I'm Going To Be An Aunt To.....

another niece. My sister found out on Valentine's Day, but I haven't really gotten to write about it until now. This is going to be her second and final baby as her DH is getting out of the army in '09. He already has 2 other children from his ex-wife, so this will be his fourth and her second. Se wanted a boy, but is happy non-the-less and I'm happy for her. My brother's girlfriend finds out what they are having on March 10th and my step-sister I'm not sure what is up with her and her pregnancy as I haven't heard much about it and I think she's keeping it all hush-hush. So, this is exciting news, my little sister is evening out the playing field of cousins by adding the only girls to the mix. That makes 3 boys counting *B* and soon to be 2 girls with this new addtion on the way. I'm curious to see what the other two are having.

OMGosh....

he DOES crawl!!!! I'm so excited. Wouldn't you know I posted yesterday about *B*'s unorthodox fashion of crawling and today he finally does it the way it is "supposed" to be done. I even was able to record it. The little turd. Any way, I hope this video shows up. ***DRUMROLL PLEASE?!?!***


I wasn't sure which on looked better so I am putting both of the two that I took on here.


Please pardon my excitedness at the end of this one...I've been waiting for him to somewhat master this skill for what seems like forever now, and I'm so happy and proud of him!!!

Where Do I Begin???

I have my 10min of down time from *B* as he's taking a nap, and......it's not in my arms (big accomplishment...I'm talking HUGE!!!!) Wouldn't you know I can't think of a single thing to write about.

I guess I can start with *B* updates:
He's sleeping through the night again from 8p-8a (knock vigorously on wood here). He's got his first tooth on the bottom left front.

He's working on teeth 2-4 though so I have my hands full with LOADS of crankiness. I'm not sure if I updated on the eye and CT scan appts.....but we found out that the twitching coming from his right eye, is a combo of a sluggish ocular muscle, and a bit of inter-cranial pressure due to inflamation. Since then he's been on an an anti-inflammatory, and seems to be doing better. Ocassionally his eye will twitch when he focuses, but nothing like it was. He goes back to the eye Dr. on his 1st birthday for a re-evaluation, and possibly glasses. I'm crossing my fingers that he doesn't need the latter part of that sentence, but since DH and I both have poor vision I sense somewhere down the line he'll probably need them. He'll be 8months old this Saturday. Only it seems like just yesterday he was born...my how time flies. He's in this weird crawling stage right now, which isn't an army crawl anymore, but it isn't regular crawling either. It's more along the lines of he's on his hands and feet, butt up in the air and moving...LOL. He either does this or is on hands and knees rocking back and forth, then lunges forward and brings his knees back up to his hands. He gets places doing both of these, it's just they are both unorthodox fashions of crawling. He's pulling himself up now as well. His vocabulary is the same, only he's added screaming "Uhhhhh" at the top of his lungs to get our attention. I'm sure there is lots more that I'm forgetting to document, but for the life of me I can't think of them right now.

For the time being this will have to do, since I need to make valuable use of my time while he's sleeping and DH is at work. (Speaking of DH, he got approved for his physical therapy today by BWC, so he'll be starting that soon.) So, I'm on the run once again........HUGS!!!

MIA- and for good reason

As, I'm sure you're all well aware on any board I frequent that I've been MIA. Not long after my last entry here DH fell off a machine at work and hurt his back quite badly, as well as broke the entire tip off his tailbone. So, for the past couple of weeks I feel like I've had no time for anything. Between caring for *B* which is my full-time job, and then taking care of DH which has become my part-time job, that leaves little to no time for me. DH is doing better now, but still I feel as if he's my second child these days. He's back to work as of this week on light duty, which is sitting on his butt and twiddling his thumbs (he'll even tell you that is all he does, b/c there is nothing else for him to do). He's on day shift (a major switch up from 7p-7a nights), which is a blessing and a curse all in one. The blessing is he's not missing so much of *B*'s daily activity in the height of his awake time, the curse is DH and I are spending to much time together which we aren't used to anymore and all he does is whine about this or that, so our fighting (errr bickering) is out of control. I don't know though I guess the upside is we're working on things between us.

Secondly, I've been gone, b/c I'm in funk computer wise. I'm not sure if it's that time of year, b/c I see a pattern in my writing around this time of year, or if things on the internet just seem redundant anymore. Who knows???

Any way, I'm up for this blogging challenge that I've agreed to at COF (a board I frequent), so I'm going to try to take at leat 10min a day to myself to jumble my thoughts into words and get an entry out once a day, minus weekends of course. Hopefully I'm able to do it. Good Luck to the rest of you doing this blog challenge as well. I have many things to write about, but for now I'm off to tend to DH who's bellowing at me from the couch....arghhhhh!!!! Until Next time.............

Trying Weekend and Other Ramblings

This weekend was no better than the following week or weekend for that matter. DH and I fought ALOT. He has a tendency to get on my nerves more while AF is around, or maybe it's just that I notice his obnoxiousness more during that time....who knows. Any way, it was pointed out by him that I'm psycho. Imagine that. I'm sleep deprived, have no help around here, no time to myself, and a 7 month old who is in his clingy attached to Mama's hip stage, and I'm PSYCHO!!!! Whatever!!! Any way, I must admit that I think I need to be back on my anti-depressants or some equivelent to them. My nerves are shot. I thought that I was doing good without the happy pills, but turns out....not so much. I'm not depressed though that's the thing, it's more just my nerves and lack of patience at the moment. But I find me scaring myself with my comments and actions, and that bothers me. I'm at my breaking point there is no doubt about that. So, I'm calling a Dr. (note to self: must find a new Dr. that I like first) and going to get this taken care of ASAP. Also, I am going to have to find it deep within myself to get along with DH until then. It is going to be a struggle of course, but I (we) can't go on like this, being at each other's throats and what-not.

In other news....I've started dieting. I'm doing rather well in eating healthy, I just have to fit excercise in there somewhere. Before *B* I was so conscious of my eating habits. While pregnant with him, I let that all go down the drain. I mean I ate healthy don't get me wrong, but after a healthy meal or snack, I would scavenge the pantry or fridge for something equally unhealthy. Since *B* has came along, I guess I'm still in that mode of things. I don't do it at much as I did while pregnant with him, but I still catch myself doing it occasionally. So, on what the nation should declare as "The Men's Holiday" (aka: Super Bowl Sunday) I put out all the junk food that was in the house for the party that we had. What didn't get ate went to the garbage can afterwards (which wasn't very much). Now, with day one in the books...I sit here craving chocolate like crazy, but doing well. I ate well today which is a HUGE accomplishment on my part. My plan is to do this week with cutting out all the junk, making sure I eat 3 meals and 2 snacks a day that are healthy, and try to fit in excercise if I can. Next week, my plan is to eat the same of course, but DEFINITELY get in at least 3 workouts within the week. I have faith in myself that I can do, it's just going to be hard. I once read that it takes 21 days to develop a bad habit, and then 42 days to break it, so I'm not expecting the change over night, but I have to stay strong if I'm going to do this.

So, starting yesterday (if DH and I are still on the same page come then) there is T-minus 57 days and counting until I'm scheduled to go back to the rude Dr., and for me to get some of this weight off so that if (and that's a big IF) things are better we will resume TTC#2 then. At present time in the state that things are in TTC#2 is the least of my worries, so I'm not holding my breath for that, but I am in the weightloss dept. Wish me luck!!