Friday, November 30, 2007
I just injected myself for the first time.
With insulin of course. LOL It didn't hurt, but really wasn't something I was looking forward to. Hopefully tomorrow's 10pm injection will be easier on my nerves.
O Christmas Tree
We got our real Christmas tree tonight and Ben loves it.
He kept walking over and hitting it (how he shows he's excited lately) so I told him to smell it. I walked over with him and smelt it and said "Mmmm, it smells so good!" He followed my lead by smelling it so I walked away and sat back down just in time to notice him licking and nibbling at the branch.
He walked away saying "Mmmm" but he didn't do it again so I think he figured out that it wasn't to eat after all. ROFL We're decorating it tomorrow. I'll have to make sure all the ornaments within his reach weren't made in China.
Although on a serious note, the lights on the tree have lead in their wires so hopefully he won't try and nibble on those. I guess all green/white wired Christmas lights have lead in the wires to make them flexible. There was a segment on the news about them the other day and they said you're supposed to wash your hands after handling them.
He kept walking over and hitting it (how he shows he's excited lately) so I told him to smell it. I walked over with him and smelt it and said "Mmmm, it smells so good!" He followed my lead by smelling it so I walked away and sat back down just in time to notice him licking and nibbling at the branch.
He walked away saying "Mmmm" but he didn't do it again so I think he figured out that it wasn't to eat after all. ROFL We're decorating it tomorrow. I'll have to make sure all the ornaments within his reach weren't made in China.
Although on a serious note, the lights on the tree have lead in their wires so hopefully he won't try and nibble on those. I guess all green/white wired Christmas lights have lead in the wires to make them flexible. There was a segment on the news about them the other day and they said you're supposed to wash your hands after handling them.
Burger King
The big boys were fighting over where they wanted to eat dinner (Logan was shouting Burger King, and Billy was shouting McDonald's....) and then at a red light Ben just up and yells out "Burger King!!". Shaun and I looked at each other and cracked up. He also said "Logan" for the first time today.
We ended up at Wendy's since I knew I could have a small salad and burger from there without going over on my carbs. LOL
We ended up at Wendy's since I knew I could have a small salad and burger from there without going over on my carbs. LOL
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Look! He can jump!
Ben now says "Look!" and points to the singing snowmen on the entertainment center.
He also started jumping this evening. Of course his feet don't leave the floor when he jumps, but by the look on his face he might as well be soaring through the clouds. I am charging my batteries and will try and get video of him tomorrow.
He also started jumping this evening. Of course his feet don't leave the floor when he jumps, but by the look on his face he might as well be soaring through the clouds. I am charging my batteries and will try and get video of him tomorrow.
Scary stuff!
How many carbs are in a large size french fry from McDonalds???
70!!!!
http://www.mcdonalds.com/app_controller.nutrition.index1.html
So...if you get the Quarter Pounder w/cheese meal (with medium fries and diet coke) that's a total of 87 carbs. Only 17 more than a large fry. A cheeseburger happy meal with a chocolate milk has 62.
I am never eating at McDonalds again!
Well...maybe one more time...but then that's it. ;-)
70!!!!
http://www.mcdonalds.com/app_controller.nutrition.index1.html
So...if you get the Quarter Pounder w/cheese meal (with medium fries and diet coke) that's a total of 87 carbs. Only 17 more than a large fry. A cheeseburger happy meal with a chocolate milk has 62.
I am never eating at McDonalds again!
Well...maybe one more time...but then that's it. ;-)
Friday, November 23, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
Logan's Thanksgiving Show
Logan was in a show this morning with his 3rd grade class. He had a speaking part and sang a bunch of songs. He did an awesome job!!
Logan reciting his lines
Singing one of the many songs
Logan reciting his lines
Singing one of the many songs
A house full of sicko's.
That's what we are! Ben is on his second round of antibiotics for an ear infection that just won't go away. Logan and Billy have typical November runny noses.
I on the other hand am slowly falling apart. I took my one hour glucose test this week and failed miserably. I meet with a dietitian on the 26th. I hope to just be put on a strict diet, I really don't want to have to test my blood daily, but of course I will if it means a healthy baby.
Thursday evening I started having lots of pain in my left hip & thigh. Sciatic pain, or at least that's what I thought it was. By Saturday morning I was in so much pain I couldn't walk without crying and gritting my teeth. Shaun had already left for paramedic class in Portland so my parents came over and helped me out. My mom watched the boys while my father drove me to the ER. I never complain about being in pain so they knew it was bad for me to agree to go to the hospital. There after a few hours of waiting I was diagnosed with Piriformis Syndrome. I'm still in a ton of pain and supposed to call and set up Physical Therapy today. Hopefully that helps, I still have roughly 10wks left of this pregnancy. It may be a loooooong 10wks.
I on the other hand am slowly falling apart. I took my one hour glucose test this week and failed miserably. I meet with a dietitian on the 26th. I hope to just be put on a strict diet, I really don't want to have to test my blood daily, but of course I will if it means a healthy baby.
Thursday evening I started having lots of pain in my left hip & thigh. Sciatic pain, or at least that's what I thought it was. By Saturday morning I was in so much pain I couldn't walk without crying and gritting my teeth. Shaun had already left for paramedic class in Portland so my parents came over and helped me out. My mom watched the boys while my father drove me to the ER. I never complain about being in pain so they knew it was bad for me to agree to go to the hospital. There after a few hours of waiting I was diagnosed with Piriformis Syndrome. I'm still in a ton of pain and supposed to call and set up Physical Therapy today. Hopefully that helps, I still have roughly 10wks left of this pregnancy. It may be a loooooong 10wks.
November 15th
November 15th marked the 6 year anniversary of Gabriel's birth.
Click the link below to see his gown, hat, birth stats, footprints, and how young Logan was that day. (Not graphic at all, it's just too wide to fit in the blog.)
http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b159/laurellove06/gabrielinfo.jpg
Click the link below to see his gown, hat, birth stats, footprints, and how young Logan was that day. (Not graphic at all, it's just too wide to fit in the blog.)
http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b159/laurellove06/gabrielinfo.jpg
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Take the kids away already!!
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,310137,00.html
Take the kids away from her. I feel so bad for those two little boys. I am far from being the perfect mother but it makes me sick to see someone with two children have complete disregard for their safety and well being. I may never be rich or famous, but I know what it's like to be a mother. She is a sad excuse for a mother. Her mother should be ashamed.
Take the kids away from her. I feel so bad for those two little boys. I am far from being the perfect mother but it makes me sick to see someone with two children have complete disregard for their safety and well being. I may never be rich or famous, but I know what it's like to be a mother. She is a sad excuse for a mother. Her mother should be ashamed.
How does she know?
Our dog Bella wakes up just after 5am EVERY morning and barks to be let outside. How does she know it's 5am? Even with the time change...she's constant. Shaun worked overnight last night and I knew when I laid my head on the pillow just after 11pm that in 6hrs I would be up letting the dog out. Sure enough (what seemed like 10 minutes later) I hear her. I jump out of bed and run downstairs to let her out.
As I pass the cable box I notice the time, it's 5:13am. I let her out of her kennel and she runs to the back door. I let her out and she runs out as if she's about to burst...turns around and sits on the porch staring back at me. We stare at each other for a minute. I turn around and walk off hoping that she will go, do her business and come right back. When I go back and look she's smelling under the clothesline picking a spot. She goes and I open the door to let her in. She glanced back and then took off full speed into the darkness. The backyard is fenced in so she couldn't go far, but far enough that I couldn't see her. I took a seat on the sofa figuring she would be back in a minute..it was FREEZING cold. I go back and call for her...still no sign of that stinky puff ball. My patience was wearing out now so I grab the box of dog bones and shake them while calling her name. Still not a peep. I swear she was sitting down by the back of the fence laughing at me standing in the cold waiting for her. I KNEW she had a plan.
I go back to bed knowing that the second I get settled in she will bark to be let in. Of course now Garrett is up and moving around like crazy in my belly. I hate it when he does that and I'm trying to sleep. It makes me so sick to my stomache. Just as he starts to quiet down I hear her. I get up again, run downstairs past the cable box...which now read 5:36am and opened the back door. Of course she's right there waiting to be let in. I open the door she runs in and I run as fast as I can to get the gate shut to the living room and head back to bed.
That's when I hear a thud. I turn around go back into the kitchen to see her digging though the trashcan as if she had found a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. I get her away from the chicken bone she's protecting and get everything back into the trashcan, put the trashcan on the top stair leading to the basement. I figured if the cats knocked it over...Shaun can pick it up. After all it is him who says we can not find the dog a new home. By this time she's in her kennel and settled in. I leave the kennel door open so she can get out and shut the kitchen gate to keep her stinky dog smell off the sofa.
It's 5:45 and I'm heading back to bed. Of course Garrett is awake again and now I have horrible acid reflux so sleeping is next to impossible. I hear Logan cough a few times, Billy hit the wall and they're on their way downstairs. I lay in bed listening to them fight over which transformer is the coolest as the dog chases our two cats all over the house. It sounded like a presidential debate and a elephant stampede at the same time. Thankfully Ben was oblivious and still sleeping so that meant I could try to get some sleep too. 5 minutes of 7 Ben is awake and wants out of his crib so we head downstairs to start the morning.
How in the world does the dog know when it's 5am and why does she get up at the crack of dawn just to pee? I can barely drag myself out of bed at 6:55am with a full bladder, two kids yelling, one crying and a stampede going on.
As I pass the cable box I notice the time, it's 5:13am. I let her out of her kennel and she runs to the back door. I let her out and she runs out as if she's about to burst...turns around and sits on the porch staring back at me. We stare at each other for a minute. I turn around and walk off hoping that she will go, do her business and come right back. When I go back and look she's smelling under the clothesline picking a spot. She goes and I open the door to let her in. She glanced back and then took off full speed into the darkness. The backyard is fenced in so she couldn't go far, but far enough that I couldn't see her. I took a seat on the sofa figuring she would be back in a minute..it was FREEZING cold. I go back and call for her...still no sign of that stinky puff ball. My patience was wearing out now so I grab the box of dog bones and shake them while calling her name. Still not a peep. I swear she was sitting down by the back of the fence laughing at me standing in the cold waiting for her. I KNEW she had a plan.
I go back to bed knowing that the second I get settled in she will bark to be let in. Of course now Garrett is up and moving around like crazy in my belly. I hate it when he does that and I'm trying to sleep. It makes me so sick to my stomache. Just as he starts to quiet down I hear her. I get up again, run downstairs past the cable box...which now read 5:36am and opened the back door. Of course she's right there waiting to be let in. I open the door she runs in and I run as fast as I can to get the gate shut to the living room and head back to bed.
That's when I hear a thud. I turn around go back into the kitchen to see her digging though the trashcan as if she had found a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. I get her away from the chicken bone she's protecting and get everything back into the trashcan, put the trashcan on the top stair leading to the basement. I figured if the cats knocked it over...Shaun can pick it up. After all it is him who says we can not find the dog a new home. By this time she's in her kennel and settled in. I leave the kennel door open so she can get out and shut the kitchen gate to keep her stinky dog smell off the sofa.
It's 5:45 and I'm heading back to bed. Of course Garrett is awake again and now I have horrible acid reflux so sleeping is next to impossible. I hear Logan cough a few times, Billy hit the wall and they're on their way downstairs. I lay in bed listening to them fight over which transformer is the coolest as the dog chases our two cats all over the house. It sounded like a presidential debate and a elephant stampede at the same time. Thankfully Ben was oblivious and still sleeping so that meant I could try to get some sleep too. 5 minutes of 7 Ben is awake and wants out of his crib so we head downstairs to start the morning.
How in the world does the dog know when it's 5am and why does she get up at the crack of dawn just to pee? I can barely drag myself out of bed at 6:55am with a full bladder, two kids yelling, one crying and a stampede going on.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Snowflakes update
What a horrible weekend. Everything I tried to get done, didn't get done. I planned on cutting and pinning Friday, snapping and sewing on Saturday, and working on getting my measurements and pictures uploaded so that I could get the tester info up.
Friday Shaun was at a chimney fire most of the day. Saturday I cut and pinned everything only to have Shaun pull the chain out of the ceiling light so I couldn't snap or sew that evening.
Today I got everything snapped, started sewing and the day went downhill from there. My patience are at an all time low. Probably has something to do with the baby sitting on my sciatic nerve and the head cold I'm battling.
My machine wouldn't sew how I wanted it to. It ate my bamboo velour one too many times. I slipped and sewed a wing too close to the snaps so I couldn't turn and top stitch the diaper and then when I tried to top stitch the front of it so I could attach the front snaps...the machine again chewed through the bamboo velour inner yet again. What a mess. The diaper is totally unusable now. All the work for nothing.
I turned the machine off and asked Shaun to put it on top of my desk...before I threw it out the window. I still have a large and a small diaper ready to be sewn. I’m going to take a break and do those on Wednesday, Shaun’s next day off. All of my little boys are also battling a head cold with Ben being the sickest so we could use the rest.
Friday Shaun was at a chimney fire most of the day. Saturday I cut and pinned everything only to have Shaun pull the chain out of the ceiling light so I couldn't snap or sew that evening.
Today I got everything snapped, started sewing and the day went downhill from there. My patience are at an all time low. Probably has something to do with the baby sitting on my sciatic nerve and the head cold I'm battling.
My machine wouldn't sew how I wanted it to. It ate my bamboo velour one too many times. I slipped and sewed a wing too close to the snaps so I couldn't turn and top stitch the diaper and then when I tried to top stitch the front of it so I could attach the front snaps...the machine again chewed through the bamboo velour inner yet again. What a mess. The diaper is totally unusable now. All the work for nothing.
I turned the machine off and asked Shaun to put it on top of my desk...before I threw it out the window. I still have a large and a small diaper ready to be sewn. I’m going to take a break and do those on Wednesday, Shaun’s next day off. All of my little boys are also battling a head cold with Ben being the sickest so we could use the rest.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Halloween 2007
We all had a great Halloween (well except for the tv....but that's a whole other post) and it will be one the big boys remember for a long time. Grandpa (my father) came over and took them out trick-or-treating. Shaun was working hard and handing out candy at his second home, the fire department. Grandma stayed behind and kept Ben and I company. Ben got to enjoy his first lollipop ever while the big boys were out.
Billy as Optimus Prime, Ben as Dumbo, and Logan as a green skull warrior
Ben enjoying his lollipop
A peek under the masks
Billy as Optimus Prime, Ben as Dumbo, and Logan as a green skull warrior
Ben enjoying his lollipop
A peek under the masks
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