Saturday, February 12, 2011
Sewing
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Insomnia
When you are pregnant you are so tired. I fall asleep at 8:30. I wake up at Midnight and have to Pee. I am then awake and the baby is kicking me so hard I cannot get back to sleep. I get on facebook. I have a minor anxiety attack about something that is out of my control and is really not that serious but at 1:00 AM everything is serious. 1:30 Lily has a bad dream. 2 :00 Lily is asleep, I am still awake. 2:30 I have leg cramps so bad I cannot lay in bed, but the rest of my body is too tired to move. 3:30 I am watching something awful on television hoping it will put me to sleep. 4:45 I wake up from sleeping on the couch and have to pee. I got to bed. 5:20 Jeremy's alarm goes off, he hits the snooze. 5:29 Jeremy's alarm goes off, he hits the snooze. 5:38 Jeremy's alarm goes off, he hits the snooze. 5:47 Jeremy's alarm goes off. He gets up and takes a shower. 5:58 my alarm goes off. I get up, and get ready for my first day with new students.
This or something similar happens at least half of the time while I am pregnant. Oh well, totally worth it!
This or something similar happens at least half of the time while I am pregnant. Oh well, totally worth it!
Monday, January 24, 2011
Kicks, sonograms, potty training and the mind of my toddler
When I first started this blog I thought I would be able to be faithful to it everyday. My toddler has made sure that it is not a possibility. Oh well. Over the last week Baby P is kicking stronger, keeping me up at night.
Jeremy and I stuck to our guns as we ad a chance to find out the sex of the baby but have decided to let it be a surprise. I am so excited now, over the halfway point and enjoying this stage of my pregnancy. Seeing that little one squirming in my belly, wiggling their hands and feet and just being cute I was again awestruck by the blessings that the Lord has poured out upon me. As if this wonderful treat it not enough I get to go home to Lily.
She is sweet. She is ridiculously cute. She has begun holding up puzzle pieces of animals to her ear and talking to them like they are a cell phone. "Helwo Pig, how you?" or "Quack, duck goes quack, hi!" She continues to love music, and little videos like the wheel on the bus. She learns more words to songs everyday and makes us laugh and look at her amazed at how much she knows. She is getting better and better with shapes and colors and I can't help but think that she will certainly be the smartest child in her kindergarten class:). Her love of puzzles is tremendous but perhaps the most unusual trait that shows her ever emerging personality is her obsession with putting things away. I believe this is why she likes puzzles but she is also obsessive about cleaning up messes. I pay that I have not made my child OCD, but it is nice to always have her put her toys away before she starts playing with something else.
I wanted to start potty training. I though, sure will start this weekend. There is an entire world dedicated to potty training and I am currently not as prepared as I thought I was. After hours of agonizing over hundreds of potty chairs (from the princess potty thrown to the three cheers for poop chair), I settled on a simple toiled seat topper. I purchased four board books for her and someone had already given us potty time with elmo. Then I began searching for help for myself. Where do I start? I do not want to scar her for life. I also do not want to traumatize her resulting in diapers for two more years, but I DO want her out of diapers over the next 4 months before the next bundle of joy comes. There are so many books about how to potty train your child and I have to say that if I did not think their were crazy people out their before I do believe their are crazy people now. I will not be letting my child walk around nude for the next four month, I do not care if it is supposed to make her ok with her sexuality. She is 20 months old, I am not really thinking about her sexuality. I am thinking about wonder pets and wondering how they can help me on my mission to get my daughter to use the potty like a big girl.
Step one has been going on for a long time. She goes into the bathroom with me and I walk her through all the steps. I explain what I am doing and let her explore her curiosity. Normally all she says is "yuck" and "bye bye" which I guess is a step. We have started giving her M& Ms when she tells us she has to go poop or that she went potty in her diaper, this part of potty training she likes.
I am sure as we dive into this thing full force over the next few days I will share my stories with you.
Jeremy and I stuck to our guns as we ad a chance to find out the sex of the baby but have decided to let it be a surprise. I am so excited now, over the halfway point and enjoying this stage of my pregnancy. Seeing that little one squirming in my belly, wiggling their hands and feet and just being cute I was again awestruck by the blessings that the Lord has poured out upon me. As if this wonderful treat it not enough I get to go home to Lily.
I wanted to start potty training. I though, sure will start this weekend. There is an entire world dedicated to potty training and I am currently not as prepared as I thought I was. After hours of agonizing over hundreds of potty chairs (from the princess potty thrown to the three cheers for poop chair), I settled on a simple toiled seat topper. I purchased four board books for her and someone had already given us potty time with elmo. Then I began searching for help for myself. Where do I start? I do not want to scar her for life. I also do not want to traumatize her resulting in diapers for two more years, but I DO want her out of diapers over the next 4 months before the next bundle of joy comes. There are so many books about how to potty train your child and I have to say that if I did not think their were crazy people out their before I do believe their are crazy people now. I will not be letting my child walk around nude for the next four month, I do not care if it is supposed to make her ok with her sexuality. She is 20 months old, I am not really thinking about her sexuality. I am thinking about wonder pets and wondering how they can help me on my mission to get my daughter to use the potty like a big girl.
Step one has been going on for a long time. She goes into the bathroom with me and I walk her through all the steps. I explain what I am doing and let her explore her curiosity. Normally all she says is "yuck" and "bye bye" which I guess is a step. We have started giving her M& Ms when she tells us she has to go poop or that she went potty in her diaper, this part of potty training she likes.
I am sure as we dive into this thing full force over the next few days I will share my stories with you.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
just*imagine*heaven: Fun Links
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Disappointment
Disappointment:
I should start this off with stating that I love my husband. I knew who he was before I married him. I knew that both of us were and are sinners who have been saved by the grace of God, and that we would both continually fail each other. I write this not to bad mouth him, but to vent my thoughts.
It is no secret that I have a deep desire to stay at home. My husband has consistently said that he supports me in this, however any financial steps, or anything really that goes with preparing for this has been taken on by me. I want to stay at home, but I also love the art of teaching. Two weeks ago I asked Jeremy to help me pursue a job with distance education, teaching online. He loves technology and loves playing around, so I thought he would enjoy helping me with this. I knew that if I was to try and work from home I would need his help. I wanted to see how much he was willing to help so I set up an experiment. Everyday I would ask if to either watch Lily so I could do a job search, or to spend a few minutes of his free time looking for job openings. He never did any of these things. So I got even more specific. I would say, "honey, tonight before we settle down with you read over my resume to make sure it is okay for the online jobs". He did not do this either. This morning however is when my dreams were crushed. His words of support officially and irrefutably were not put into action of support . I had three places that I wanted to finish applications too and upload my resume, I got up early to do this, but did not finish before Lily woke up. I asked Jeremy to watch her for 20 minutes while I finished. He said, "sure", but did not follow through. He did not come close, he sat there with his stupid smart phone, ( that I hate and want to break everyday because he loves spending time on it more then he loves spending time doing anything else), and played on it. Meanwhile Lily wanted someone to read her a couple of books and walked up to him and banged them on his knee but he did not notice, so of course she came to me to play. I asked him to help me out, and it was the same result.
At that moment I realized I could not count on him for this. It may seem simple, but if I am going to embark on an entirely knew career with 2 children under 2 at home I will need help. That help is not there, and if it was to ever be there it would not be something I could count on. I do not like to fail. I prepare for things. I will not take a job if we fair the dress rehearsal and we did. I am sad and disappointed. Dreams change. It is better to know now that this is my life then to commit to something and let it be far worse. Jeremy has never held me back before, he has always supported me. There is a reason this is not working out and no matter what happens I am confident that we will find someone to care for our children who is loving, supporting and an amazing teacher.
sorry for venting
I should start this off with stating that I love my husband. I knew who he was before I married him. I knew that both of us were and are sinners who have been saved by the grace of God, and that we would both continually fail each other. I write this not to bad mouth him, but to vent my thoughts.
It is no secret that I have a deep desire to stay at home. My husband has consistently said that he supports me in this, however any financial steps, or anything really that goes with preparing for this has been taken on by me. I want to stay at home, but I also love the art of teaching. Two weeks ago I asked Jeremy to help me pursue a job with distance education, teaching online. He loves technology and loves playing around, so I thought he would enjoy helping me with this. I knew that if I was to try and work from home I would need his help. I wanted to see how much he was willing to help so I set up an experiment. Everyday I would ask if to either watch Lily so I could do a job search, or to spend a few minutes of his free time looking for job openings. He never did any of these things. So I got even more specific. I would say, "honey, tonight before we settle down with you read over my resume to make sure it is okay for the online jobs". He did not do this either. This morning however is when my dreams were crushed. His words of support officially and irrefutably were not put into action of support . I had three places that I wanted to finish applications too and upload my resume, I got up early to do this, but did not finish before Lily woke up. I asked Jeremy to watch her for 20 minutes while I finished. He said, "sure", but did not follow through. He did not come close, he sat there with his stupid smart phone, ( that I hate and want to break everyday because he loves spending time on it more then he loves spending time doing anything else), and played on it. Meanwhile Lily wanted someone to read her a couple of books and walked up to him and banged them on his knee but he did not notice, so of course she came to me to play. I asked him to help me out, and it was the same result.
At that moment I realized I could not count on him for this. It may seem simple, but if I am going to embark on an entirely knew career with 2 children under 2 at home I will need help. That help is not there, and if it was to ever be there it would not be something I could count on. I do not like to fail. I prepare for things. I will not take a job if we fair the dress rehearsal and we did. I am sad and disappointed. Dreams change. It is better to know now that this is my life then to commit to something and let it be far worse. Jeremy has never held me back before, he has always supported me. There is a reason this is not working out and no matter what happens I am confident that we will find someone to care for our children who is loving, supporting and an amazing teacher.
sorry for venting
Monday, January 10, 2011
I love coffee
There are a few things that I splurge on in my life. Most of the time I am extremely thrifty.
I shop at ALDI and thrift stores. I rent movies instead of buy them. I drive a car that has been paid off for three years even though my family is growing and we could be like everyone else we know and get a minivan. There are a few things that I like to splurge on.
A. Coffee: Many would consider me buying Coffee Mate for my coffee a sacrifice rather then a splurge. I do not go to Dunken Doughnuts or Starbucks, but I need nice creamer. I do not enjoy my cup of morning peace without Coffee mate, I have tried to be content with milk and sugar. It is not the same.
B. Pyrex: I love vintage pyrex. I like the colors.I like how i can make my dishes all match the season. I like to imagine someones Grandma cooking Christmas or Easter dinner in the dishes, or showing their grandaughter how to make the best brownies in the world. The are pretty and cute and make me very happy when I find them. It is a delightful glimpse of the past, nothing is made quite like those baking dishes anymore. I also love that my love for Pyrex is shared by many of those closes to my, Linsey Pittman (you can check out her blog Cultural Nueva), my mother, my friend Laura. Many others do not understand my love for vintage dishes and will go to Target and by new pyrex for me, though the thought is appreciated I realize how very little someone understands me or that which matters to me. Pyrex does not define me, but it does help to explain me. I like things that have a story. Each one of my dishes has a story. I do not know what it is, but I know that it has one, a past, a journey. They survived. All the washings and children, husbands, picnics, church potlucks, funerals, weddings, they survived. Is a piece of milk glass with a pretty design on it can survive, then surely me, a creation of the most high God can also survive.
C. FiestaWare
This is my newest pleasure. Something that can be both vintage and new, I love the color! I love opening my cabinet and seeing how cheerful things look. Linsey Pittman gets the credit for beginning my newest addiction.
D. German Strategy Games: I like games that involve a lot of strategy, thought, and are never ever the same. They are far more expensive but have provided countless hours of quality time with friends and family. Everytime a new one comes out I want it.
For me these are life's little pleasures, they make me happy, I know that if I had to I could cut these things out of my life we would save a little bit of money, however I enjoy them immensely and I only buy them when I get really great deals.
I shop at ALDI and thrift stores. I rent movies instead of buy them. I drive a car that has been paid off for three years even though my family is growing and we could be like everyone else we know and get a minivan. There are a few things that I like to splurge on.
A. Coffee: Many would consider me buying Coffee Mate for my coffee a sacrifice rather then a splurge. I do not go to Dunken Doughnuts or Starbucks, but I need nice creamer. I do not enjoy my cup of morning peace without Coffee mate, I have tried to be content with milk and sugar. It is not the same.
B. Pyrex: I love vintage pyrex. I like the colors.I like how i can make my dishes all match the season. I like to imagine someones Grandma cooking Christmas or Easter dinner in the dishes, or showing their grandaughter how to make the best brownies in the world. The are pretty and cute and make me very happy when I find them. It is a delightful glimpse of the past, nothing is made quite like those baking dishes anymore. I also love that my love for Pyrex is shared by many of those closes to my, Linsey Pittman (you can check out her blog Cultural Nueva), my mother, my friend Laura. Many others do not understand my love for vintage dishes and will go to Target and by new pyrex for me, though the thought is appreciated I realize how very little someone understands me or that which matters to me. Pyrex does not define me, but it does help to explain me. I like things that have a story. Each one of my dishes has a story. I do not know what it is, but I know that it has one, a past, a journey. They survived. All the washings and children, husbands, picnics, church potlucks, funerals, weddings, they survived. Is a piece of milk glass with a pretty design on it can survive, then surely me, a creation of the most high God can also survive.
C. FiestaWare
This is my newest pleasure. Something that can be both vintage and new, I love the color! I love opening my cabinet and seeing how cheerful things look. Linsey Pittman gets the credit for beginning my newest addiction.
D. German Strategy Games: I like games that involve a lot of strategy, thought, and are never ever the same. They are far more expensive but have provided countless hours of quality time with friends and family. Everytime a new one comes out I want it.
For me these are life's little pleasures, they make me happy, I know that if I had to I could cut these things out of my life we would save a little bit of money, however I enjoy them immensely and I only buy them when I get really great deals.
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