i feel like you two are really starting to get along. at least i'm pretty sure the cat loves to hate you....
2.26.2011
feb 24
mom has several pregnancy cravings (per minute), but this one has carried over from when you were still in there kicking me in the ribs. apples. i eat at least one, if not two apples each day. usually i bite off chunks to share with you, but today you would have nothing less than the entire apple to gnaw on. so i humored you. i thought you'd get bored and give it back, but no, you kept it for what seemed like an eternity! and pregnant momma needs her apples!
mom has several pregnancy cravings (per minute), but this one has carried over from when you were still in there kicking me in the ribs. apples. i eat at least one, if not two apples each day. usually i bite off chunks to share with you, but today you would have nothing less than the entire apple to gnaw on. so i humored you. i thought you'd get bored and give it back, but no, you kept it for what seemed like an eternity! and pregnant momma needs her apples!
feb 22
don't ask. i guess there IS a difference between regular flour and cake flour. and don't think for one minute that some weird pregnant lady didn't sit and watch the banana bread bubble over and bake on the bottom of the oven....then proceed to get a spatula, scoop up the baked overflow and eat it. there is no pride left. and i enjoyed it.
don't ask. i guess there IS a difference between regular flour and cake flour. and don't think for one minute that some weird pregnant lady didn't sit and watch the banana bread bubble over and bake on the bottom of the oven....then proceed to get a spatula, scoop up the baked overflow and eat it. there is no pride left. and i enjoyed it.
2.16.2011
feb 14
this is a photograph of desperation. i've lost my picture-a-day mojo! i'm feeling bored, and like i've run out of things to photograph.
concrete detail: this picture of my new running shoes. yeah. i run in them. averaging 15 miles per week. desperate measures must be taken when you find you've eaten a full bowl of spaghetti carbonara (with peas) and a root beer float before 5pm on a tuesday night. and you can't remember a night when you DIDN'T have a root beer float! i mean, i AM currently growing our family a new member. my husband can make a pretty good grilled cheese sandwich, but i'm making a good BABY here. still, the food intake may be a little excessive. and so. i run.
this is a photograph of desperation. i've lost my picture-a-day mojo! i'm feeling bored, and like i've run out of things to photograph.
concrete detail: this picture of my new running shoes. yeah. i run in them. averaging 15 miles per week. desperate measures must be taken when you find you've eaten a full bowl of spaghetti carbonara (with peas) and a root beer float before 5pm on a tuesday night. and you can't remember a night when you DIDN'T have a root beer float! i mean, i AM currently growing our family a new member. my husband can make a pretty good grilled cheese sandwich, but i'm making a good BABY here. still, the food intake may be a little excessive. and so. i run.
feb 15
here's what you're doing. you do this kind of stuff all the time:
you've found yourself a little challenge. it may not look like much, but to YOU, that little step between the grass and cement is a treacherous ravine. you walk to the edge, look hard and deep into the cavernous clutches of all things skinned, scraped and scab inflicted, look at mom for a thumbs up, do a couple nervous foot repositionings, and then take the big leap.
then.
you turn around and do it all again.
ps- this is the one picture i've taken in the past two days, and when the light and exposure's whack and nothing's in focus, you gotta get creative. and still, it hurts my eyes. oh well.
here's what you're doing. you do this kind of stuff all the time:
you've found yourself a little challenge. it may not look like much, but to YOU, that little step between the grass and cement is a treacherous ravine. you walk to the edge, look hard and deep into the cavernous clutches of all things skinned, scraped and scab inflicted, look at mom for a thumbs up, do a couple nervous foot repositionings, and then take the big leap.
then.
you turn around and do it all again.
ps- this is the one picture i've taken in the past two days, and when the light and exposure's whack and nothing's in focus, you gotta get creative. and still, it hurts my eyes. oh well.
2.13.2011
2.10.2011
feb 10
we HAD to get ourselves out of the house today, so we suited up in our best dress-sweats and walked our buns to target. we only needed another bottle of infant ibuprofen, but of course we ended up with a whole lot more. i mean, does elizabeth really currently need a new swimsuit? the answer is very clearly, yes. yes she does.
we HAD to get ourselves out of the house today, so we suited up in our best dress-sweats and walked our buns to target. we only needed another bottle of infant ibuprofen, but of course we ended up with a whole lot more. i mean, does elizabeth really currently need a new swimsuit? the answer is very clearly, yes. yes she does.
2.09.2011
feb 5
the evening cleanup. it happens every night after the little grommit is in bed. my husband is THEE best at helping out with it. he's even calling it "his kitchen" now. these are articles waiting patiently until morning to be placed in their proper position in a sleeping grommit's bedroom.
feb 6
super bowl sunday? do we really care?
feb 7
a very, very sick little lady waiting patiently for her doctor's appointment this morning.
feb 8
you know how they do this whole blank page thing in books, and you're like....huh? well, i'm doing it.
for the record, what i initially though was teething....and then hand, mouth and foot disease...has turned out to be primary herpetic gingivostomatitis(PHGS). also for the record, i've never seen any human, young or old in this much acute pain for this amount of time. ever. and i'm really not one prone to dramatics. my child is miserable, and has been for six solid days now. she hasn't eaten for five of those days. several times i've looked over to find blood dribbling out the sides of her mouth and down her chin. horrific.
so in reverence and with respect for PHGS, i offer up this blank page. let's pretend i planned it this way, and didn't just neglect to take a picture today.
the evening cleanup. it happens every night after the little grommit is in bed. my husband is THEE best at helping out with it. he's even calling it "his kitchen" now. these are articles waiting patiently until morning to be placed in their proper position in a sleeping grommit's bedroom.
feb 6
super bowl sunday? do we really care?
feb 7
a very, very sick little lady waiting patiently for her doctor's appointment this morning.
feb 8
you know how they do this whole blank page thing in books, and you're like....huh? well, i'm doing it.
for the record, what i initially though was teething....and then hand, mouth and foot disease...has turned out to be primary herpetic gingivostomatitis(PHGS). also for the record, i've never seen any human, young or old in this much acute pain for this amount of time. ever. and i'm really not one prone to dramatics. my child is miserable, and has been for six solid days now. she hasn't eaten for five of those days. several times i've looked over to find blood dribbling out the sides of her mouth and down her chin. horrific.
so in reverence and with respect for PHGS, i offer up this blank page. let's pretend i planned it this way, and didn't just neglect to take a picture today.
2.04.2011
2.03.2011
feb 2
lucky's gotta be like 15 years old now. he's completely blind, and spends his days keeping tabs on where we are and what we're eating. his favorite thing to do every morning is head out to the back fence and get into it with the neighbor dogs. i have to admit sometimes i let them go at it for a few minutes just so he gets a little excitement in.
feb 3
elizabeth's been cutting some more teeth the past few days. poor girl's been grouchy as all getout, but i don't blame her....swollen gums and all. even as i type this i can hear her grunting around in her bed, trying to settle herself down. such a good girl.
she found some joy tonight in carrying her baby around in this mug. it really is a perfect fit.
lucky's gotta be like 15 years old now. he's completely blind, and spends his days keeping tabs on where we are and what we're eating. his favorite thing to do every morning is head out to the back fence and get into it with the neighbor dogs. i have to admit sometimes i let them go at it for a few minutes just so he gets a little excitement in.
feb 3
elizabeth's been cutting some more teeth the past few days. poor girl's been grouchy as all getout, but i don't blame her....swollen gums and all. even as i type this i can hear her grunting around in her bed, trying to settle herself down. such a good girl.
she found some joy tonight in carrying her baby around in this mug. it really is a perfect fit.
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