaining weight quick, it's not every nice on the back. (*growl*)
So now we can't get a hold of Tim tell him that they need to replace our stroller because Tim just had neck surgery and well, he can't talk.
That's my rant. Other then that everything is good. We are planning the trip out there and buying our tickets, Hopefully by the end of next week! we have a process of mailing in the check to USAA and then waiting for it to be deposited. and with some of the Stimulus Check I will be getting CONTACTS! wooo! No more squinting to watch t.v!
But good news is, it's all turned back on now! We are ok, California did not split off of the CONUS (continental united states...for all you non military lackies. *just kidding I love you!*) we are just waiting for that oh so wonderful STIMULUS CHECK! (woooohooooo) which is due buy oh...friday (that's what the letter told us.) to buy those oh so expensive plane tickets so we (this entire branch of the Liles family *aka LTSAG1, LTSAG2, BTSAM, LTSAM, and Me!*) can come out to Maine! Which BTW (short for by the way for all non text lingoers.) is now set in stone. We have put off getting the much needed new car until we get back from Maine, and is using what we have to come to maine. The only down fall is....
We are currently car seat locking stroller less.
You heard me right. We do not have a stroller. Which is a Royal pain in the buttock.
BTSAMs dad's boss Tim's daughter came from Germany to visit with her 9 month old baby. But she didn't have anything for her baby, so we were very very kind and lent our Stroller that matches our current carseat, a really nice pack and play, and Katie's extra car seat to her for her to use for the month she was out here. We specifically said that we needed everything back because well...we did.
Well come to find out EVERYTHING went back to Germany with her, because "they don't have nice american products to use for the babies..." Well DUH! it's Germany!!!
So now I am lugging around my 15 lbs baby in a car seat, because I don't have a stroller and we can't go buy the stroller separately because the car seat and the stroller came together...so that is almost 500.00 dollars down the drain. And it's such a pain in the toosh to go somewhere, take out a different stroller, take him out of the car seat, put him in the stroller, do what we need to do, go back, strap him into a now HOT car seat (cause it's summertime) break down the stroller and put it away. In my opinion too many extra steps.
So now we carry him everywhere, because we don't have the extra money to spend on a new Car seat/Stroller combination, and since he's gaining weight quick, it's not every nice on the back. (*growl*)
So now we can't get a hold of Tim tell him that they need to replace our stroller because Tim just had neck surgery and well, he can't talk.
That's my rant. Other then that everything is good. We are planning the trip out there and buying our tickets, Hopefully by the end of next week! we have a process of mailing in the check to USAA and then waiting for it to be deposited. and with some of the Stimulus Check I will be getting CONTACTS! wooo! No more squinting to watch t.v!
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
well that stinks
well I used to have a photoblog, but now I guess I don't have enough space according to them to put more pictures on it. So I've been attacked by the dreaded allergies, which I think has mutated into a sinus infection and a head cold. Or I just have them all at the same time, Head cold, sinus infection and allergies! I dont think I have ever felt this sick from a cold. yeah I've had my kindeys and all that, but that was pain. this is just blah. Anyway, we got a kitten. I wanted to rename the demon fluffy kitty Cujo. i feel it will fit just nicely. but BTSAM said no. but we found his weakness. KATIE BUG! behold the power of good.
Even LTSAM like to cuddle with the LDFK (little demon fluffy kitty)
Not only does the kitten love to play but he has other hobbies as well. I shall include a list for you. so you can get a sense of his personality.
- Attacking toes from underneath anything your walking past. toes look like little mice for me to chase after, even though I dont play with my own toy mice.
- Attaching claws to the back of a calf. Who needs a scratching post when you have a nice thick leg to stick my claws in?
- Chasing people around the house. I think I'm bigger then I really am.
- Devouring every crumb before it even hits the floor. Oh? you were going to eat that? 5 sec rule doesn't count when it doesn't hit the floor!
- Waiting until everyone has gone to bed before chooseing the nightly victim. Not my fault Herbal Essance shampoo and conditioner smells so great, not to mention makes the hair taste good too, plus the back of the head along the neck is the best place to warm up.
Well I am goin got go into my bedroom and curl up in a ball with a roll of toilet paper and my baby, and watch t.v. maybe even take a nap.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Introducing....part duex
I would Like to Introduce the opposite of Sheepy Aunts BFK!
Little Fluffy Kitty!
Even now as I type LFK climbs up my chest to chew on my herbal Essence scented hair. We haven't figured out if it's male or female yet. I think female. BTSAM says Male. LFK's name is Pepper. A good asexual name, just in case. LFK is 7 weeks old and furry as...OW. My dogtag just became a target of kitty claws.
Enough of the crazy fluffy dogtag chasing kitten named pepper. (CFDCKNP?)
By the way, BTSAM hates cats. But LFK loves BTSAM. Quite a humorous sight. Now I have some movies to upload as LFK falls backwards off the arm of the computer chair.
this first video is of Katie, and her watermelon. When she says no in the beginning it's because BTSAM told her to take a piece of watermelon over to dad.
And while that video is processing...
Man it's taking a long time. I have more then one video to upload. sheesh. Maybe I'll snag some noddles while we wait. ::jeopardy theme playing in background::
Well It's still loading. but I can say I'm Smarter then a fifth grader! I just played it on our computer and won! didn't even have to use any cheats!
Now I'm going to play Family Feud!
LFK has managed to climb onto the computer desk and is now chasing the mouse as I move it. And I have the hiccups.
And it's still uploading...man....this is taking forever....
ok...I'm canceling it. I'll figure out a way to get it to you guys.
And while that video is processing...
Man it's taking a long time. I have more then one video to upload. sheesh. Maybe I'll snag some noddles while we wait. ::jeopardy theme playing in background::
Well It's still loading. but I can say I'm Smarter then a fifth grader! I just played it on our computer and won! didn't even have to use any cheats!
Now I'm going to play Family Feud!
LFK has managed to climb onto the computer desk and is now chasing the mouse as I move it. And I have the hiccups.
And it's still uploading...man....this is taking forever....
ok...I'm canceling it. I'll figure out a way to get it to you guys.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Sorry folks.
Sorry everyone had to wait so long for the update.
I've been so busy lately it's not even funny.
Not to mention I want to tear my Uterus out and do a tap dance on it. Cause boy is it killing me. Labor was easier then this.
LTSAM is doing really well. He weighed 8 lbs 4 oz at his last doctors appointment. He's been switched over to cereal, and baby food, which he will take any day over his formula. He's still mostly feed formula, but first thing in the morning and at night before he goes to bed he gets his filling of food. He's filling out his car seat which made BTSAM sing a new song entitled "Fat man in a little car seat" He's finally fitting into 3 month old clothes, but he does have a heart murmur which may keep us from coming out there in May. His Doctor said that she wants him to go to the Cardiologist before flying, to make sure it is nothing serious.
But if that happens, then we will pay to have the ticket changed and both BTSAM and I will flyout there to visit everyone since he can get leave to go visit, because he's deploying.
Well I know it's a small update but, it's all I can do right now, I'm doing my hair and LTSAM is crying.
I've been so busy lately it's not even funny.
Not to mention I want to tear my Uterus out and do a tap dance on it. Cause boy is it killing me. Labor was easier then this.
LTSAM is doing really well. He weighed 8 lbs 4 oz at his last doctors appointment. He's been switched over to cereal, and baby food, which he will take any day over his formula. He's still mostly feed formula, but first thing in the morning and at night before he goes to bed he gets his filling of food. He's filling out his car seat which made BTSAM sing a new song entitled "Fat man in a little car seat" He's finally fitting into 3 month old clothes, but he does have a heart murmur which may keep us from coming out there in May. His Doctor said that she wants him to go to the Cardiologist before flying, to make sure it is nothing serious.
But if that happens, then we will pay to have the ticket changed and both BTSAM and I will flyout there to visit everyone since he can get leave to go visit, because he's deploying.
Well I know it's a small update but, it's all I can do right now, I'm doing my hair and LTSAM is crying.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
This is for Aunt Sheepy
I saw this and felt you might need it. Cause I know that none of the firemen in Maine are anywhere as sexy as these gentlemen right here.
So go ahead drool.
And as for the Chocolate Cake.
It's called the Triple Chocolate Meltdown.
It's at Applebees. You must go have one...
Go ahead. drool over it too
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Friday, April 04, 2008
Monday, March 31, 2008
Here's your Update. Heh
Sorry guys, things have been kinda busy around here.
Some of you may have heard that BTSAM's deployment has been moved up. Icky.
On a lighter note, we're getting married.
July 12.
I was hoping to get a chance to call everyone and find out if they are going to be able to make it out here before posting it on here, but I decided that an explanation was needed as to why I haven't posted in so long. So that's why. I've been planning a wedding. It's gonna be really small, just so that we are married before he gets deployed. We were planning it for after my mother's wedding, but that has kinda changed now, because BTSAM will be gone before that.
That is why I am going to be calling people and see if any of my family can make it out here. If not we are going to have two small ceremonies, (just vows and rings) and two small receptions, and maybe a big wedding after he come home.
Which that gives us time to save up money.
On another note.
Jarrid is doing fine. He weighs almost 7 lbs now! 6 lbs 10 oz last that I knew off. He's eating like it's going out of style.
And me? I weigh a whopping 134 lbs!
OMG! I know fat huh?
Nah, I know it's not fat. My goal is maybe higher 120's, I want to not look like a twig. I want to look healthy. Which I do now, but I want to be fit too. So I'm working out about every two days, I'm not going to push myself at all because I don't want to hurt anything. We do go to the gym at least twice a day. I just waste away in the hot tub all the other times. But we went into the steam room tonight. HOLY COW! Talk about hot! My nose and lips were on fire!
But yeah, that's most of the update right now. Nothing really too exciting going on right now, just being plain busy.
oh and we got new cell phones. If I have your number I will call you with it. If not talk to my mother about acquiring it from her.
Some of you may have heard that BTSAM's deployment has been moved up. Icky.
On a lighter note, we're getting married.
July 12.
I was hoping to get a chance to call everyone and find out if they are going to be able to make it out here before posting it on here, but I decided that an explanation was needed as to why I haven't posted in so long. So that's why. I've been planning a wedding. It's gonna be really small, just so that we are married before he gets deployed. We were planning it for after my mother's wedding, but that has kinda changed now, because BTSAM will be gone before that.
That is why I am going to be calling people and see if any of my family can make it out here. If not we are going to have two small ceremonies, (just vows and rings) and two small receptions, and maybe a big wedding after he come home.
Which that gives us time to save up money.
On another note.
Jarrid is doing fine. He weighs almost 7 lbs now! 6 lbs 10 oz last that I knew off. He's eating like it's going out of style.
And me? I weigh a whopping 134 lbs!
OMG! I know fat huh?
Nah, I know it's not fat. My goal is maybe higher 120's, I want to not look like a twig. I want to look healthy. Which I do now, but I want to be fit too. So I'm working out about every two days, I'm not going to push myself at all because I don't want to hurt anything. We do go to the gym at least twice a day. I just waste away in the hot tub all the other times. But we went into the steam room tonight. HOLY COW! Talk about hot! My nose and lips were on fire!
But yeah, that's most of the update right now. Nothing really too exciting going on right now, just being plain busy.
oh and we got new cell phones. If I have your number I will call you with it. If not talk to my mother about acquiring it from her.
Monday, March 24, 2008
So I changed a few things on my blog. No much, but take a look around.
pretty snazzy huh?
there were some other things that I wanted to add, but then it just looked to big and cluttered and I'm sure no one would have noticed the bottom.
I found this quote and I love it!
There are also some icons that I found that love, I changed my profile Icon to my favorite.
If you can't read it it says:
You know it's true love when you trade diamonds for dogtags.
lol love it!
pretty snazzy huh?
there were some other things that I wanted to add, but then it just looked to big and cluttered and I'm sure no one would have noticed the bottom.
I found this quote and I love it!
There are also some icons that I found that love, I changed my profile Icon to my favorite.
If you can't read it it says:
You know it's true love when you trade diamonds for dogtags.
lol love it!
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Sorry guys.
I know I haven't posted in along time.
LTSAM likes to stay up till midnight now. Tonight is the first night and I'm *shockingly* not tired. So I'll post.
I'm feeling alot better, I still have a cough, but it's only after I eat, or drink. oddly enough.
we got a gym membership! YAY!
We each have a personal trainer too, it comes with the member ship. We each met with our trainer every week. I met mine today and she's really nice. She started me out on a really easy workout to help me get back into shape, heres what I do.
I do a back exercise with a 9 lb body bar, bent over to help me tighten my back muscles even more. 15 of those. then I do 15 crunches with a squishy ball between my knees which I hold up. I do 15 reps on the military press at 20 lbs. then these things called russian twists with a medicine ball. 20 mins on the Arch trainer to work my legs and help move my hips back into place, and then 20 min on a stairmaster. Then she wants me to start taking the yoga classes to work on flexability and atleast once a week take an x-bike class and an aqua class to keep my tendonitis at bay. then I can take all the dance classes I want! They have a dance step class, a hiphop class and a Zumba class which I guess is african dancing. so I'm excited and can't wait to start working out. but now I'm tired so I'm going to bed.
HAPPY EASTER!
LTSAM likes to stay up till midnight now. Tonight is the first night and I'm *shockingly* not tired. So I'll post.
I'm feeling alot better, I still have a cough, but it's only after I eat, or drink. oddly enough.
we got a gym membership! YAY!
We each have a personal trainer too, it comes with the member ship. We each met with our trainer every week. I met mine today and she's really nice. She started me out on a really easy workout to help me get back into shape, heres what I do.
I do a back exercise with a 9 lb body bar, bent over to help me tighten my back muscles even more. 15 of those. then I do 15 crunches with a squishy ball between my knees which I hold up. I do 15 reps on the military press at 20 lbs. then these things called russian twists with a medicine ball. 20 mins on the Arch trainer to work my legs and help move my hips back into place, and then 20 min on a stairmaster. Then she wants me to start taking the yoga classes to work on flexability and atleast once a week take an x-bike class and an aqua class to keep my tendonitis at bay. then I can take all the dance classes I want! They have a dance step class, a hiphop class and a Zumba class which I guess is african dancing. so I'm excited and can't wait to start working out. but now I'm tired so I'm going to bed.
HAPPY EASTER!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Scrapbooking.
So I've added a few more pages to Jarrid scrapbook. So not only does he have a baby book, but he has a scrapbook too!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
........
Last night I learned that my "cold" was just allergies, because BTSAM was suffering the same way. But then I woke up with morning. I'm not even gonna go into what I looked like cause it was UGLY. Not to mention I sounded like a dying horse. The cough has gotten worse and I'm still gonna keep my distance from Jarrid just to be safe.
I'll give it a few more days and see if it gets better or worse.
I'll give it a few more days and see if it gets better or worse.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Dude.
Not going to lie EVERYBODY is pissing me off. I just want to scream at everyone.
I feel like shit. I want to swallow a shotgun I'm so sick. But Do I get a day off to rest and maybe try to get better? No.
The Little Tough Army Girls are on school vacation this week.
oh joy.
Their mother has to work all week so BTAM offered to babysit a few weeks ago. Little did she know that her baby was going to be sick, throwing up all over the place with a horrible cough, and the doctors wont give her anything for it because it's just a cough. So guess where we go everyday when BTSAM get's home? Take a wild guess.
I wanna know why we're trying so hard to keep LTSAM from getting sick, and yet we bring him, and give him to everyone that is sick, why don't we just throw him into a pool of aids while we're at it. Kill all the birds with one stone. Put him in the hospital for life.
And on top of it. I'm now sick. fantastic. The only person who is home to take care of him during the day, and I get sick. C'mon LTAG we're basically coughing up their lungs on everyone's floors and here comes the brilliant idea; Let's give them the premature baby to hold and cough all over!
So now I'm sick. I can't even hold my own baby, because I don't want to get him sick. Which might I add is already happening. He's developed a cough which makes him cry (I don't give a rat's ass if "Babies cough") If babies "just cough", why did he just start after everyone in the world who was sick held him?
That's just a few of the things that are pissing me off.
All I want to do is relax and try not to get sick, I just wanted to sleep in (Which I could have because LTSAM decided he was going to sleep in today but nope, because A LTAG decided that she was going to crawl into bed with me and i just wasn't in the mood. It's school vacation! Why don't kids sleep in until noon?! I know I did. And so I got out of bed and went out into the living room, after announcing to LTAG that I did not feel good AT ALL and that she could get on the computer and play Nancy drew, I went and laid down on the couch with LTSAM in his bouncer next to me.
I dont know about you, but when someone says they don't feel good isn't that usually a big sign that means "Leave me the fuck alone." ?
Guess not.
She played Nancy Drew for like a hour. I was almost asleep when she came and climbed onto the couch wedging herself between the back of the couch and myself. I just kinda ignored it, These girls are really big on cuddling and as long as she didn't breath on me I might not throw up. But no, Every five minutes it was one question after the other. and the one question that pissed me off the most.
"You still don't feel good?"
What the hell am I suppose to say?
"No I feel like a million bucks! I got all of about 2 hours of sleep last night, my throat hurts, I'm coughing my lungs onto the floor, my eyes are all itchy and they are burning and on top of that I keep getting hot flashes. Yup I feel like I could run a marathon!"
My patience meter is on empty. I think the only people I can be patient with are probably, BTSAM, Really Big Tough Retired Army Man, BTAM, And Katie (who's so sick she just wants to scream at everyone and call them "BAD!")
Anyone else I just want to murder.
So I need some sleep. So what? I couldn't sleep if I wanted to.
Oh and to top things all off. I'm trying to be nice. That's why I'm venting on here. I will let the stupid questions come (to an extent) I will go to bed with everyone tonight and not sleep at all. I will wake up in the morning probably worse off then I was today, and I will put myself in a plastic bubble so that I wont get my baby sick and I will rest tomorrow.
Oh wait no I wont, because the BTAGs are spending the night tonight. And they will be up at 7:30 digging through the cupboards for something to eat and slamming shit closed and not caring about who is still sleeping and coming into my room to wake me up to ask me a stupid ass question like if they can watch T.v. or if they can have something to eat.
If that happens I will say no to every question they ask me. Cause I feel like being a bitch. And I'm gunna be one.
Cause I just don't give a shit anymore.
I feel like shit. I want to swallow a shotgun I'm so sick. But Do I get a day off to rest and maybe try to get better? No.
The Little Tough Army Girls are on school vacation this week.
oh joy.
Their mother has to work all week so BTAM offered to babysit a few weeks ago. Little did she know that her baby was going to be sick, throwing up all over the place with a horrible cough, and the doctors wont give her anything for it because it's just a cough. So guess where we go everyday when BTSAM get's home? Take a wild guess.
I wanna know why we're trying so hard to keep LTSAM from getting sick, and yet we bring him, and give him to everyone that is sick, why don't we just throw him into a pool of aids while we're at it. Kill all the birds with one stone. Put him in the hospital for life.
And on top of it. I'm now sick. fantastic. The only person who is home to take care of him during the day, and I get sick. C'mon LTAG we're basically coughing up their lungs on everyone's floors and here comes the brilliant idea; Let's give them the premature baby to hold and cough all over!
So now I'm sick. I can't even hold my own baby, because I don't want to get him sick. Which might I add is already happening. He's developed a cough which makes him cry (I don't give a rat's ass if "Babies cough") If babies "just cough", why did he just start after everyone in the world who was sick held him?
That's just a few of the things that are pissing me off.
All I want to do is relax and try not to get sick, I just wanted to sleep in (Which I could have because LTSAM decided he was going to sleep in today but nope, because A LTAG decided that she was going to crawl into bed with me and i just wasn't in the mood. It's school vacation! Why don't kids sleep in until noon?! I know I did. And so I got out of bed and went out into the living room, after announcing to LTAG that I did not feel good AT ALL and that she could get on the computer and play Nancy drew, I went and laid down on the couch with LTSAM in his bouncer next to me.
I dont know about you, but when someone says they don't feel good isn't that usually a big sign that means "Leave me the fuck alone." ?
Guess not.
She played Nancy Drew for like a hour. I was almost asleep when she came and climbed onto the couch wedging herself between the back of the couch and myself. I just kinda ignored it, These girls are really big on cuddling and as long as she didn't breath on me I might not throw up. But no, Every five minutes it was one question after the other. and the one question that pissed me off the most.
"You still don't feel good?"
What the hell am I suppose to say?
"No I feel like a million bucks! I got all of about 2 hours of sleep last night, my throat hurts, I'm coughing my lungs onto the floor, my eyes are all itchy and they are burning and on top of that I keep getting hot flashes. Yup I feel like I could run a marathon!"
My patience meter is on empty. I think the only people I can be patient with are probably, BTSAM, Really Big Tough Retired Army Man, BTAM, And Katie (who's so sick she just wants to scream at everyone and call them "BAD!")
Anyone else I just want to murder.
So I need some sleep. So what? I couldn't sleep if I wanted to.
Oh and to top things all off. I'm trying to be nice. That's why I'm venting on here. I will let the stupid questions come (to an extent) I will go to bed with everyone tonight and not sleep at all. I will wake up in the morning probably worse off then I was today, and I will put myself in a plastic bubble so that I wont get my baby sick and I will rest tomorrow.
Oh wait no I wont, because the BTAGs are spending the night tonight. And they will be up at 7:30 digging through the cupboards for something to eat and slamming shit closed and not caring about who is still sleeping and coming into my room to wake me up to ask me a stupid ass question like if they can watch T.v. or if they can have something to eat.
If that happens I will say no to every question they ask me. Cause I feel like being a bitch. And I'm gunna be one.
Cause I just don't give a shit anymore.
Army wedding vows.
I thought these were cute. i filled in the blanks cause it was confusing with them.
Dear family and friend, we are gathered here today in the sight of God and the Department of the Army to witness this exchange of vows and to see the love that these dedicated, loving people have for one another.
I, BTSAM, take Tough Future Army Wife, as your Family Member, to dwell together in so far as the Department of the Army will permit?”
“Wilt thou love her, comfort her via the Postal Service or over the telephone, make sure she knows where the commissary, PX, clinic and the church are and what time she is scheduled to use the laundry room the day she arrives, wherever you are stationed?”
“Wilt thou attempt to tell her more than 24 hours in advance that you will be leaving for two weeks, beginning the next morning? This especially applies to the years you will live in a foreign country!”
“Wilt thou, , take this soldier as thy wedded husband, knowing that he is depending upon you to be the perfect (well, almost) Army Wife, running the household as you see fit and being nice to the Commander’s Wife (even when it is hard to)? Further, you understand that your life with your husband (little that you may have together) will not be normal, that you may have to explain to your children, not once but twice and more often in the same day, that mothers do have husbands, that children do have daddies, and that the picture of the man on the refrigerator is not the milkman, but the same individual who tucks them in at 2200 hours, long after they are asleep. This soldier is their daddy, who loves then very, very much”
"Wilt thou love, respect and wait for him, preparing his favorite meals when he does come home and freezing them when he doesn’t? When he is gone wilt thou send him all his favorite cookies and pictures of yourself and the children so he can remember what you look like? When you are separated on your anniversaries (which will happen more often than not) you will remember this special day and celebrate it on the closest day possible to the actual date. And last but not least, put on the outside of the door his ‘WELCOME HOME’ sign when he is due to arrive.”
“I,BTSAM , take thee
TFAW, as my independent wife from 1900 to 2200 hours or as long as allowed by my Commanding Officer (subject to change without notice) for better or worse, earlier or later, near or far, and promise to look at the pictures you send me, maybe not when they get to me in the field, but before I turn out the lights. I will also send you a letter if time permits, and if not, to somehow, someway make the time. I will also remember this special day and will try to telephone you somehow, someway on the anniversaries we are separated.”
tee hee...well I smell I loaded diaper.
must change
P.S
ARMY WIVES
IS OFFICIALLY COMING BACK ON IN JUNE!!! YAY!!!
Dear family and friend, we are gathered here today in the sight of God and the Department of the Army to witness this exchange of vows and to see the love that these dedicated, loving people have for one another.
I, BTSAM, take Tough Future Army Wife, as your Family Member, to dwell together in so far as the Department of the Army will permit?”
“Wilt thou love her, comfort her via the Postal Service or over the telephone, make sure she knows where the commissary, PX, clinic and the church are and what time she is scheduled to use the laundry room the day she arrives, wherever you are stationed?”
“Wilt thou attempt to tell her more than 24 hours in advance that you will be leaving for two weeks, beginning the next morning? This especially applies to the years you will live in a foreign country!”
“Wilt thou, , take this soldier as thy wedded husband, knowing that he is depending upon you to be the perfect (well, almost) Army Wife, running the household as you see fit and being nice to the Commander’s Wife (even when it is hard to)? Further, you understand that your life with your husband (little that you may have together) will not be normal, that you may have to explain to your children, not once but twice and more often in the same day, that mothers do have husbands, that children do have daddies, and that the picture of the man on the refrigerator is not the milkman, but the same individual who tucks them in at 2200 hours, long after they are asleep. This soldier is their daddy, who loves then very, very much”
"Wilt thou love, respect and wait for him, preparing his favorite meals when he does come home and freezing them when he doesn’t? When he is gone wilt thou send him all his favorite cookies and pictures of yourself and the children so he can remember what you look like? When you are separated on your anniversaries (which will happen more often than not) you will remember this special day and celebrate it on the closest day possible to the actual date. And last but not least, put on the outside of the door his ‘WELCOME HOME’ sign when he is due to arrive.”
“I,BTSAM , take thee
TFAW, as my independent wife from 1900 to 2200 hours or as long as allowed by my Commanding Officer (subject to change without notice) for better or worse, earlier or later, near or far, and promise to look at the pictures you send me, maybe not when they get to me in the field, but before I turn out the lights. I will also send you a letter if time permits, and if not, to somehow, someway make the time. I will also remember this special day and will try to telephone you somehow, someway on the anniversaries we are separated.”
tee hee...well I smell I loaded diaper.
must change
P.S
ARMY WIVES
IS OFFICIALLY COMING BACK ON IN JUNE!!! YAY!!!
Friday, March 14, 2008
alright, alright, already....I know.
O.K.
So maybe I'm a little over protective. I've gathered this, but I can't help it. I try not to be. But I can't help it.
What brought on this sudden realization?
A few things that have happened over the past few days. I think it's what my mother said and it's hormones just trying to get back to their normal levels.
I know I've been over protective. I don't need anyone else to tell me this.
So what if I'm not ready to leave him with a baby-sitter? I'm sure it will be a little while before I'm comfortable to do that. I mean come on, I had to fax a paper for BTSAM the other day and I had been at his mothers all day long and it made absolutely no sense for me to pack him up and put him in the car just to go fax something, when Tough Army Mom (BTSAM's mother) was perfectly capable of watching him. I was gone for 45 mins and I wanted to slit my wrists while I was driving. Every minute I was away I wanted to bawl my eyes out, and I almost did.
I'm trying not to be over protective, but there is nothing I can do about it. Like about 5 mins ago for instance. I told Littler Tough Army Girl that she could hold him and when she stood up and started walking around with him my heart literally jumped out of my chest and freckin' ran into traffic to jump into an oncoming mac truck and smash into a bunch of tiny bits. Not wanting to freak out I just ignored it and turned back to the computer pretending that I didn't see anything. I mean if Big Tough Smart Army Man isn't worried about it why should I be? But then she walked over to me asking for his plug. I damn near died and calmly asked her to sit back down with him and I will get his bottle. So I went into the bedroom and calmed down. When I came back out she was once again walking around with him. I almost literally passed out. Literally, I'm not joking I grabbed onto the wall for support. Maybe it's cause I'm hungry. Yeah, we'll just say that's it.
nope lets not lie here she is a very over protective mother and I mean very protective.
^BTSAM's two cents^
Go buy some fucking ice cream.
Not that you can get ice cream for two cents anyways.
Maybe some candy.
Or new paint to fix the door he busted down.
Yes that is correct, he busted down a door so the propane guy can fix whatever is leaking in our apartment. That is right, we had a propane leak in our apartment, so they turned our propane off all of today, and now the emergency propane guy is here to fix it and turn it back on. We discovered that it was our oven that was leaking. One of the knobs said it was off, but it wasn't. So it's all fixed now and our hot water doesn't take 5 minutes to heat up. hopefully.
And that is my post. I have a child that is being swallowed up by his receiving blankets and is crying out cause he has the hiccups.
So maybe I'm a little over protective. I've gathered this, but I can't help it. I try not to be. But I can't help it.
What brought on this sudden realization?
A few things that have happened over the past few days. I think it's what my mother said and it's hormones just trying to get back to their normal levels.
I know I've been over protective. I don't need anyone else to tell me this.
So what if I'm not ready to leave him with a baby-sitter? I'm sure it will be a little while before I'm comfortable to do that. I mean come on, I had to fax a paper for BTSAM the other day and I had been at his mothers all day long and it made absolutely no sense for me to pack him up and put him in the car just to go fax something, when Tough Army Mom (BTSAM's mother) was perfectly capable of watching him. I was gone for 45 mins and I wanted to slit my wrists while I was driving. Every minute I was away I wanted to bawl my eyes out, and I almost did.
I'm trying not to be over protective, but there is nothing I can do about it. Like about 5 mins ago for instance. I told Littler Tough Army Girl that she could hold him and when she stood up and started walking around with him my heart literally jumped out of my chest and freckin' ran into traffic to jump into an oncoming mac truck and smash into a bunch of tiny bits. Not wanting to freak out I just ignored it and turned back to the computer pretending that I didn't see anything. I mean if Big Tough Smart Army Man isn't worried about it why should I be? But then she walked over to me asking for his plug. I damn near died and calmly asked her to sit back down with him and I will get his bottle. So I went into the bedroom and calmed down. When I came back out she was once again walking around with him. I almost literally passed out. Literally, I'm not joking I grabbed onto the wall for support. Maybe it's cause I'm hungry. Yeah, we'll just say that's it.
nope lets not lie here she is a very over protective mother and I mean very protective.
^BTSAM's two cents^
Go buy some fucking ice cream.
Not that you can get ice cream for two cents anyways.
Maybe some candy.
Or new paint to fix the door he busted down.
Yes that is correct, he busted down a door so the propane guy can fix whatever is leaking in our apartment. That is right, we had a propane leak in our apartment, so they turned our propane off all of today, and now the emergency propane guy is here to fix it and turn it back on. We discovered that it was our oven that was leaking. One of the knobs said it was off, but it wasn't. So it's all fixed now and our hot water doesn't take 5 minutes to heat up. hopefully.
And that is my post. I have a child that is being swallowed up by his receiving blankets and is crying out cause he has the hiccups.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Picture Post Part Duex! Or....not.
I would post more pictures, but for some reason blogger is only letting me do it one at a time and I'm too impatient right now.
I don't feel well.
My throat hurts.
A lot.
By the way that's his "Mom! I have the hiccups again!" face.
I actually think that picture was taken mid-hiccup.
I don't feel well.
My throat hurts.
A lot.
By the way that's his "Mom! I have the hiccups again!" face.
I actually think that picture was taken mid-hiccup.
So the poor baby is constipated. And either we've been over feeding him or he's been over feeding himself but he's been spitting up every once in a while. Projectile spitting up.
He cries for a bottle, what are we suppose to do?
BTSAM Says that we have two options, either feed him and take the chance of him keeping it down and gaining weight.
or...
Don't feed him and let him suck on fingers, pacifier, ect. and have him not gain weight.
As much as I hate seeing him upchuck, I like the first option better, it could result in better stuff.
i.e Gaining weight.
Or he's throwing up because he's constipated. It's got to come out somehow right?
I feel bad for him, he poops, it's just hard and he grunts when he's pushing now. Maybe he's been watching Katie Poop to much. Katie Grunts when she poops. Along with kicking tires.
So NASCAR today. Yup I slept from I think lap 72 to about lap 310.
I think.
there were 21 laps left when I woke up.
Jr led about 70 laps I think. Then his car loosened up and he fell back.
He finished 3rd.
It's not first, but he still gets points.
Well I'm going to relax with BTSAM now.
p.s BTSAM wanted me to promote LTAM to LTSAM. So he's gone up in rank now.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Nap Time Ramblings
You know some people think of the strangest things when they are falling asleep.
Like me for instance. Wanna know what I was wondering when I was falling asleep? Don't really care cause I'm going to tell you anyway.
I was thinking about Spongebob Squarepants.
I mean; he works at the Krusty Krab right?
How much does he make? Seriously, he works all the time, and yet we never see him get paid.
And if you have seen at least one episode you know that Mr. Krab is a tight ass when it comes to money, so how does he pay Squidward and Spongebob?
I watched an Episode today that Mr. Krab was tweaking out cause he thought Spongebob had found a penny on the ground and Mr. Krab didn't have one; so he was hell bent on getting that penny from Spongebob, among things he (Mr. Krab) did to acquire this penny was have a penny charity night, a penny movie theater, even asking Spongebob if he could borrow a penny (which resulted in him eventually shaking Spongebob upside down by his feet like a bully and Spongebob's brain falling out and a chase ensued after which Spongebob caught his brain whispered to it and looked at Mr. Krab responding "Bet you didn't know I was a brain whisperer.").
Well if Mr. Krab is so obsessed with money how does Spongebob get paid?
Just think about it. He lives in a Pineapple; how much are those going for now a days? $1.99? How much is his mortgage going for? I'm assuming he has one, and if he does how does he keep up with his bills? On top of feeding Gary? How does he do it?
Well that's it for now.
Like me for instance. Wanna know what I was wondering when I was falling asleep? Don't really care cause I'm going to tell you anyway.
I was thinking about Spongebob Squarepants.
I mean; he works at the Krusty Krab right?
How much does he make? Seriously, he works all the time, and yet we never see him get paid.
And if you have seen at least one episode you know that Mr. Krab is a tight ass when it comes to money, so how does he pay Squidward and Spongebob?
I watched an Episode today that Mr. Krab was tweaking out cause he thought Spongebob had found a penny on the ground and Mr. Krab didn't have one; so he was hell bent on getting that penny from Spongebob, among things he (Mr. Krab) did to acquire this penny was have a penny charity night, a penny movie theater, even asking Spongebob if he could borrow a penny (which resulted in him eventually shaking Spongebob upside down by his feet like a bully and Spongebob's brain falling out and a chase ensued after which Spongebob caught his brain whispered to it and looked at Mr. Krab responding "Bet you didn't know I was a brain whisperer.").
Well if Mr. Krab is so obsessed with money how does Spongebob get paid?
Just think about it. He lives in a Pineapple; how much are those going for now a days? $1.99? How much is his mortgage going for? I'm assuming he has one, and if he does how does he keep up with his bills? On top of feeding Gary? How does he do it?
Well that's it for now.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
It's alright.
First of all I would like to state that I only made two bottle really thick, and i watered them down before giving them to him so do not fear.
It's not like a little extra formula wont hurt him anyways.
We went to the doctor today and I am glad to announce that LTAM has gained an Ounce! He now weighs a whooping 4 lbs 14 ounces! An ounce in two days. I think that's not bad. At least he's gaining weight now right?
Poor guy got circumcised today. I almost started crying in the room, they took him from me and brought him to another room and i could still hear him screaming. I almost started crying. I think one tear was shed and then I put my man boots on, and decided that I would save the water works until tonight, when I will just let them take over me, because right now bottling my emotions probably isn't in my best interest, or actually in anyone else's best interest right now either. I'm a walking time bomb at this moment. I've been storing all my emotions from the past week because I don't want anyone to think that I'm a baby.
And everyone can say; 'your not a baby, blah blah blah' but you know what, I don't care. I don't want to seem weak. I looked weak my entire pregnancy because I was a hormonal wreck. I'm tired of being thought of as the cry baby.
No one has come out to say it, but i know that every time I start crying everyone must think 'here we go again' or 'she's such a cry baby.'
That's why I save my cry time for the shower. The hot water makes my face all red, so no one can tell I've been crying.
well now everyone knows huh?
But now my only concern is keeping Jarrid healthy. Everyone out here is sick. Coughing all over the place and then they want to hold Jarrid.
Now is when I'm gonna be the overprotective bitch.
But honestly he cannot get sick, because if he gets this cold that everyone has, we will have a baby in the hospital and everyone will witness me being an emotional wreck. I wouldn't be able to handle seeing him all hooked up to IVs and monitors and crap; not being able to hold my baby would be the worst thing that could happen to me right now. And not being able to make him better just by picking him up and kissing his little cheeks would just kill me and they would probably have to hook me up to monitors too because I would just die. I know right now I wouldn't leave his side until we were bringing him home from the hospital. I probably wouldn't even eat. My health would mean nothing to me at that point. I would have to be dragged out of that hospital kicking and screaming, either that or severely sedated; and that's only if they can get near me with the needle.
Is this me being a psycho mom?
Most likely yes. Maybe that was an exaggeration of everything. Maybe not. I just don't want him getting sick.
That same thing if i got sick, because I wouldn't be able to hold him and it would just kill me. i don't know how BTSAM has done it that past week with holding him only so that I can get a shower in, or to check my e-mail.
His pediatrician said that he has to be back up to his birth weight by his next check up which is on the 11th.
Well American Idol is on, so I'm gonna go watch it.
It's not like a little extra formula wont hurt him anyways.
We went to the doctor today and I am glad to announce that LTAM has gained an Ounce! He now weighs a whooping 4 lbs 14 ounces! An ounce in two days. I think that's not bad. At least he's gaining weight now right?
Poor guy got circumcised today. I almost started crying in the room, they took him from me and brought him to another room and i could still hear him screaming. I almost started crying. I think one tear was shed and then I put my man boots on, and decided that I would save the water works until tonight, when I will just let them take over me, because right now bottling my emotions probably isn't in my best interest, or actually in anyone else's best interest right now either. I'm a walking time bomb at this moment. I've been storing all my emotions from the past week because I don't want anyone to think that I'm a baby.
And everyone can say; 'your not a baby, blah blah blah' but you know what, I don't care. I don't want to seem weak. I looked weak my entire pregnancy because I was a hormonal wreck. I'm tired of being thought of as the cry baby.
No one has come out to say it, but i know that every time I start crying everyone must think 'here we go again' or 'she's such a cry baby.'
That's why I save my cry time for the shower. The hot water makes my face all red, so no one can tell I've been crying.
well now everyone knows huh?
But now my only concern is keeping Jarrid healthy. Everyone out here is sick. Coughing all over the place and then they want to hold Jarrid.
Now is when I'm gonna be the overprotective bitch.
But honestly he cannot get sick, because if he gets this cold that everyone has, we will have a baby in the hospital and everyone will witness me being an emotional wreck. I wouldn't be able to handle seeing him all hooked up to IVs and monitors and crap; not being able to hold my baby would be the worst thing that could happen to me right now. And not being able to make him better just by picking him up and kissing his little cheeks would just kill me and they would probably have to hook me up to monitors too because I would just die. I know right now I wouldn't leave his side until we were bringing him home from the hospital. I probably wouldn't even eat. My health would mean nothing to me at that point. I would have to be dragged out of that hospital kicking and screaming, either that or severely sedated; and that's only if they can get near me with the needle.
Is this me being a psycho mom?
Most likely yes. Maybe that was an exaggeration of everything. Maybe not. I just don't want him getting sick.
That same thing if i got sick, because I wouldn't be able to hold him and it would just kill me. i don't know how BTSAM has done it that past week with holding him only so that I can get a shower in, or to check my e-mail.
His pediatrician said that he has to be back up to his birth weight by his next check up which is on the 11th.
Well American Idol is on, so I'm gonna go watch it.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Hello, I'm Dolly. And you are?
My tits have gotten so freckin' huge it's not even funny.
And on top of that they leak everywhere.
Overshare, i know but I don't really care.
I have some new picture to add!!
And on top of that they leak everywhere.
Overshare, i know but I don't really care.
I have some new picture to add!!
BTSAM and LTAM (Little Tough Army Man)
I say being in uniform fits him well.So we went to the doctors on Monday and LTAM weighed 4 lbs 13 oz. Yeah, he lost weight. Which isn't good so I've gathered. We are suppose to keep him on the high calorie formula we have him on now, and tomorrow we go back to the doctors for him to be circumsized. Yucky.
if she keeps making milk shakes out of his formula he will gain weight very fast once he learns to eat with a spoon.
that is jackson's quick note.
I'm going to bed now. Goodnight everyone. A better post tomorrow.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Breastfeeding Sucks.
Just as I state in the title.
Breastfeeding sucks.
They should make a bumper sticker that says that, cause it's true. I was too early to brag about how surprised I was that breastfeeding was so easy.
Cause I lied.
It's not.
Well it was.
Until we ran into a little problem. We discovered that for some reason Jarrid doesn't like the left twin.
I'm just gonna name them Lavern and Sherley. Why? because I can.
Well I kinda just shrugged it off, if he wasn't feeding off it then no milk would come in; right?
Wrong.
Last night I noticed that something was horribly wrong with my girls.
Well Lavern mostly. Sherley was just having sympathy pains.
BTSAM pointed out that Lavern was significantly bigger then Sherley; And by significantly I mean Sherley was just a cantaloupe, while Lavern is the size of a watermelon. After poking around for a little bit I noticed that Lavern was a bit, well, lumpy. And tender too. Sherley was perfectly fine. A little on the full side, but it wasn't feeding time yet.
I must point out that by 'tender' I mean just looking at her hurt.
I told BTSAM to feel it, cause he's the field medic maybe he knows what is going on. He usually does.
a little side comment: I ate Wendy's for lunch yesterday. Remember that cause it plays into this later.
Now when I poked around Lavern for a little bit I mentioned that I noticed that she was lumpy. In which case she was, there were extremely hard spots the were even more tender to touch. So I reached for my handy dandy Pregnancy Bible, and quickly flipped to the Breastfeeding section. BTSAM said that we need to find a way to drain Lavern cause she was kinda "over full"
I placed my symptoms in the list in the book and found out that it was just really really full. And that all I needed to do was to milk it.
Sounds gross I know.
There was a slight problem with just "milking it" though. It was clogged. Nothing was coming out, that's why Jarrid wouldn't feed off of it. Or so we thought. After sitting on the couch with a heating pad on Lavern for about 15 minutes I started to rub the hard spots, hoping to maybe get them out. Maybe they were just knots, you know?
Good and Bad news comes out of this.
The heating pad got Lavern flowing. So I grabbed a bottle and filled it up.
No sense in wasting perfectly good food.
And by Filled I mean there was a good ounce and a half in the bottle by the time I had stopped. But I felt relieved. Until I touched Lavern again. The lumps were harder. This qualifies as a reason to call the doctor on Monday.
But even more good news, BTSAM and I got Jarrid to feed off the left one. Boy, did it feel good.
On other news we had a better night last night then we did on Friday night, a few tears were shed, but BTSAM told me to take my pain medication and go to bed, He would take care of Jarrid. so I did, this resulted in a few tears being shed for some unknown reason, probably because I was over tired. So I got a good 4 hours of sleep. I woke up at 4 wide awake, checked on Jarrid and decided that it was time for him to eat. So I grabbed a bottle and he ate 1 and a half ounces.
He is currently sleeping, which is something I should be doing.
But I figured I would get a few bottles ready so that when he wakes up later this morning all I have to do is warm them up and give it to him. Maybe it will involve less fussing. I will make another post later this morning with more pictures.
Breastfeeding sucks.
They should make a bumper sticker that says that, cause it's true. I was too early to brag about how surprised I was that breastfeeding was so easy.
Cause I lied.
It's not.
Well it was.
Until we ran into a little problem. We discovered that for some reason Jarrid doesn't like the left twin.
I'm just gonna name them Lavern and Sherley. Why? because I can.
Well I kinda just shrugged it off, if he wasn't feeding off it then no milk would come in; right?
Wrong.
Last night I noticed that something was horribly wrong with my girls.
Well Lavern mostly. Sherley was just having sympathy pains.
BTSAM pointed out that Lavern was significantly bigger then Sherley; And by significantly I mean Sherley was just a cantaloupe, while Lavern is the size of a watermelon. After poking around for a little bit I noticed that Lavern was a bit, well, lumpy. And tender too. Sherley was perfectly fine. A little on the full side, but it wasn't feeding time yet.
I must point out that by 'tender' I mean just looking at her hurt.
I told BTSAM to feel it, cause he's the field medic maybe he knows what is going on. He usually does.
a little side comment: I ate Wendy's for lunch yesterday. Remember that cause it plays into this later.
Now when I poked around Lavern for a little bit I mentioned that I noticed that she was lumpy. In which case she was, there were extremely hard spots the were even more tender to touch. So I reached for my handy dandy Pregnancy Bible, and quickly flipped to the Breastfeeding section. BTSAM said that we need to find a way to drain Lavern cause she was kinda "over full"
I placed my symptoms in the list in the book and found out that it was just really really full. And that all I needed to do was to milk it.
Sounds gross I know.
There was a slight problem with just "milking it" though. It was clogged. Nothing was coming out, that's why Jarrid wouldn't feed off of it. Or so we thought. After sitting on the couch with a heating pad on Lavern for about 15 minutes I started to rub the hard spots, hoping to maybe get them out. Maybe they were just knots, you know?
Good and Bad news comes out of this.
The heating pad got Lavern flowing. So I grabbed a bottle and filled it up.
No sense in wasting perfectly good food.
And by Filled I mean there was a good ounce and a half in the bottle by the time I had stopped. But I felt relieved. Until I touched Lavern again. The lumps were harder. This qualifies as a reason to call the doctor on Monday.
But even more good news, BTSAM and I got Jarrid to feed off the left one. Boy, did it feel good.
On other news we had a better night last night then we did on Friday night, a few tears were shed, but BTSAM told me to take my pain medication and go to bed, He would take care of Jarrid. so I did, this resulted in a few tears being shed for some unknown reason, probably because I was over tired. So I got a good 4 hours of sleep. I woke up at 4 wide awake, checked on Jarrid and decided that it was time for him to eat. So I grabbed a bottle and he ate 1 and a half ounces.
He is currently sleeping, which is something I should be doing.
But I figured I would get a few bottles ready so that when he wakes up later this morning all I have to do is warm them up and give it to him. Maybe it will involve less fussing. I will make another post later this morning with more pictures.
Friday, February 29, 2008
ok so it was ok.
AHHH! i hurt!
you know the jokes Eric makes about not being able to poop?
well he can officially make fun of me because today was the first time all week that I have pooped. and man did it feel good.
over share huh?
After exposing myself to complete strangers so they can pull a child out of it, I don't really care anymore.
but really? I'm sore. I being a moron have been forgetting to take my pain medication. fascinating i know.
it's not a bad sore, its the sore your muscles get after you work out really hard at the gym.
also my body has informed me that because I am breastfeeding that my 3 meals a day to help me lose weight just wont cut it, because then Jarrid doesn't get food, because none is produced; because I'm not eating enough.
once again I am forcing myself to eat.
And jackson is extremely sick.
So Both Jarrid and I are staying away from him, but I think I will probably get sick just by looking at him. All I care about is that Jarrid doesn't get sick. But jackson has only been sick for the past 14 hours and we got him on antibiotics tonight so we caught it extremely early and we are treating it, so that Jarrid and I wont get sick.
And to top things all off. We don't have any clothes that fit Jarrid. We have 2 outfits and a bunch of onesies. So Jarrid mostly wears onesies and stays swaddled in blankets all day long. Only at night when we turn the heat up to 78, do we let him sprawl out and stretch. This morning he got to stretch out on the floor in just a diaper in the sun for a little bit, to help the jaundice go away. I think Pre-me clothes are a requirement when you have a small baby. And I'll tell you, i have yet to find a place besides babies-r-us that sells pre-me clothes. But I'm still on the look out for pre-me clothes. Can't wait till he can where the outfits everyone else got him.
Well that was my quick post. I'm eating something then going to bed because I'm exhausted
you know the jokes Eric makes about not being able to poop?
well he can officially make fun of me because today was the first time all week that I have pooped. and man did it feel good.
over share huh?
After exposing myself to complete strangers so they can pull a child out of it, I don't really care anymore.
but really? I'm sore. I being a moron have been forgetting to take my pain medication. fascinating i know.
it's not a bad sore, its the sore your muscles get after you work out really hard at the gym.
also my body has informed me that because I am breastfeeding that my 3 meals a day to help me lose weight just wont cut it, because then Jarrid doesn't get food, because none is produced; because I'm not eating enough.
once again I am forcing myself to eat.
And jackson is extremely sick.
So Both Jarrid and I are staying away from him, but I think I will probably get sick just by looking at him. All I care about is that Jarrid doesn't get sick. But jackson has only been sick for the past 14 hours and we got him on antibiotics tonight so we caught it extremely early and we are treating it, so that Jarrid and I wont get sick.
And to top things all off. We don't have any clothes that fit Jarrid. We have 2 outfits and a bunch of onesies. So Jarrid mostly wears onesies and stays swaddled in blankets all day long. Only at night when we turn the heat up to 78, do we let him sprawl out and stretch. This morning he got to stretch out on the floor in just a diaper in the sun for a little bit, to help the jaundice go away. I think Pre-me clothes are a requirement when you have a small baby. And I'll tell you, i have yet to find a place besides babies-r-us that sells pre-me clothes. But I'm still on the look out for pre-me clothes. Can't wait till he can where the outfits everyone else got him.
Well that was my quick post. I'm eating something then going to bed because I'm exhausted
Picture Post!
My Blue Eyed Baby Boy
The moment of his birth
He is already a ladies man
With his Turtle that great grammy henigan got him
My two men sleeping
God I love them
He loves that turtle
rotting his brain on the computer
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