a play by play

Get up and get ready for OB appointment.
Get Colt up and dressed.
Eat breakfast.
Load the diaper bag.
Let the dog out.
Load the car.
Put Colt in car seat.
Go to put Copper in her Kennel.
Head explodes as she runs away and barfs all over my house.
Clean up dog barf.
Almost barf myself.
Get in car & realize I have our new double stroller in the back instead of single stroller.
Switch strollers and knock over the snow blower trying to make room in garage.
Fall against my dirty car in my white coat.
Consider crying.
Consider swearing.
Drive to Dr's office [running 10 minutes late now].
Arrive to my OB, check myself in.
Notice that everyone and their mother made an OB appointment for today.
Find a spot to sit and Colt starts getting antsy.
Distract him with some saltines & apple juice.
Colt pours apple juice all over himself.
Get him out of stroller, he runs away.
He finds a pen and draws all over himself.
Clean him up, then he starts to poop.
Reach for the wipes & a diaper.
Realize there are no diapers in my bag.
Consider crying.
Consider barfing.
Start sweating.
Realize we've been waiting for 40 minutes.
Ask front desk how much longer...I'm told we're next.
Three more people get called before we do.
Put Colt in stroller and walk in circles until we get called [1hr, 10mins later].
See Dr. & get measured. Hear heartbeat. Baby girl is happy and growing.
Load Car and drive home.
Sit. Exhale. Eat. Blog.

It's only 1:40pm

howdy

Who's that kid standing in my living room???
Ahhh, yes, it's my baby :(
SO GROWN!
And man! Look at the head!
He takes after his momma.

Anywho, we've been busy around here lately. As my Valentines day gift from Andy he took a week off work! He's in the last sprint of Paramedic school. He graduates April 4th so he's been going, going, going trying to get all of his ER time in at the hospital and making sure he's got enough patients from his time on the Ambulance.

Not only did he need a break in the middle of the madness, but I needed my husband. Let's just face it, I can pretty much cry on cue these days and all I would have to do is think of how much longer until I see him next and instant tears. Last week he was only home two nights. CRAZY! Sometimes I wonder if Colt gets sick of me???? Luckily he can't talk yet and I don't have to hear the answer to that question.

We've had a great week. Lots of family time. Lots of shared meals. Lots of tickle attacks and fires in our fireplace. I love my family. I can't wait to have our old everyday routine back. He goes back to work on Wednesday and then I pretty much won't see him again until he's done with school but then Molly will be here and he gets another 3 weeks vacation when she arrives. I see the light people!!

Molly is doing great too. She's moving a ton, getting big and testing the thread strength on my shirts...luckily most are stretchy. I'm 30 weeks now which means she's practically here. I'm so extremely ready for nice weather too. I want to just walk around the block and not have snot freeze to my face. That would be nice. Until then I'm gonna start walking on a treadmill and on Wednesday Chelssie, Kaley, myself and our clan o' kids are going to walk the mall. Which is funny cause I used to think that mall walkers were weird.

Well well well, how the turntables...have turned.
Thank you Michael Scott.

beatboxing

Who says white boys can't dance?

baby girl's room is finito!

Now all we need is a baby...preferably a girl one.
11 weeks and counting!

you look silly

Colt has been throwing [or trying to throw] temper tantrums lately. When I grab his hand to lead him out of my bedroom or try to remove him from a situation he doesn't want to be removed from he'll do the ol' lazy bones and pretend he can't walk. Typically tears follow and he becomes a hot mess.

Instead of trying to yank him up off the floor by his arms or get mad...I just let him slide into a puddle on the floor. Then I say, "Colt, look at Mommy. You look silly. This isn't working so can we go now?" And I don't know what it is, but he stops crying and is like, Man, I do look silly.

I take his hand, pull him back up on his feet, and we walk out of the room together...his wet noodle body has magically been healed and off we go.

I'm sure this won't always work, the whole reasoning with a child thing but for now I'm thankful it does, and it saves my larger-than-life pregnant body from bending over and man handling a 30lb toddler.

He's also learned to run as fast as he can at naptime to the far, back corner of his monster tent because it's a pain for me to waddle back there on my hands and knees, pick him up, and carry him out...so instead I grab his foot and yank him from the safty of his monster home.

You can't always depend on words ;)

in my 5 disc

In the mornings Colt and I eat breakfast together, watch a Veggie Tales episode and then the boob tube get shut off for the day and I turn on my sound system. Yes, I still buy CD's. I don't own an ipod and I'm sure I'll get tomatoes thrown at me for saying that, just don't aim for the baby.

Call me old fashioned or lame, but I pop CD's in my sound system [Andy would be proud I didn't say 'boom box' which I so lovingly still call my sound system] and blast them all day long. Colt and I spend the rest of the day reading, dancing, singing and yes, sometimes I even clean.

So here's the CD's in my 5 disc (I've included my very own 5 '#' rating system):

1) Crazy Love by Michael Buble. ####

2) Play On by Carrie Underwood. #####
3) The Glee Music, Vol. 1 by the cast of Glee. #####

4) In Between Dreams by Jack Johnson ####

5) Free by Gavin DeGraw. ####

Go ahead and start forming your opinions of me because of my music choice selection. Did you think it'd be loaded with Britney Spear's greatest hits? Oh she's made the list before...don't you worry.

What's playing in your boom box?

anyone seen my mind?

When I was pregnant with Colt my boss started to joke with me because she could slowly start to see my brain power deteriorate. BP [before pregnancy] I was quick, detailed, efficient...pretty much, really good at my job. Then I got pregnant and I lost my pea pickin' mind.

After Colt I found my mind for a little while but I never fully recovered.

Well friends...the Mo you used to know is gone again and may never return, at least the kinda-smart part of her is gone.

If I don't write it down...don't plan on me being there.
If I'm not told...I don't know what day it is.
If my husband doesn't remind me...I forget about the little boy I watch on Thursdays.

Today, after being up for 3 hours I even forgot about Copper who sleeps in her kennel in the basement at nights. I never let her out...I forgot I had a dog!

So, if I recently missed your wedding, or your birthday or my birthday...don't take it personally.

Forgive her, for she knows not what she does.

recorder

He is super talented ;)

i sing this song

I love this song. I sing it all day long...

...and sound nothing like her.

the mall

and why we don't go there.

Don't worry, my mom was in arms reach.