Friday, November 28, 2008
So we drove and traveled with 2 little boys because my cousins gave me a guilt trip about coming. I am glad we went but it was hell on wheels. For a person with a low grade anxiety that has manifested in her body since the day her first child was born, traveling with 2 babies is a nightmare. Pman cried the whole last hour into Vburg and I told J that I would be drinking when I set foot on Mississippi soil.
"Well, the party doesn't start until 6", he said.
"My party starts as soon as I arrive", I retorted.
W ate yogurt and Hershey kisses, Fritos and tortilla chips and 2 bananas. The whole trip. He freaked out about the dog at lunch yesterday and Pman was overwhelmed by the company so didn't eat at all. He busted his chin once among other things. Last night was probably the worst, with W falling out of his bed (I know he is old enough to be sleeping in a big boy bed at home but he loves his crib) at the hotel at 2am when I heard BADUM BUM BUM and so we were up the rest of the night. This morning he said, "I ready to go from the Ho-tel." He took the words right out of my mouth.
Monday, November 24, 2008
and Spencer and Heidi. I am done. They're married and I am done. I thought Heidi was slowly coming around to the fact that he is a total jackass loser but I was wrong. This is what I think. Heidi Montag knows that Spencer Pratt is an utter loser but she is a. so scared of being alone and b. feels sorry for him. If she ditches him they both know that he's out of The Hills and she doesn't want to be the one to kick him off the show.
That's all, folks.
Friday, November 21, 2008
It's been a long hard road to learning how to eat slow and savor your food. Even now I finish supper way before J. I have to sit and salivate and try as hard as I can to not go back for seconds.
Last night as I ate dinner with the LB (J was out for work) and realize that the pattern will not be broken and that I would have to go on the defensive like my mom. W wanted to eat dinner at his little table. So I sat him down and then made my omelet and went in to join him at the little table. Pman had already eaten and was crawling around seeing what caught his interest. and then up popped his head at the little table. Then the hand came up and over my plate and the pattern began again. He went to town on my omelet. He stopped eating eggs a few weeks ago but for some reason he seemed interested again. I started eating faster and faster. Trying to get all the bites with the cheese and potatoes (my favorite bites) before he ate it all.
So I tried. I tried to break the pattern. I tried to savor my food. I try to chew my food well and I tried taking deep breaths and relaxing my shoulders. I tried eating like J eats. Slowly. But it's all for naught because the cycle is starting again. Maybe I will try and shift positions. I'll keep trying to eat slowly but keep one hand around my plate like my mom. I'm not sure how it will all turn out. Maybe this was a one time thing but I have a feeling it's not.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
I finally called the doctor after a day and she said that the pain he is having could be due to a broken clavicle. Even though W says his back hurts, she said that toddlers have a hard time localizing pain. In the bath last night I saw how right on she was. His left collar bone was super swollen and when I prodded at it, W winced. So we're off for an x-ray today. I am not sure there is much they can do. They said they may put on some kind of splint to make it more bearable but otherwise it should heal on it's own. Is this crazy that this is the 2nd time in his life that he has broken his collar bone?
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
If you want to hear more go here and here and here.
Monday, November 17, 2008
So I thought we would get through the night and see how he is in the morning. I'll keep you posted.
I wish I knew more. I guess I will just have to wait until next week and it is killing me.
On the Heidi Montag front, I predict that she and Spencer are on their way down a rocky road.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Oh, Hi! I was just taking a deep breath. We've had a busy week, what with meeting LC (ha! ha!) and all so I am in full TGIF mode. We had many tantrums and challenges, up and downs, laughter and tears so the weekend when J can join us in this journey is much welcomed.
Master P is sleeping and W is at school. I mopped the floors-Pman's sleeves were disgusting yesterday after taking several tours of the house-and I couldn't stand it anymore. His lunch is made, ready and waiting for him to arise from his morning slumber and I am getting some much needed time on the computer. How people who work, have children, keep the house clean and organized and still have fun...do it, I don't know. I admire high energy people like that. I'm not one of them.
One thing I do know about this weekend is that I won't be sleeping in both days. I got so much guff about that post that I am not bitching online about it again. Ok-I take that back. After that last post W got sick and was waking up in the middle of the night. Who woke up with him? Me. and I still didn't get to sleep in. I dare you to say that I shouldn't have slept in that morning after.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
And I am really am a "short" order cook. First of all, I'm really short - 5'2". Second of all when I ask W what he wants for supper or lunch he says nothing and then 5 minutes before bedtime he starts asking for chicken nuggets or a grilled cheese. Drives me bananas.
The past 2 nights he has gone to bed hungry because of this issue and I have stopped letting him go to town on a bag of goldfish. It makes my night pretty miserable. I feel terrible about it and maybe after a few nights I will give in but for now it's my only option.
I have yet to find a viable solution. I welcome all of yours.
While in my cleaning frenzy I have to stop every few minutes to procrastinate (checking email, facebook, daily blogs) and I added Absolutely Beautiful Things to my blog roll. She's a designer in Australia- a world away from New Orleans and I always enjoy reading her blog. I just always forget the name so I finally added it to my list.
Back to organizing!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
We actually went to W's soccer practice, cooked stirfry, dealt with a tantrum over what he wanted to eat, gave both boys baths and then put them to bed. Then we watched Big Fat Loser and 90210 and then went to bed. Snooze.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Speaking of cooking....
The premiere of Season 5 Top Chef starts on Wednesday. So set your DVR's for the season.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Well, good news food lovers, it has, according to Appetites!
I. for one. am very excited about the changes to the Hangar steak sides. I love love love gnocchi if they are made well. and Lilette;s are almost as good as John Besh's. Well, actually, better than, since the last time I went to August. His gnocchi has gone down in my book. It really pains me to say it, but it's the truth. and Lilette is my front runner.
Roses from our overgrown garden
W reading the paper. He's taken to 'reading' the newspaper every morning at breakfast. At first he just opened and closed it, now he's really looking at the pictures, trying to find W's and P's.
and Pman loves opening and closing doors. Here he closed us out of the house
Friday, November 07, 2008
November 7, 2008
About Tuesday Night....
Dear dEvo Family,
The initial sounds of Tuesday night are over, but the echoes will be heard for ages.
I know that politics and religion don't mix. That is why I never write about the two together. I know that some of you will be angry that I would write about our election. But this week supersedes politics and is worth reflection.
For a moment, put aside your political preferences and think about what America witnessed Tuesday night.
Not too long ago, Rosa Parks was sent to jail for her election not to sit in the back of the bus. Tuesday, we elected a black man to the driver's seat of our country and the free world. I hope that you can feel at least one goose bump. I sure did.
Why? Because for a moment, we were able to believe that all things are possible in our country.
Debates and challenges will come soon enough. But today, we can enjoy a moment of hope. Let me encourage you to do two things.
First, pray for President-elect Obama. He is our new leader and God would have us do no less. Pray for his family. For his leadership. For his ability to govern us through a difficult time.
Even more importantly, pray that God use this week's hope to remind you of your eternal Hope in Christ. Presidents come and go. Nations rise and fall. But there is a hope that comes from a well deeper than one election and one moment in time. There is a hope that whose source is One who was here before all else, and will be with you until the end.
Maybe the doctor has said there is no cure for you. Christ the healer will be your hope. Maybe the world says you cannot climb out of the pit you are in. He will be the hope that lifts you out. He is hope for relationships that seem doomed. Hope for those beaten down. Hope for those who think they are at the end of the line.
And when you and I have breathed our last, even when time finally falls exhausted at the gates of Glory, His hope will only be beginning.
Remember this week and the possibilities it has shown us. And let this week point you toward a hope that springs eternal.
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We ran into a friend with a dog. W of course freaked and Pman nearly jumped out of my arms to get to him. It's crazy how different their personalities are. Anyway, it started to drizzle so we came home. P took his nap. I was going over several different possibilities for the day and they all seemed like such a hassle in the rain
1. Lakeside (so I could run some errands)
2. Children's Museum (blah, paying to park, getting them in strollers, walking in the rain)
3. Monkey Room (never been so still kind of reticent and not too sure what to be excited about). 4. Parenting Center
I settled on the Parenting Center in my mind. Then W said, "I want to go to Whole Food." Is this pitiful or what? I almost succumbed because I thought how easy it is to go there when it is raining with 2 kids. But I didn't.
The Parenting Center was great. I know I have had my moments of PC bashing in the past but W hadn't been in so long so it was all new to him. Pman cannot get enough and I get to sit and sit and sit and talk to other parents if I want to. Oddly enough there were twin 3 year olds so I didn't feel like we were invading baby turf. So that's my tip for a rainy day. If your kids are under 4 don't forget about it. and rumor has it it will be moving soon to a better and bigger place WITH a lot of parking.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I won't get into why or how I got so tired. But the fighting to get Pman dressed, to change his diaper, to keep him occupied at the grocery, to get him to stop crying after a 20 minute nap was just part of it. By the time we all got home from W's soccer practice I thought I was going to cry. J mentionned that I seemed frazzled and that I was. Like I said, it's nothing I can explain just a day in the life. I love what I do, being a mom, but somedays after a sleepless night I am just done. Today was one of those days. At 5:30 I couldn't see straight and I could't imagine fighting one last time with Master P to get him ready for bed. and then just when you think you'll never reach the other side of that really big hill.....
I went to get Pman ready for bed and miraculously he was relatively cooperative. We sat down in the glider in the darkened room to sing our songs and say our prayers and I hear W from the bathroom saying to his dad, "I have to go sing with Mama and Pman" So he came in and crawled up on the chair with us and we sang. I kissed them both during You Are My Sunshine and W leaned over to kiss Pman. Then Pman leaned in for a kiss from me and then for another one from W and he said, "Ki". He nuzzled into my shoulder and then into W's and we all were huddled together in one glorious hug. The song was done and W said goodnight and ran off to J for his "nigh nigh routine". I will go up a steep hill any time if I get that on the other side.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
1. I don't sleep well at night. I can't remember the last time I slept straight through the night. I can go to sleep on a dime but I usually start waking up every hour starting at midnight or 2am. By the time 4 o'clock rolls around I am so utterly exhausted that my best sleep comes after that but then it is interrupted by awakening babies.
2. I have to take care of two little fellas and myself 24 hours, 7 days a week and if I am not well-rested our days do not run smoothly and I am not the Super Mom that I want to be.
3. J doesn't physically need as much sleep as I do. He can pull all nighters working and still have the energy to be productive the next day. I on the other hand cannot function without sleep. I think in my whole educational career I pulled 2 all nighters. One was in highschool and one in college and I prayed to die the next day.
3. I find this to be the most important reason for me sleeping in on the weekends. J can spend quality time alone with the boys. While they love, love, love J and get giddy when he comes home at night if I am around they cannot focus their full attention on their father who loves them so much. They really do love their special time with him. Example: I got up with them this morning and W asked, "Where daddy?".
"Daddy's sleeping because he is tired from working hard all week." I did say that. I promise.
W's conclusion, "We have to go wake up Daddy."
So read the facts. Decide who's side you are on and pass a comment on over here. I would love to hear it and I am sure J would too.