Well, this kid already got snuffed

With B I was always on it. We took belly pictures right on time and I probably blogged about 3-4 times a month. Now I am lucky if I get 2 blog posts up and I've missed my 28 week belly shot. Poor kid. S/he probably wont get a lot of pictures taken either. I am already stressing about having enough time for this baby. Will I remember to fill out the baby book? Will I remember to blog? Will I get behind on the montages? The list could go on. I just don't either child to feel neglected. So, Tuesday I HAVE to remember to do a belly picture for 30 weeks. We are at the 10 week count down folks and the anxiety is kicking in full force. At least I am not the only one. They other night at Mike's parents house, Mike was holding his nephew when he started to cry. It was like he panicked. He forgot what to do and just wanted to hand off the baby. He even said "whoa I'm not ready for this, I still have 2 more months to go." To his credit it is different when its not your own child, but I felt it too. Are we ready? Again?

B man is saying the cutest things to me. He says "la you too, mama" (Love you too, mama). He sings "Yes, jejus meeeee" (Yes, Jesus loves me). "to you, papa" (Happy Birthday to you, Papa). I am the stories that come out of his mouth are so funny (when I understand him). It is so true, that only parents really know what their kids are saying. I swear it sounds so obvious and clear to me but others are like "what did he say?". His little personality is really starting to emerge. He love attention and will do anything for it. He loves trying to make you laugh and if that doesn't work he is quit the drama king, fake tears and all. He gets so crazy almost like he is out of control when he is having fun. It is quit amusing.

Ok, now for some baby things. My ribs are killing me. There are days I just want to cry because the pain never goes away. Like I said before, this baby is very active and,as long as it doesn't push against my sensitive spot, I am enjoying the feeling of have this life in side of me. I am never really alone. I feel so blessed that I am able to have another child and so far a pretty uneventful pregnancy. Sometimes I know I can take this for granted and it truly is a miracle. I am so curious to see if this baby looks just like B. Our friends just had their second and she looks just like her brother.

The reason for not having pictures is because they are all and home and I find I only have time to blog when I am at work ;-) I will try and add pictures to previous posts.

3rd Trimester!

The end is near. I don't know wheather to be be happy for never being pregnant again or sad for never being pregnant again. I try to enjoy it, but it is really hard when I have severe rib pain and back pain and over all uncomfortableness. Oh, and did I mention the rib kicking. I am assuming he/she is head down and feet are just rolling over my ribs. Ouch! I will say I think being pregnant in the summer is easier then the winter so far. Boots are really hard to get on with a belly in the way. I much perfer flip flops. Plus, I feel even fatter with all the heavy clothes and coat on. Morning sickness is the summer was hard too (even though it wasn't as bad this time around), but you already get really hot right before you vomit, then add the 90 degree weather and it is pretty miserable. My vote for future moms, if you can time your pregnancy, is to get pregnant in the spring or summer. This advice might change as I could be stuck in a winter storm without my epidural for delivery. Pray this won't happen.

I leave for San Diego in a couple of days to visit my sister. I am excited to get away, but ever since B has been born its always bitter sweet. When I am in the throw of things, I can't wait to "escape", but when that time comes I am always sad to leave him and can't wait to get back. I have a doctors appointment right before I leave to make sure everything is a "go, no go for launch". We plan on whale watching and hitting up the wild animal park for a safari.

B said his first sentence the other day. It went like this. "no, Yellow Guy (his stuffed animal) stay mommy's house". I almost cried. I do a lot of that lately with all these hormones. B also visited Santa this year already. Our friends always throw a Christmas party for the kids with a visit from Santa. Last year B screamed and cried. This year he patiently sat and waited for his name to be call to pick up his gift and sit on Santa's lap. At one point he got really brave and curious. He snuck up to Santa and touched his leg, then retreated real fast to sit back down. It was funny and yes, I almost cried again. When it was his turn he didn't cry, but he also wouldn't tell Santa what he wanted either, still shy. We got good pictures this time.

Viable!!!

So technically when you reach 24 weeks of pregnancy, if for some reason you deliver you baby, this is the earliest they will try everything to keep your baby alive outside the womb. At 24 weeks gestation, it is possible, with the help of modern medicine, that your baby will survive. So, its kind of a milestone in most mother's books.





I am starting to get that right sided pain again that feels like gall bladder pain, but is probably just my ribs spreading again. I am that girl that holds he stomach under the right rib cage again. I swear this time it started sooner than with B. I can definitly tell the kicks are getting stronger and just like B, this one is up at 10pm and again at 5-6 am. So I also started thinking that we should start getting stuff for this baby now too. I finally did some research on baby monitors and found 2 that have potential. Now we just need to get them hooked up and tested (they are video monitors). We are also still undecided on names. Well, ok I take that back. We are 100% sure on a girl first name, still debating middle name. We are 85% sure on boy name by default only and do not have a middle name picked out. Surprisingly, I am not that worried about it yet. If you don't already know the names I will what until we are 100% sure on both before I mention them.. or not because I still refer to B as B. I guess if you know me you will know my children's names. Ha, so there.





B has learned some new things. Now when you ask him a question, he rolls his eyes up, puts his finger to his chin and says "hmmmm". Like he is deciding what to say. It's really cute. Cuter than the word "NO" that he seems to used on a constant basis. He also says "Hi mama (or dada, nana, papa, scott, or who ever else is in the room)" on pretty much a non-stop basis.





Until next time.

Half Baked

I am half way through this pregnancy and I can't believe how much faster this one is going compared to B man. I feel this baby all the time now and sometimes s/he won't let me sleep. I get a little nervous wondering, if this one is more active then B man is, we are in for a wild 18 years. So far I haven't had a huge urge to find out this sex of this one. I am doing better than I thought I would. It does make planning for this a little more difficult especially since almost everything is gender specific. So its still fun to guess the sex of this baby using old wive's tales and other cultrual sayings. For instance, the chinese gender calendar predicts this is a girl (it did for B as well). Thought I'd run down the differences between these two pregnancies for fun.





Similarities: constipation, nausea, righted sided pain



Differences: No meat adversions, didn't puke as much, my complexion is worse this time, felt baby move a lot sooner, peeing more, more headaches this time, way more exhaustion this time, more gagging, and just overall very different.














B man is going to be a cow for halloween. I bought a size 2T and it appears to be a little small. Hope it will make it another 2 weeks. First though, is B's birthday party. I think he sort of gets what presents are so I am looking forward to him opening some up this year. If the saying is true about doubling your child's height at 2 yrs of age to find our their adult height, then B is on schedule to be 6 feet tall. Official reading in a week.














B is finally starting to put two words together. He will say "dada home" and "chi chi hot" (this is mac n' cheese not boobies). He is picking up new things so fast its amazing to watch him learn.

The Dirty Thirty

Yes folks, do not be fooled by my youthful appearance. I am turning thirty in a week! My sweet husband went to great lengths to throw me a surprise birthday party last weekend and I was definitly surprised. Most of my family and my friends were there. I felt very special to have that many people celebrate my birthday with me. Looking back I feel bad because I almost got pissed off at Mike for not following the schedule I thought we had originally planned complete with a Chick-Fil-A stop around lunch time. Since he was falling behind schedule (so I thought) I almost left without him and ruined my party. But we showed up not too far behind the scheduled time I was suppose to arrive, Chick Fil A in hand and all. It was a lot of fun!

17 weeks and I can now feel Deucer move from the outside. Its real light but there. I am also feeling pretty good too and sometimes forget I am pregnant until I feel one of those kicks or flops inside of me.

Now that my birthday party is done, it is on to planning B man's. This year is Caillou and I am so glad Mike agreed to this (he doesn't care for the cartoon). B man LOVES Caillou and I hope he loves this party. Can't believe he is turning two! Last night he said two words in a row, "Chi Chi hot" (translation= this mac n' cheese is hot). Could've cried people! He is growing so fast. Another delima is what he is going to be for halloween. We are thinking cow or dinosaur. I want him to pick it out, but he doesn't really get it yet.

15 weeks...almost

Well lets see, what can I talk about. This time around its hard to talk about the pregnancy. I can't give you any neat updates on what its doing because I can't scan myself. I sometimes even forget I am even pregnant this time (when I am feeling good). Speaking of feeling good, I can poop again! I know, gross, but when you have a really hard time with that for so long it is such a great feeling that you want to tell the world. I was doing pretty well with the nausea and vomiting thing until today. I went 4 whole days without puking, I still felt like it sometimes but could keep it under control.

I ordered a pair of maternity jeans. My friend gave me a bunch of hers, but for some reason they seem really short. I mean, they will work with flats, but not with boots. So I ordered a long pair just for that occasion. I want a pretty mild winter this year, since I can't go snowboarding and I will be delivering in the winter, I am hoping its not too harsh.

B man is still B man, rambunctious as ever. I have to remind him that he can't just jump on me because he might squish his brother (I think its a boy). I am starting to get a little anxiety about the transition from crib to bed. I thought we might try this Christmas maybe sooner. He loves beds and likes to lay on everyone else's. Hopefully he'll stay in his own. I highly doubt that though. He has officially started the terrible two's. He whines now too and tells me "NO". I swear I wasn't like this as a kid and this is all Mike's fault. I can't help but think, "Am I doing something wrong as a parent or do all kids act this way?". For instance, going out to eat is a nightmare for me. He won't sit in his seat without screaming or crying. He wants up, he wants down. He doesn't want to eat and he throws everything. Did I mention the screaming and whining?!?! When I see other kids in the restaurant they are usually really good. Oh Lord, help us. At least there are some moments right before you want to strangle him that he is so cute and I end up squeezing and kissing him instead.

Our Pets Heads are Falling Off

So kinda had a couple of weeks of hell. First off, I am still sick and throw up once a day and usually nauseated most of the day. Then on a rare good day I decide to take B to the water park and darn near broke my ankle. I couldn't walk normally for...well it still isn't 100%. Worst of all, work said I couldn't work with crutches/cane or any apparatus on my ankle, so that made me take 4 full days of sick time that I could've used during maternity leave. Plus, I don't know if you know this, but kids don't put themselves in timeout and I couldn't carry B for a few days. So pretty much he knew it and tried to get away with everything.

I suppose in the end things could be worse, I just like to complain sometimes.

do deet doot dee do

I'm sitting here at work contemplating looking a Deucer, just wanting to check to make sure it's still alive. Even though I puked this morning, (good indicator things are going good) I can't help but want to take a peek. I am sure this will be the first of many times I will be tempted, but I can't. Not anymore. Last time Deucer was measuring ahead by like 4-5 days and so at almost 11 weeks (probably measuring 11 1/2) I better just play it safe and not look.

Pants are definitely getting unbuttoned at night now, but no maternity clothes for me (we'll have to see what happens when I have to put on my jeans though, luckily we still have at least another month before the weather really changes). Since this is my last pregnancy I am going to try not to buy any maternity clothes. My friend gave me a bunch of pants and I think with a cardigan I can wear my summer maternity shirts this winter.

B man finally peed in the toilet. It was sort of an accident since I caught him going on the bath mat and just put him on the toilet, but nonetheless we made a big deal out of it and he was proud. I got him some potty books from the library and he enjoys reading those and really wants to go in the potty, but just can't figure out the timing. I hope he is or at least close to being potty trained before Deucer arrives.

First OB appointment

On Friday I had my first OB appointment with the midwife. We went over the usual stuff, but the paperwork I filled out in the beginning was all about depression. I asked if this was the right paperwork and they assured me it was. So I filled it out and failed it. Now, I'm not depressed or anything but yeah it sucks to not feel like yourself anymore, to be tired all the time, to feel like a bad mom because your too tired to be fully engaged with your child, to live in a dirty house because you don't feel up to cleaning it and so on. Yeah it sucks, but I'm not depressed over it. So now they are going to ask me every visit how things are going in that department and unless I really feel "depressed" I will just have to smile and nod. Everyone else says its normal to feel the way I do. I'm am not a good pregnant person, I don't like it that much, especially the first the trimester! Glad this is the last one.

Anyways, the appointment went well. I got see Deucer again and heart was beating away and it started to buck while I was watching which was funny. I measured a little bit ahead but nothing to worry about or due dates to change. It must have had a recent growth spurt or the midwife measured it wrong ( I did have to help her a little bit to even find Deucer). They wanted to know if I was interested in doing a non-invasive test that detects chromosomal abnormalities for a mere $400.00 ! I thought to myself "Why do I have to pay $400 when the girls on Medicaid get this test for free?!?! Even the low risk moms!" debt crisis anyone? I guess I will just have to do my own test on myself. Ok off my soap box.

B man is learning how to pick up his toys when he is done playing with them. It's kind of funny because he gets so pissed that he has to clean up. I won't let him watch his favorite show or take him outside until he does it. He puts up a fight for a while but as long as I stay strong he'll do it, kicking and screaming the whole time. I wonder how it will be when he is around 10 years old? Yikes!

Dare Devil

New game at my house! Lets see how high we can jump off of stuff and land on our butt. Since putting couch cushions near the slide indoors and jumping from the top of the slide onto cushions, B is looking for higher and scarier things to jump off of. He doesn't care that there aren't always cushions to jump on. So he jumps off the couch, off the steps, off the bed and so on. It can be pretty scary at times. He also just learned to jump into the pool and go under water. Instead of us catching him before he goes under, now we let him and he really likes it. He really enjoys the pool and has so much fun. Plus, its great afterwards too because he'll sleep for a good three hours when we get home. The Caillou obsession is still going strong. For those of you who don't know who Caillou is, he a a four year old cartoon character who goes on adventures. I must say, he (Caillou) has saved my butt a few times these last couple of weeks. As much as I hate plopping B in front of the T.V, some days I am too sick to care. B is a typical boy. With all the rain we have been getting lately there are puddles all around. He is like a moth to light with those darn things. He just wants to jump and splash in them. Now at home when he spills his water on the carpet or the harwoods, he will jump in (and sometimes purposely land on his butt like its the swimming pool). He doesn't get that it is not deep enough for that. Never mind the mess.

Nothing really that new with the Deucer. I don't know why I call it that, it just came to me. You know, #2, Deuce, Deucer, The Deucer. B was Pukie for a long time until he found out he was a Boy and then we just called him my his name. I still feel sick on and off (thank God for the off's) and experienced my first vomit and urination at the same time. I figured with all the pushing I did with B and the lack of control I was left with that this day would eventually come. I will try and empty my bladder before I get real sick so that I do that again. B kinda looked at me and probably thought "even I know your suppose to pee on the floor". Maybe we can share diapers.

Two and Threw

As long as everything goes as planned, this will definitely be my last pregnancy. So much so that I want Mike to have the big "V" before the baby fever kicks in at about 1 yr of age. That way I will have no choice, whats done will be done. I just don't see us with more than two kids. Plus, this pregnancy thing isn't as fun as I thought I remembered. Don't get me wrong, there are parts of it I really enjoyed, but I think I said this before, overall I just don't really like it.

So glad that our family knows now (and I guess now the few followers of this blog), It was really hard not telling people until we saw a heartbeat. I don't know how other couples manage to wait until after the first trimester. All of our friends will probably know by Mike's birthday (I will be almost out of the first trimester by then.) We are very excited and wanted to blurt it out every time the family was around.

I finally got my Zofran and have taken it a couple times. The morning sickness is different this time. It comes and goes. I believe this time with B it was constant. Not to down play it or anything, but when its here its pretty bad. I don't remember with B my boobs being quite this sore either and I don't remember being this tired and light headed either, maybe I was too busy puking that I didn't notice the other symptoms.

THE CHALLENGE FOR THIS BABY.... We (ok mostly me) do not want to find out the sex of the baby. I know you all doubt my ability to do this, but with every one's support, I think I can. I really do want to wait this time. So please help my cause and try not to sabotage it.

Puke count so far= 4

Pool Day!

The other day we all went down to my sister's pool. We had a blast. B got some water wings from his cousin and was off in the kiddie pool floating around. He didn't want to be touched he just wanted to do his own thing. He would walk on his hands and let his feet float behind him, occasionally he would drink water but overall was pretty good at keeping his head up. He also has no fear of water. He would just walk up to he edge and jump right in. We had to keep a very close eye on him. They also had fountains at the pool and he loved running through those. Thank God the water was pretty warm because I too jumped in to cool off. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the pool wasn't all that busy. Prefect!

SSSHHHH it's a Secret.

I hate not telling our families the big news. It kills me every time we get together because I just want to blurt it out. Luckily when I am caving Mike is there to stop me and when Mike starts to cave I am there to stop him. We both agreed it would be best to wait and see a heartbeat before we told our families. We would like to get B man a shirt that says "I'm going to be a big brother", and see how long it takes people to notice, but it might just get blurted out anyways because we are so excited. We are also so nervous. Nervous about affording another baby, taking care of another baby, keeping this baby inside til its time, and all the other stuff that runs through your head.





So far ...





I am 4 weeks and 5 days pregnant





I am feeling tired and hungry all the time. I am emotional and sometimes irrational (sorry Mike). I feel bloated and fat already and I know that my belly button will stick out by the the end of the first trimester (its already pretty flat). I am also feeling very scared for morning sickness, if its anything like last time, I am screwed. Zofran is already on order. The knowing what is coming (morning sickness) is very stressful and I am trying to spend some good quality time with B because I probably won't be here soon.





My next ultrasound will be on the 4th of July and if all goes well I will tell my family. My first Dr. appoint is the 29th of July.





Stick baby stick!!!

A Father's Day I Won't Forget

By the time you read this the reality will have sunk in... I'm Pregnant...again! Mike and I have been trying for 9 months to have another baby. I'm not going lie, it has been frustrating. This time I decided to pee on those darn ovulation sticks everyday and make sure our timing was perfect because honestly at this point thethought of medication was becoming an option. So we did. And now we are! I knew that based off of when the sticks said I was going to ovulate that I could test father's day weekend and thought what a perfect present for my husband. So Saturday morning I got up earlier so that I could make Mike breakfast and snuck down stairs to pee on a pregnancy stick. I wasn't having high hopes, but did it anyways. I sat there and watched the dye move up the stick until it had completely saturated the control line. Looking before it I saw stark WHITE, nothing. Bummed out I went to make B's bottle and said to myself "why did you test on father's day?! Now your whole day is going to be ruined." I went back to throw out the stick and there it was, A SECOND LINE! I started shaking uncontrollably, at this point I had seen nothing but negative tests for 9 months. I started crying and then realized, I better test again to make sure this isn't a fluke. I snuck into our room for another stick, looking at Mike sleeping, I wanted to jump on him and scream, but I decided to wait a make sure. Sure enough another positive test!





I wrapped up the test in packing tape, in the shape of a gift card and finished making breakfast and getting B man up. I told Mike to get dress and come down stairs because I had a surprise for him. He came down and saw his breakfast waiting, then I said "close your eyes and stick out your hands because I have another surprise for you". So he did and opened his cards. Then I said the same thing, so he held out his hands and closed his eyes and I set the test in his hand (he thought it was a gift card). He looked at it and didn't say anything, just stared for like 10 seconds and then I said "Happy Father's day, I'm pregnant!!!!!!!". He started smiling and said "I thought this was one of you ovulation sticks, and I was going to say its definitely negative." We laughed and I cried a little.





So here we go again! Hopefully!

Picking Up Chicks!

No, not B man... me! Although B does the leg work for me, but once his job is done I take over. I'm talking about meeting other moms at the park, mall, or around town. I'm trying to make friends since one of my "besties" skipped town. It's not so easy meeting other women your age and in your same scenario when you don't go to school and you've exhausted all your options at work. Church would be a great place to meet people if it weren't for the fact that there are about 8,000 people that attend your church, no joke. So I resort to parks and play areas. The other day a met a girl with two small boys, her youngest is 2. She seems really nice and is a stay-at-home mom which is even better (I hate when they work during the week because that is when I'm off). We have been talking for awhile and plan on meeting up again.

What a boy!

There are some things that B does where I sit back and say to myself "that's all boy" and then there are times when he acts like...me. For instance, B man loves to destroy things. He doesn't necessarily like to build the tower (he gets frustrated if it doesn't go right), but if you build it he loves to knock it down. Got a piece of paper and he'll rip it right up. Got a cool new toy, he'll throw it across the room. See a bug on the floor, he'll love to step on it. Cold outside? Not to him, he'll run through the sprinklers still. Any piece of furniture he'll conquer it.

Then there is his caring side. If he thinks his pooh bear or other stuff animals are thirsty, he'll feed them his bottle. If they are tired, he'll lay them on a pillow and put the blanket on them. Make sure you have a napkin ready because if food gets on his hand, he'll want you to wipe it off fast. If you tell him his hands are dirty he'll want to wash them. He'll snuggle up on my shoulder at night and twirl my hair or run his fingers through it. He likes to organize his cars or bath toys in a straight line. He doesn't like "poo poo" (anything that is dirty). For instance, if there is left over food in his high chair he'll say "poo poo" and want you to clean it before he sits on it. If there is mud on the garage floor or dirt in the grass he'll say "poo poo" and make sure not to touch it ( he will eye it the whole time though, haha).

All and all I will say he is the perfect combination of rough tough and sweet sensitive.

My precious boy.

He signs, finally!

I wanted to teach B to sign and so when he was about 6 months old we started showing him some sign language. He always looked at us like we were crazy people and never got interested in it. Well, when we went to San Fransisco my mother re-introduced it to him and now it seems like he is picking up a new sign everyday! It makes my life a little easier and I think it helps with his frustration a little more too. I am so proud of my smart boy!

On another happy note, Sarah (my sister) went ahead and had her brain surgery. All went well with the surgery and she is recovering at home. That is one huge relief. Now all have to do is pass my Neuro boards and I should be almost stress free!

I have been watching the show on extreme couponing and have always wanted to try it but felt overwhelmed by the whole ordeal. I decided that I would start slow and see where it goes. Who knows maybe in a year from now I will have a stock pile at my house that others will be shopping at! Hahah. If he could save ourselves $200 a month we could finally get a new car! Our grocery bill per month is a little bit ridiculous anyways so cutting that down is a must!

Nothing else new to report. I do realize that these posts are getting further and further apart, I am trying people!

Mother's Day

This year for Mother's day I had to work...shocker. So we celebrated on a Saturday. We didn't do a whole lot. Mike and B got me lunch and gave be a beautiful hand painted picture frame done by B with his picures inside. So cute. Mike got me a great card and flowers, then...I got called into work (I was on call) and then we went to a baby shower. Sort of low key, but hey, thats how we roll sometimes. I, of course, got myself a silver necklace with a pearl pendant that has a "B" on it in silver. I have been looking for something to do for B and I like this better than the tatoo thing. Obviously the best Mother's day gift is B and I don't really need anything else.

******pictures to come*******

Easter and Other Stuff

Today is Easter and because it is Sunday I am at work. We celebrated Easter yesterday though and just when I thought THIS Easter would be without snow (because it fell later in the month), we did our Easter egg hunt in the the snow flurries. B didn't really know what to do, but he does follow instructions, so Mike put the eggs in obvious areas and we pointed to them and told him to put them in his basket and he did. He even got a little excited about it too. It was really cute. Once we got inside I shook the eggs the let him know there was a treat inside (puffs) and he got excited and ate all of them. Glad I took out the chocolate last minute, he just didn't need that too. Later in the day we had Easter Lunch/Dinner at my Mom's house. It was nice getting the whole family together again. Last time we did that was Christmas. B had fun with his cousins, especially Nene (Delanie). Her and Summer played with him the most, they kept saying how adorable he was, haha. Cute.

Mike and I just recently got back from a little get away to San Francisco and Napa Valley. We had a good time. I will say we didn't do as much relaxing as I would have liked, but we did squeeze in a lot of activities. We went to a Giants game, took a ferry to Napa, rode the Napa Valley Wine train, went wine tasting and karaoking, rode bikes in downtown Napa, met up with my friend for dinner and drinks, walked ALL around San Fran, and took a ferry tour of the bay which included the Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz. Exhausting but fun. We sure missed B, but it sounds like he had fun with Nana and Grandma. He did well for them.

Now for a little vent...

Yes, we are trying for a sibling for B. We have been for 6 months. If you ask if we have been "really trying" the answer is still yes. Will I tell you if and when I get pregnant...yes. Just going to say it has been frustrating at times and I knew it would be slightly more difficult for us to get pregnant, but I do have faith that it will happen in His time and Mike and I will continue to do everything in our power to aide in that process. We aren't going to extremes and are not sure we even will. The option has been given to me, but am not ready to take that rode or not even sure if we will take that rode. If you tell me to relax and it will happen I might just stare at you blankly. If you ask if we just do this or that I might just stare at you some more. Don't take it personally, but we already know. Thanks for your concerns and advice (and prayers). I can't imagine the feelings of someone who has been trying for years, I hope I never get to feel that! Thanks for the vent!

So excited to go to Napa next week. I'm not a huge wine drinker ( I like my Chardonnays every once in awhile), but just excited for a vacation. We've done the beach and mountain vacations so this is a change of pace for us and I'm looking forward to it. B won't be going, obviously, so I hope he does well for the grandmas (two days with Grandma Sue and two days with Nana). His separation anxiety is still there, but it at least seems to be getting better. We will miss him though. We always look at pictures of him when we leave, even if it is to dinner, we will pull our cell phones out and scroll through pictures.

I am pleased to announce that we will be adding another Johnson boy to the family...no not me, Cari. She came in today for a scan and sure enough he fooled us all. I don't know if we were all convinced it was a girl since its been awhile for a girl or if it was Cari saying she felt different this time. Either way it looks to be a healthy little man. One more boy and we have a soft ball team (provided Dan can still hang with the boys in 15 years). So excited for another baby in the family.

Craziest weather today. Yesterday was 75 degrees, today blizzard. Weird. Glad I got the yard work done yesterday. Here is our latest project. (Its a garden)

Mike has been working hard to get our garden ready for planting (ok what ever, I did pull a bunch of rocks out of it). I think it has turned into a competition though with his Brian. I caught him texting pictures of their gardens to each other for comparison. I think its very. Every thing has to be a competition with him.

"She's leaving on a jet plane, don't know when she'll be back again"

Sad sad day we had (although from the pictures it doesn't look like it). We did good though, didn't cry in public, (I know I saved that for home) we did tear up. The Trujillos have left the building folks! B's best friend and my best friend are heading to California for a better opportunity and earthquakes...just saying. As an earthquake survivor myself (early 90's) they are scary and hopefully willbring them back home to Colorado ;-) (only half joking). At least I got to see Robbie Roo walk! We will be skyping quite often and Mike and I will see them when we go to Napa in April. Before they left we went out to breakfast and then let the kids play at Monkey Business. Now I need to find someone new to hang with wed-fri. Most other people work or live too far away. It was really nice to be able to vent my fraustrations to another new mom, bounce our lack of parenting knowledge off each other and share in the excitment of our kids accomplishing new milestones.I enjoyed our trips out and loved watching our kids interact with eachother. I will truly miss hanging out with them. ok moving on before I start crying again.

B is really testing my patience lately. He is really really good at throwing a fit (he must have got that from me). The other day at the zoo was pretty embarassing. I had to literally wrestle him back into the stroller (yes- he is getting very strong) all while people looked at us. He screamed and cried for a good 15 min. Iremember when we finally approached the picnic area where we were going to eat, this other mom, having a peaceful lunch with her 2 yr old, looked over at me with this look that said "come on, we are trying to eat here." I just wanted to say to her "like your kid is perfect!" He did finally calme down and ate some lunch with that lady still there so she could see that maybe he was just hungry OK. After that my friend was like "I think I am going to head out now." I don't blame her. This is the 4th public tantrum in the 8 days I've been with him. God, I hope this is a phase.

$0.01 Pony Rides At The Store= Negative

Every time, and I mean every time, we go to the grocery store B whines at something. It used to be the balloons (sometimes it still is) and sometimes its a free cookie (thanks to his dad for introducing that to him) , but lately its the Pony. You know, the $ 0.01 pony rides that kids just love. As soon as we enter the store the words "neigh neigh" come out of his cute little mouth and do not stop until we go over and LOOK at the pony. God forbid you try and put him on the thing, no he is just fine looking at it. I've tried to put him on without out it moving, after he watches another little kid ride it, and with me on it too. He just gripes on to you like a cat about to get in the bathtub. I don't get it?! He is so mesmerized by it but wants nothing to do with it, kind of like with babies. He loves my friend's baby, always pointing at it and staring at it. But, don't you dare bring that baby too close to him. He does this with the babies at the indoor playgrounds too. It's kind of funny, really.

On a side note, Mike and I are planning to go to Napa Valley for vacation here soon, if we ever get around to actually booking it. We always do this, talk talk talk about it and then book last minute. Not really cool when your trying to book a babysitter. I told him to just do it already and he said "We got plenty of time, its not for another five weeks". Typical Mike- procrastinator.
I also decided to get an Ipad. My computer (the old Apple Mike gave me because it was too slow and sucked) finally went dead. I hope we can shock it back one more time to retrieve all the pictures off of it and put it on my Ipad. I am excited to get it. Hopefully more blogging and I want to turn this blog into a book so maybe that will finally happen.

Squeezing One More In

Man, you can tell life is a little more hectic since I am trying hard to squeeze in at least 3 posts for the month of February. It used to be 5-6 posts a month. Oh well.

We decided on the more pre-school type daycare for B man. I feel more comfortable knowing that she has done this for years and that there is another adult with her. Now we got to get all the paper work and doctors notes together. Never realized how much information they need, but it is a good thing, don't want my child hanging around some non-immunized kid, haha.

B has become pretty funny lately. He laughs at a lot of things. One thing that is really funny to him is farting. Yes, I know I shouldn't encourage it but it is pretty funny. They other day I thought I heard him wake from his nap and when I got closer to his room I heard him laughing and saying "poooh". I quietly opened the door and saw him lying there laughing while pinching his nose closed and saying "pooooh". And boy did it stink. Sure enough he pooped his pants and it was stinky. He also thinks it is so funny when Daddy asks him to pull his finger and he farts. Boys?!?! I won't even tell you about the new fascination with his boy parts, I don't want to embarrass him, but according to other mothers of boys, it IS normal. Oh yeah, B also laughs at pictures of other kids doing funny things. For instance, we went to the library and I got him this book called "Baby Giggles". There are these two kids that he always laughs at. One has her teddy bear on her head and the other is picking her nose. B thinks the girl with her finger in her nose is hilarious. He only wants you to read that page and he will laugh at it for 5 mins straight. B does have the most adorable giggle. I love it!

Day Care choices.

I guess I better post something before the month is up.As you can see the amount of blogs are getting shorter and shorter. They only new thing going on now is that B will go to daycare. We have interview 4 in home daycare places and I've talked to/visited 3 daycare centers. I hope this is enough. Because of the lack of days we need care for B man we decided to go with an at home daycare. For anyone that knows what it is like to try and decide which place is best for your precious baby, then you know it can be a struggle. I am going back and forth on two very nice ladies but very different ladies. One is real structured, has a curriculum, years of experience, and an assistant. The other was really welcoming and warm, reached out for B and held him, loves her adopted 2 yr old son about as much as I love B (we pretty much cried at our interview talking about how much we love our boys.). They both have a really good areas set up at their house and are licensed and follow the regulations on number of kids and what to feed the kids. What I didn't like about #1 was she didn't seem as nurturing to B, didn't say hi to him and wouldn't hold him. What I didn't like about the other lady is her lack of experience (just opened this year). I'm sure B will do great at either place and come home just fine, but I can't help but think that maybe I could open a daycare at my house? Then my sister reminded me that I wouldn't be good at it. ;-)

So we go around and around on the who is best for B and where he would fit in the best. AHHHH so hard to

decide.

(first day of daycare a week later).

New Things Going On Here

There are a couple exciting things going on right now in our lives. The first excited thing is that I get a sister in-law. I've never had one before (haha I have all sisters and just kept gaining brother in laws ;-) ). Adam and Cari will marry on February 11th and I can't be more excited and want to wish them a life time of happiness together. Also, B is going to get two cousins out of the deal, no not twins. Cari has a 6 year old from a previous relationship and is pregnant again! The newest addition with arrive in late September. What a blessing. Now if only I could get knocked up with her... that would be so fun. I was pregnant with my sister and it was nice to talk to someone who understood how you felt.

On a lighter note but another good note, B has more than six teeth now! I noticed he was chewing on his fingers a lot and biting things, but every time I looked at his teeth (the ones in front) I never noticed any neighbors coming in. Honestly I was getting a little worried he would only have the top 4 and the bottom 2 forever, but that's what I do, worry. We were playing around together the other day and he was laughing and I thought I saw some food in his mouth. I stuck my finger back there and sure enough he has a molar! Three that is. One on each side up top and one on the bottom left. I wonder when the middle ones will fill in? AWWW my little chomper. Surprisingly things haven't been too rough with those coming in, like I said just more drooling and chewing on fingers. Speaking of fingers, I am crossing mine that it wont get any worse for him. He's is getting so big and smart. I just love him.

Hitting is not cool.

My precious boy has a little bit of a "problem". B is usually really good and sweet. He will give mama kisses and hugs, but lately he has been hitting Mike and I. I hear it is a normal phase at this age because it is the only way they know how to express themselves since they (he) can't talk yet. It is disheartening though because I have to disipline him and I don't like doing that. Plus, it seems to happen often. Now I know getting your diaper changed isn't the most fun thing to do , but to hit and kick me for it?! I don't know. I hope I am not raising a wild child.

That's it, short and sweet.

National Western "Sick" Show

I am calling this post the sick show for a reason. 1- it always smells sick. 2- poop everywhere 3- I should've listened to Mike when he told me all the kids last year got sick, because B vomited last night in bed after we got home. I feel like I can't take my kid anyone fun because he always has to pay the price for it (and so do we). I get so excited to take him to new places and experience things, but now, I don't know if its worth him getting sick from it. I even purelled his hands the entire time we were there and he did even go into the petting farm.

Anyways... It was a packed house and for this reason alone I didn't want to go on a Saturday, but with Mike's busy work schedule (this really is a blessing) we had to go on Saturday like every other family in Colorado. He got to see horses, cows, chickens, roosters, rabbits, sheep and goats. He also got to ride his first pony! He was so nervous and cried at times. He did look really cute in his outfit though. I guess next year we will skip it :-( at least until he is older. There really wasn't a whole lot for him to do anyways. Its better with 4-7 year olds I think.
Here are some pics from our adventure:


B looking at a goats butt.

Checking out the cattle auction.

Pony Ride.

My little cowboy.

What B Can Say and Understand Now.

At 14.5 months old I thought I should write down some things that B can say and understand. I try to keep up with it in my other book too, but this is turning out to be exhausting. I got to keep going though because I (and B) will enjoy looking at this in years to come.

What he understands (this is not everything because he knows a lot more than I think he does);
1. "Go to your Chair"- referring to his high chair
2. "Get in the car"- wish is was my car because he starts crying when he finds out we aren't going for a walk in his push car.
3. "Put it in", "Give it to dad", "Where's ____", "do you want to watch a movie", "get a book"
4. "Outside", "let's go", "Basement" (because that is where nana's drums are). "turn around"- when referring to go down the stairs/slide. " do you want down/to go to bed/ up?"
5. "put your shoes/socks on" -he'll lift up his feet to help you do it. "lets put your coat on"- he'll put his arm through the sleeves.
6. He knows hot and cold- he'll say brrrr
7. "Give me a kiss" (he'll lean in with his mouth, so freakin' cute)
8. "Brush your hair/teeth"
9. Water- for drinking

Things he says;
1. Ba (ball), Boo (book or DVD), Bir (bird), Brrr (as in cold), Bo- the dog
2. Kitty, Key (eat/hungry/cracker)
3. Da (dad)
4. haaa (hot)
5. He makes "car" sounds when playing with his toy cars and trucks (crash noises and engine noises)
But mostly he points to start and cries or says "Huh".