Tuesday, October 6, 2009

9.5 Weeks and Counting

As of today, I'm 9.5 weeks along, which means I've known of my pregnancy for about 6 weeks. I'm happy to say that things do seem to move along quite a bit faster the second time around. Still, I have 30 more weeks to go (and I mean that...this baby is NOT coming anything more than a day early), so let's see how I feel in another 20.

By the end of this week, the baby's knee joints have formed and the heart, hands, and feet are almost completely developed. His/her facial features have become more apparent, many of the internal organs have begun to function, and the nervous system is responsive. Twenty tiny baby teeth are forming in the gums. Here is a pic of a 10-week baby in utero:


And here is a picture of me, taken at 8 weeks:












Friday, September 18, 2009

For the Record

I think it goes without saying that my mission to lose 10 pounds is out the window. I did manage to lose 4.5, which put me at a decent starting point for this pregnancy, so I don't feel too badly about it. I would like to think that I will stay under the 20# mark with this pregnancy, but considering that I am absolutely ravenous no more than two hours after my last meal and that I can't stop thinking about cherry and key-lime pie (I hate you, televised Pillsbury Bake-Off), I should probably be realistic. At this point, who cares. It comes off. I think it's time I shake the paranoia that it won't.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Our New And Tiny Baby

It is with great pride that I introduce the presence, at least, of our newest and youngest family member, Baby W2, due May 9th, 2010. Though he/she is only 1/2cm long, we were able to see a tiny, strong, and fluttering little heartbeat today. More to come.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Fall Recipes

As the weather starts to turn colder, I feel as though I'm always on the hunt for "warm" recipes to keep the boys happy at home. Generally, I fall back on soups and tried-and-true crockpot recipes, both of which, with a little bit of preparation, go a long way and are giant time-savers in this busy house. However, last year about this time, I came across the following recipe (courtesy of http://www.picky-palate.com/), which was met with rave reviews. The selling point is that it reheats really well, which is key because this recipe makes a LOT (and I do mean that in caps) of food. Delicioso!

Garlic Toast and Spaghetti Pie
  • 1 lb spaghetti noodles
  • 2 Tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
  • 1 onion, finely chopped
  • 1 lb ground beef
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon pepper
  • 1/4 teaspoon Lawry’s garlic salt
  • 26 oz jar of your favorite pasta sauce
  • 10 fresh basil leaves stacked, rolled and thinly sliced (chiffonade)
  • 1/4 Cup fresh grated parmesan cheese
  • 1 Cup shredded cheddar or mozzarella cheese
  • 2 Tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
  • 1/4-1/2 teaspoon Lawry's Garlic Salt
  • 1 roll Pillsbury French Bread Loaf

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Cook pasta according to package directions, drain and set aside.

2. Heat oil in large skillet over medium heat. Saute onions for 5 minutes then add beef, salt, pepper and garlic salt to brown, about 7-9 minutes. Reduce heat to low then stir in sauce, basil leaves and cooked pasta.

3. Open French Bread and unroll it to rectangle. With a knife cut it in 2 equal parts. Take one piece and press into the bottom of a well greased springform pan pressing up the sides slightly. Bake for 10 minutes then remove from oven. Transfer approximately 3/4 of the spaghetti into the pan (or fill about 3/4 way to the top of pan) (save leftover spaghetti for later). Sprinkle top with parmesan and cheddar cheese. Take remaining piece of dough and place it over top of spaghetti trying to cover entire surface. Brush olive oil over top of dough then sprinkle with garlic salt. Bake for 20-25 minutes or until bread is just golden brown.

Let cool for 10-15 minutes before slicing. Enjoy!










Sunday, September 6, 2009

39 Things Every Mom Should Know

While reading my new Parents magazine, I came across a brief article that I liked so much, I cut it out to save (I never do this.) It's copied in its entirety below...I hope that's not illegal.


39 Things Every Mom Should Know
by Kacy Faulconer

1.) You never have to go to obnoxious, kid-themed restaurants. Ever. I wish someone had told me that.

2.) Don't make birthday parties a big deal.

3.) Do your chores while your kids are awake. Using up naptime to wash dishes or clean bathrooms is truly soul-crushing.

4.) Put Band-Aids on everything your kids wants you to. Why not?

5.) If the kids are awake, bite the bullet and be awake yourself. You'll waste so many hours trying futilely to extend early-morning snoozes that it's not worth it. If you are sick, pregnant, or it's the middle of the night, ignore this advice.

6.) Just throw away the poopy underwear.

7.) Don't beat yourself up if you have to use a bribe.

8.) Teach your kids not to pee outside unless you are camping--you'll be glad that you did. But if other people's kids do it, don't judge too harshly--it's all about karma. (If you're in the midst of potty training, all best are off. You've gotta do what you've gotta do.)

9.) Buy cheap shoes when your kids are little. Feet grow faster than you think.

10.) Don't forget about board games. You'll suffer through way too much Candy Lane and Chutes and Ladders, but Connect Four and Battleship aren't half bad. And Clue rocks.

11.) Embrace their quirks.

12.) Know this: That stain won't come out. And it's ok. (The sooner you accept this, the better.)

13.) At some point, it will be February. Things will seem bleak. You will think about vitamins, glasses, more exercise, more sleep, more chores, less TV, more rules, fewer rules, and organic food. Just wait. Things will get better when the snow melts. Know that it will happen again at the end of the summer, right before school starts. It's the circle of life, baby.

14.) Always get boys' haircuts at barber shops instead of hair salons.

15.) Answer the question: What is the worse thing that can happen if your kids sleep in their clothes?

16.) Never stifle a generous inclination.

17.) Try to like what they like. It kind of sucks when it's Bob the Buider, but the payoff will come when they discover Lemony Snicket.

18.) Teach them to pump on the swings ASAP.

19.) If your child falls asleep occasionally without brushing her teeth, don't wake her; baby teeth do eventually fall out.

20.) I know you are supposed to use natural consequences to punish bad behavior, but sometimes it's hard to think of natural consequences. In these cases, try threatening your kids with clipping their toenails or some other activity they dread. I've had great success with this one, but you must find your own.

21.) Get used to the word zerrissenheit. It means a state of disjointedness, and it's a new normal for most of us. At least you can feel fancy because it's German.

22.) Buy kids deodorant before they need it.

23.) Teach your children to make their own breakfast--and allow enough time so they can do it without pressure.

24.) I can't stress this enough: Use duvet covers on your comforters and forget about the top sheet. Not only will you thank me for this advice, but your kids will thank me as well when they are learning to make the bed.

25.) Remember clogging lessons are not in the best interest of the child.

26.) Don't administer punishment that hurts you more than it hurts them.

27.) Always pack wipes. If your kids go somewhere without you, send along wipes. It's like having a mom with them.

28.) Do not allow the word wienies in your home.

29.) Dress your girls like, well, little girls.

30.) Make sure your kids know how they like their eggs and burgers cooked. You don't want them to feel stress when ordering at the diner.

31.) It's fine to brag about yourself to your kids.

32.) Buy quaint little toys and hand-knit stuffed animals, but don't expect your kids to play with them.

33.) Just say "no" to any toy or doll that comes with packets that have to be mixed with water.

34.) Teach them to like cool music. Why suffer through The Wiggles when you could be enjoying Wilco or counting down with Feist?

35.) Don't buy the most expensive school-picture package. It's a waste of money.

36.) Give out awards for actual achievements.

37.) You're never too old to dress up and decorate your house for Halloween. And it's more fun for everyone if you are into it. It also entitles you to more candy.

38.) If the school year, new babysitter, or karate class gets off to a rocky start, don't totally stress about it. Instead, think of the improvement that can be made by the end of the year.

39.) Independence is a wonderful thing. For everyone. So is together time. So make sure you have a healthy dose of both.




Saturday, September 5, 2009

So, here it is; the proof. I love reading these letters on a digital test (let's be fair...this was test #6...the last one, seriously.)



Today was a Hanover get-together...a celebration of our new Baby Elise (Anna and Brent's little girl) and Baby Ty (Jamie and Winston's new little man), and of Jessica's recent nuptials. To my Hanover friends, I say this: I am sorry that I lied to you all today. You know that champagne cocktail I had? I wasn't drinking it. I was pouring it back into the pitcher when you weren't looking. Even when I acted like I was drinking it, it was just hitting a closed mouth. The other "drink" that I had was just Diet Mt. Dew. It's still very, very early in the pregnancy; I wasn't ready to share my news yet. Besides, it wasn't my day. I hope you all can understand. Surprise!



Aside from that, I feel pretty good. A little nauseated from time to time; perhaps just a smidge more than when I was pregnant with Patrick. From my calculations, I am no more than 5-6 weeks along. However, I have already started to form a tiny baby bump. Is this normal with subsequent pregancies? I feel like I look like I did when I was 12-13 weeks with Patrick. It's exciting to start to "show" early, but it also means that I'll have to share my news a little earlier than I thought.



We go to the doctor on the 15th for our first U/S; a confirmation of pregnancy. I'm praying to see a heartbeat. I'm still so excited that I can barely believe it. We're going to have a really busy next couple of years. Adam and I are both putting in quite a bit of time trying to put together our life; setting it up for the future. I'm in school again and managing two full-time jobs (motherhood and my paid position, simultaneously) and Adam puts in crazy overtime at work, trying to make a name for himself Adding one more child to the mix is going to make our balance of family time a delicate one. However, I feel like it's worth the risk of having our plate too full; we can handle it. I know that we can. I cannot wait for what's in store for us.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

And I was right!

My suspicions grew stronger and stronger last night. This morning, I got up, peed on a stick, and (SURPRISE!), found out I was pregnant. I haven't breathed a word yet. In fact, I am just saving this as a draft until I do. I just had to document when I found out. I'll take a test again in a couple of days...just for reassurance.



Adam and I were already planning a date night for Friday. I'm trying to come up with ideas for how to tell him the good news. (I blurted the news when I was pregnant with Patrick and I'd like to be able to do something special for Adam this time around.)



I'm going to have another baby and I couldn't be more excited.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

I Think I Have News...

I have horrible metallic taste in my mouth, as if I have been sucking on a penny for days. The kind of taste that only a very sour apple will cure... I know exactly what that means, and I'm giddy.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

My First Boo-Boo

Patrick had his first bad-looking boo-boo last week. As one can expect, it sent me into more of a frenzy than it did Patrick. Here's how it went down:


Just about a half-hour earlier than his normal wake-up time after his morning nap last Friday, Patrick started to scream. It wasn't the normal I-WANT-UP scream, but more like he had hurt himself. I made it upstairs to see him and he was fine; crying, but fine. As soon as I pulled him out of his bed, he stopped. No biggie, I thought. He's just getting smart about when I will respond quickly, right?

Nope. About a half hour after that, I noticed his eye was bloodshot. My first reaction? Spider disease, naturally. He was covered in spider bites, the thought of which I couldn't shake. He was ill from spiders. I made a mental note to keep an eye on it (as if I would ever have another option.) Just a few minutes later, Patrick looked up and pointed at something. Holy $#@&! His eye was black, at least the underside of it was. I started thinking his eyeball was detached, he wasn't getting any bloodflow to his eye, etc. I'm very rational and don't jump to conclusions, as you can see. This all makes sense. Bear with me.

I googled "black eyeball"...I got nothing. I googled "detached retina." Again, nothing. "Black eye"? Nothing but what you would expect. I called my dad. He told me to take a picture of it and send it to him. I got flustered and said I would take him to Medcheck. Is that a good thing to say to your physician father? In a word, no. His response was this (imagine a low, drawn out, talking-through-one's-teeth tone): "You are NOT taking him to Medcheck." It was the dad-voice I haven't heard since I moved out.


Five minutes later, I was in the car and headed to Butler University to see him. When we left our office, Patrick's eye was only black and cloudy where the bottom lid covered it. By the time we got to Butler, a ten minute drive from Broad Ripple, the discoloration had moved around one side of his eyeball. I'm thinking to myself that Beethoven was deaf and he overcame it. Patrick could lose his eyeball and still be an engineer...


My dad took one look at his eye and said Patrick was fine. I started to get weepy. Was he sure? Of course he was sure. Anyone who has met my dad knows he's always sure. Patrick hit his eye. What I thought to be black was actually purple, my dad insisted. He had a little hemhorrage under the cornea (?). It was to get worse before it got better. Whew. My baby is fine. My baby looks like a little demon-child with his creepy purple-turned-red-turned-yellow-and-red eyeball, but he's fine. He doesn't even know what happened.


I don't even know what happened. My theory is this: Patrick has been trying to escape the confines of his bed. My guess is that, in such an effort, he slipped back in and slammed his eye on the corner. In the end, it's ok, so no need to worry. He'll be in his big-boy bed in no time. I'm happy that we got pictures. See below.

1.) Right after the nap






2.) About 2 hours post-incident

3.) About 3 hours post-incident

3.) A day or so later
(There was a point that it covered the whole visible eyeball, but we don't have any pictures, sadly.)

Weight-Loss Progress

Ok, so I haven't posted any progress on purpose. I've made some...barely. I think I have lost what could only have been water weight. I'm back to my comfortable 126, but I just don't feel right about it. I'm trying to stay on track, but it's not easy. Every night, I find myself saying that tomorrow is a brand new day...and that's getting me nowhere. If I can just reach that elusive 120... I guess I'll just have to try harder.

Dad

October, 2019 Nearly seven weeks ago, my dad died.  Writing that seems as surreal as the actual experience.  And yet, here I sit, fatherless...