Monday, September 3, 2012

09.03.12


Is 34 too old for skinny jeans? The labels says "modern straight" but they look like skinny jeans to me.

Where, you ask, did I find time to shop for jeans if things are as bad as you said in the last post? I was at Cos.tco grocery shopping and spotted some jeans and dug through the piles for my size despite the protests of D. Yes, I bought jeans at Cos.tco becuase that's the closest I get to clothes shopping with 2 girls in tow.(and I can use samples as bribes to get D cooperate.)

Anyways back to my question... Am I too old for skinny jeans? I am not brave enough to post pictures of me in these jeans, a la Angela but I am totally lusting after her brown boots. (which ones did you end up buying/keeping?). If I find a pair of brown boots to love, I will then post a picture of me in the skinny jeans and boots (In hopes that the boots will prevent anyone from actually looking at my butt.)


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I use a notebook to plan all our meals. I need to plan things in advance to avoid daily trips to the grocery store and D.G. and I both hate eating sandwiches for lunch more than once a week so having enough leftovers is a priority. When I was working, I had to plan meals or we would have never eaten a healthy meal. Today I was looking back through it to try to find some ideas for meals we haven't had for a while and managed to land on the page with the meals we were supposed to be eating the weekend Reid was born. Of course, this led to a totally unanticipated meltdown. Why do such random things happen now and end in tears? Two years ago EVERYTHING upset me. Now I can handle going out in public and D singing songs about how she loves her sister and her brother and walking through boys' clothing sections but a meal list makes me bawl.

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(I'm going to have to just name posts by the date, there's no way to tie the stuff here together. And it's my bedtime so I am giving up. Of course it would have to be the 3rd today.)

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Exhaustion = blog neglect

Seriously, I have wanted to post something for the last three weeks but when there is only 1 hour between the girls' bedtimes and my bedtime it doesn't leave much time for writing or organizing my thoughts. I just wanted to put this up here to say, I'm still here and still want write but getting more rest has to be my priority now that I am the only adult at home with the girls during the day. D starts kindergarten later this week so maybe once we are into the new routine, I can sneak some naps or blogging in during the day if I can convince C.S. to sleep while D is at school in the afternoons.

Okay now I have to fold three loads of laundry and collapse into bed.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

7 months old

 How cute is this kid?

Too bad the cuteness doesn't equal sleeping well. I can't add sleeping through the night to the list of milestones C.S. has reached at 7 months. I'd settle for 3 hours straight right now.

I can't add crawling to the list of milestones either, and that's a good thing. She can slide backwards and spin in circles but no forward movement. This means that I have so far been able to prevent her from eating any of D's dozens of my.lit.tle.po.ny's.

C.S. does love eating though. We are doing Baby-led solids (thanks to B for her FB posts) and wish we would have done it 4.5 years ago with D. It's so much fun to watch her gnawing on a big strip of steak or a big hunk of watermelon. Here are some more cute baby eating pictures for everyone to enjoy.


 Enjoying avocado ....

... and a serving of stroller harness for dessert.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Five

D turned 5 today. Sometimes she makes me so crazy but today I tried to focus on how great she is. She is funny and creative and loving. She is so grown up already, I can't believe that my first baby is 5 years old.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

My ears are ringing

C.S. has learned how to scream and she's not afraid to use her new skill. And by scream I mean horrible high pitched screams that make you think someone has been severely injured. My ears are ringing from the screaming. She's screams if she's hungry, she screams during diaper changes, she screams if you prevent her from eating the electrical cord/dirty shoe/crayon that looks so tasty. (She has mastered sliding backwards on her belly which allows her to find all these tasty treats.) Her first response to anything she doesn't like right now is to scream.

Of course in public, she is all smiles and cuteness. She is the baby that everyone makes faces at to get her to smile at the. Old ladies come up to me in McDonald's and tell me how beautiful she is. I love her so much. I just want her brother to be here too.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

6 months old

Wow has C.S. has  changed a lot in the last month. No more cute lump of baby here. We have a little person ready to take on the world.

 
Major milestones for the last month include:
- Tooth #2 arrived.
- She learned to roll from back to front.
- She learned to roll from back to front while swaddled (I'm not joking about this)
- She learned to sit up by herself.
- She took her first trip to SK to see her grandparents and meet some cousins.

She is currently working on making fish faces, making clicking noises with her tongue and making the "buh" sound non-stop. I wish she would work on sleeping longer during the night, but right now a good night is one where she doesn't wake up every 2 hours. She has tasted a couple different foods but until this heat wave passes there won't be a lot of foods that she can try being served. (D keeps asking if we can give her raw veggies and we have to explain that she can't eat raw carrots yet.) She is also starting to move around and even gets her butt in the air sometimes. I really hope she won't add crawling to her list of accomplishments at 7 months.

C.S. being 6 months old also means that D.G.'s parental leave is over next week and I have to figure out how to manage by myself. Not sure how that's going to go, but "normal" people seem to handle things just fine. I have been worried about this for the last 2 months so hopefully it's yet another case of the anticipation being worse than the actual event.