I am finding myself sitting here on this VERY late Sunday night, wondering how a whole week went by and I haven't blogged.
I'm once again, not really sure where the week went.
I am hoping things can feel like they will slow down a little bit sometime soon, but somehow I doubt that! Especially with 2 kids! Especially now that I have additional appointments for them too!
This past Monday was Meredith's first physical therapy appointment. We first spoke with her pediatrician about all this at her 9 month well check visit, when she still wasn't really sitting on her own very good. She'd rock back and forth and what we called "dance" and would fall right over almost immediately. So we consulted with the doctor on some concerns, and she agreed her gross motor skills might be lagging. Of course, just a couple weeks later, she started sitting like a pro, like she'd been doing it for years. But she still wasn't crawling, and definitely not walking. We were going through this program called Help Me Grow, and once we got all done with them and referred we got into this highly recommended place called Ferrell Whited physical therapy. The first visit was around an hour and half long, lots of questions, histories, getting info on her brother's development, then a lot of exercises and evaluating her. She asked if the doctors ever had any concerns about her hips (which I replied 'no', but never really asked why she asked that. I'm not sure if she was taking a history, or if she had a concern. Then we had our second appt. on Thursday and I forgot again!!). The therapist seems in agreement that she could use a little help and exercise basically, and gives me the impression she should move along quickly. We are doing 2 sessions a week for 6 weeks. Then we will re-evaluate and discuss where we think we are at, and if we want to cut it back to once a week, stop, etc. Our appointments will be Mondays and Thursday to keep it kind of evenly spaces and not wear her out. I'll be excited to report to her tomorrow that over the weekend Meredith has REALLY been getting up high on her knees! I'm so proud. And tonight she tried to start pulling herself up on some things! She didn't get anywhere, but it was great to see her reaching and trying with no incentive or coaxing from us!
In other news, my brother has had a friend in town this weekend, and she has a 2 year old son. So Logan has had a playmate for the last 3 days and has been ABSOLUTELY loving it! I can definitely see he needs more friends and interaction with kids his age. He was supposed to be starting a preschool/daycare thing, but now I found out that wouldn't likely be taking place until Fall. Buttttt I was made aware that since he also qualifies through the Help Me Grow program, for having a little delayed speech, he may be eligible to attend the Achievement Center for FREE! However they apparently normally have a waiting list. So I need to call and see if they currently have a wait, how long, etc. And see how that all works. Maybe we can get him some playtime with friends and some learning experience soon!! He really enjoys having kids his age around to interact with, I wish I had more friends with kids his age!!
Monday, January 30, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Weekend Re-cap
I'm not even sure where the weekend went. It's funny because on Friday I woke up and it felt like a Sunday to me. So I was excited when I kind of remembered/realized the weekend hadn't even started. And now here I am, 1am Sunday night (Monday actually), and I'm not even sure where the weekend went or what I did!!
Last week was rough. I didn't get sleep really for 3 consecutive nights in row, each because of a different person (Tues-my dad, Weds & Thurs-each one of the kids). Then with Matt's grandfather passing away, we went to the viewing/wake on Thursday, then he ended up just staying the night at his brother's on Thursday night and went to the funeral with him on Friday so I didn't have to worry about going and standing in the cold. I'm sad he passed, but we weren't close and I had only met him a handful of times. We brought the baby with us on Thursday and she was VERY good, and people coo-ed over and thought she was just adorable. Matt is also not very close with a lot of his family, and this has left me with a bit of a dilemma!!
Now Meredith was born in February 2011. Matt's father and girlfriend came to Logan's 2nd birthday party in July (the first "event" they've ever come to since our wedding. I always send birthday invites/photos/cards, etc. I am sure to never leave anyone out-that's on them). Well they didn't come to Logan's 1st birthday, but did come to his 2nd. So they met and held Meredith then. Now maybe it's partly my fault, but when people ask her name, for some reason we usually reply "Meredith Olivia." I'm not sure. Maybe it's because people would ask her middle name to? So we just started saying her first and middle name? I don't really know. But it became habit.
Now we got a Christmas card from Dave & Jackie (Matt's father and girlfriend). It was to "Matt, Tiffany, Logan, and Olivia." I was a little miffed. Matt was more on the side of it being a nice gesture. Well, I had sent out photos of the kids to people, them included. And to make it easier on me, this year I had like little name address labels printed up, with their names, ages, etc. So there could be no mistake on my hand writing being bad or something, it very clearly printed said "Meredith Olivia Patterson, 9 months old." So I had hoped those labels on the back of the photos would clear up any confusion on her name. I was wrong.
Dave referred to her once as Olivia, and Matt quietly corrected him (I forget exactly what he said). Well either Dave didn't hear, wasn't listening, I don't know what!! Because then he and Jackie are introducing her to people as Olivia!! Even worse, I had already told some of these people her name was Meredith!! Then someone asked Dave how many grandkids he had, and he was talking to a huge group of people, and he says "Kayla, Logan, and little Olivia over here." And pointed to her. I was sort of mortified. I told Matt he needs to find a way to correct them!! How long can we let this go on? I guess whatever birthday invites I have printed up, I will be sure to have them say ONLY Meredith in HUGE BOLD LETTERS, and hope that clears it up. Though at this point I'm sure they'd just be confused!!! It's embarrassing for everyone at this point. I don't want to make them feel bad, or have that awkward moment, but she's almost a year old, I can't have this going on for any longer. Especially if they want to see these kids more like they claim.
If he still does it after the birthday invite (And maybe I'll get a big banner with her name on it too?), then Matt definitely needs to have a chat with his dad.
Like I said, I feel almost like I screwed this up and may have confused them, I don't know. But all her photos (birth announcement, 3 month photos, 6 month photos, & 9 month photos) HAVE ALL had her name on them. How do you miss that?
*Sigh*
Saturday I'm not even sure what we did! Mom, myself and the kids did some shopping in the afternoon, and I think that took up a good portion of our day. We had coupons expiring and sales ending, so we had to get the done. Then by the time we got home, fed the kids, got them down for naps, had lunch ourselves, and put groceries away it was getting so late!! Then next thing I knew I was making dinner! After dinner my mom and I went back out to Walmart, which we didn't have time to do earlier in the day to grab a few last minute things. While I'm sure the cashier was just doing her job, she was a little annoying and slow. When she realized we had a good amount of coupons, she STOPPED ringing our stuff up, and actually sat and went through EVERY SINGLE COUPON, one by one, and made sure we had it in our order BEFORE she even rang our items up!I'm pretty sure ALMOST everywhere you shop, if you try to use a coupon for an item you don't have the register will beep and alert the cashier. So I'm not sure why she had to verify like 35 things before she even rang our stuff or tried to scan the coupons. I felt kind of like we were being treated like criminals, or like we were trying to trick her or something!! Now, like I said, maybe the store is just cracking down on their coupon policy or something, but I don't know. Usually anywhere we go they will ring up our items, attempt to scan all our coupons, and THEN if there is any question on use of a coupon, they would check to see what they rung up, and verify we bought it. It was just a little strange. And it took FOREVER for her to get done. Needless to say, I won't go to that cashier again. I am curious to see if this will happen that way the next time we use coupons there. We shall see.....
Today, well, today was kind of a bust. Matt usually lets me sleep in on Sundays since I get up with the kids at night and stuff (he works so much, I don't even make him get up with the kids at night anymore). And I slept in LATE today. Took a shower, cleaned up our room a little, straightened some stuff out in the kids room. Then my mom and I had to vaccuum food seal some meat she bought earlier in the week. Did a little laundry, a little couponing, and not much else. I don't know where the time went. We had a ravioli and sauce with meatballs dinner, and then a small cake afterwards to celebrate my mom's birthday which was on Thursday. I'm not sure if she knew we were doing that or not. But it was nice.
I have a TON of stuff to do tomorrow, and I should be in bed. But I only got Meredith to sleep at a little after 1 (It's like 2:15 now!), and now Logan just was up crying....I got up there and was ready to go in, and he stopped. So I stood there for like 5 minutes, and he was quiet. So I should get to bed now, but I always end up laying there, unable to sleep like almost waiting for one of the kids to start crying again. I can be EXHAUSTED beyond belief and still have the hardest time winding down and falling asleep sometimes. I wonder if other moms have that problem too...
Oh well, I better try to sleep. I need to get up and ready fairly early tomorrow, Meredith and I need to LEAVE the house by 9:30am for her first physical therapy appointment. I'm a little nervous, I hope it goes well.
Wish us luck I guess!!
Last week was rough. I didn't get sleep really for 3 consecutive nights in row, each because of a different person (Tues-my dad, Weds & Thurs-each one of the kids). Then with Matt's grandfather passing away, we went to the viewing/wake on Thursday, then he ended up just staying the night at his brother's on Thursday night and went to the funeral with him on Friday so I didn't have to worry about going and standing in the cold. I'm sad he passed, but we weren't close and I had only met him a handful of times. We brought the baby with us on Thursday and she was VERY good, and people coo-ed over and thought she was just adorable. Matt is also not very close with a lot of his family, and this has left me with a bit of a dilemma!!
Now Meredith was born in February 2011. Matt's father and girlfriend came to Logan's 2nd birthday party in July (the first "event" they've ever come to since our wedding. I always send birthday invites/photos/cards, etc. I am sure to never leave anyone out-that's on them). Well they didn't come to Logan's 1st birthday, but did come to his 2nd. So they met and held Meredith then. Now maybe it's partly my fault, but when people ask her name, for some reason we usually reply "Meredith Olivia." I'm not sure. Maybe it's because people would ask her middle name to? So we just started saying her first and middle name? I don't really know. But it became habit.
Now we got a Christmas card from Dave & Jackie (Matt's father and girlfriend). It was to "Matt, Tiffany, Logan, and Olivia." I was a little miffed. Matt was more on the side of it being a nice gesture. Well, I had sent out photos of the kids to people, them included. And to make it easier on me, this year I had like little name address labels printed up, with their names, ages, etc. So there could be no mistake on my hand writing being bad or something, it very clearly printed said "Meredith Olivia Patterson, 9 months old." So I had hoped those labels on the back of the photos would clear up any confusion on her name. I was wrong.
Dave referred to her once as Olivia, and Matt quietly corrected him (I forget exactly what he said). Well either Dave didn't hear, wasn't listening, I don't know what!! Because then he and Jackie are introducing her to people as Olivia!! Even worse, I had already told some of these people her name was Meredith!! Then someone asked Dave how many grandkids he had, and he was talking to a huge group of people, and he says "Kayla, Logan, and little Olivia over here." And pointed to her. I was sort of mortified. I told Matt he needs to find a way to correct them!! How long can we let this go on? I guess whatever birthday invites I have printed up, I will be sure to have them say ONLY Meredith in HUGE BOLD LETTERS, and hope that clears it up. Though at this point I'm sure they'd just be confused!!! It's embarrassing for everyone at this point. I don't want to make them feel bad, or have that awkward moment, but she's almost a year old, I can't have this going on for any longer. Especially if they want to see these kids more like they claim.
If he still does it after the birthday invite (And maybe I'll get a big banner with her name on it too?), then Matt definitely needs to have a chat with his dad.
Like I said, I feel almost like I screwed this up and may have confused them, I don't know. But all her photos (birth announcement, 3 month photos, 6 month photos, & 9 month photos) HAVE ALL had her name on them. How do you miss that?
*Sigh*
Saturday I'm not even sure what we did! Mom, myself and the kids did some shopping in the afternoon, and I think that took up a good portion of our day. We had coupons expiring and sales ending, so we had to get the done. Then by the time we got home, fed the kids, got them down for naps, had lunch ourselves, and put groceries away it was getting so late!! Then next thing I knew I was making dinner! After dinner my mom and I went back out to Walmart, which we didn't have time to do earlier in the day to grab a few last minute things. While I'm sure the cashier was just doing her job, she was a little annoying and slow. When she realized we had a good amount of coupons, she STOPPED ringing our stuff up, and actually sat and went through EVERY SINGLE COUPON, one by one, and made sure we had it in our order BEFORE she even rang our items up!I'm pretty sure ALMOST everywhere you shop, if you try to use a coupon for an item you don't have the register will beep and alert the cashier. So I'm not sure why she had to verify like 35 things before she even rang our stuff or tried to scan the coupons. I felt kind of like we were being treated like criminals, or like we were trying to trick her or something!! Now, like I said, maybe the store is just cracking down on their coupon policy or something, but I don't know. Usually anywhere we go they will ring up our items, attempt to scan all our coupons, and THEN if there is any question on use of a coupon, they would check to see what they rung up, and verify we bought it. It was just a little strange. And it took FOREVER for her to get done. Needless to say, I won't go to that cashier again. I am curious to see if this will happen that way the next time we use coupons there. We shall see.....
Today, well, today was kind of a bust. Matt usually lets me sleep in on Sundays since I get up with the kids at night and stuff (he works so much, I don't even make him get up with the kids at night anymore). And I slept in LATE today. Took a shower, cleaned up our room a little, straightened some stuff out in the kids room. Then my mom and I had to vaccuum food seal some meat she bought earlier in the week. Did a little laundry, a little couponing, and not much else. I don't know where the time went. We had a ravioli and sauce with meatballs dinner, and then a small cake afterwards to celebrate my mom's birthday which was on Thursday. I'm not sure if she knew we were doing that or not. But it was nice.
I have a TON of stuff to do tomorrow, and I should be in bed. But I only got Meredith to sleep at a little after 1 (It's like 2:15 now!), and now Logan just was up crying....I got up there and was ready to go in, and he stopped. So I stood there for like 5 minutes, and he was quiet. So I should get to bed now, but I always end up laying there, unable to sleep like almost waiting for one of the kids to start crying again. I can be EXHAUSTED beyond belief and still have the hardest time winding down and falling asleep sometimes. I wonder if other moms have that problem too...
Oh well, I better try to sleep. I need to get up and ready fairly early tomorrow, Meredith and I need to LEAVE the house by 9:30am for her first physical therapy appointment. I'm a little nervous, I hope it goes well.
Wish us luck I guess!!
Friday, January 20, 2012
1/19/12
Today was another eventful, busy day.
Meredith was COMPLETELY uncooperative last night, so for the second night in a row I got basically no sleep. I feel terrible when it's the middle of the night, I've just gotten to or fallen back asleep, then she's up screaming, won't go back to sleep, and I get all irritated. I told myself I was going to stop acting that way. As part of my whole embracing each moment, and appreciating her while she's little (since I'm already missing and yearning for her to be smaller again). But I was extra crabby, probably because I hadn't slept on Tuesday night because of the whole situation with going to the hospital with my dad (I slept from MAYBE about 6:45-8:45am on Wednesday morning). So I'm sure if I'd been running on some kind of sleep from the night before I would've been more patient, but I wasn't. I feel bad when I get angry at my sweet baby girl. But anyway, I finally caved in and gave her a bottle after her screaming and crying inconsolably. I couldn't give her any tylenol or advil for her teeth (it appeared to be teething pain bothering her), because I had already given her some before she went to bed, so it was too soon to give her anything else.I try not to do any feedings in the middle of the night if I can, because I know it can be a bad habit, and a step backwards in the whole getting her to sleep at a decent time, and staying asleep through the night, but oh well, for some reason it worked!
Now tonight, however, Logan has already been up crying twice. So I suspect I may be going on a third night of little sleep! (Right now I'm just finishing up some tea and trying to clear my head before I lay down).
So after getting a little bit of sleep this morning finally (barely), I had to get up and really get my butt in gear. My dad is still in the hospital, and Matt was working during the day. My mom had to take my car so she could go renew her license (Today's her birthday!), then be back her for us to get ready to go to the funeral home for the wake/viewing for Matt's grandpa who passed away on Monday. I decided to take the baby with us. I wasn't sure if my mom was going to attempt to go up to the hospital at all, and if she did, it would be near impossible with her babysitting both kids. And I figured even if she stayed home, just having Logan only might be a bit easier and maybe she could try to rest and relax a little.
Then since we were in Strongsville anyway, I had to make a return to Victoria's Secret from some items I had ordered online, and the mall is right there 2 minutes away, so I ran in there after the viewing to make my returns.
It was FREEZING by the time we left the funeral home. Very bitter cold and windy.
Then when I got home I got Logan's little tush into bed, tried to sit down for a breather, but between getting Meredith up and in bed, and Logan's wake-ups it was pretty hard. I wanted to take a shower, but that just didn't happen. So I'll have to get up early tomorrow so I can do that. Then my mom and I finally got some quiet time, and we sat and watched Grey's Anatomy, and I ate...again....today was a bad day for my diet.I know I've consumed WAY too many calories today. And for the first time in about 10 months I'm drinking regular soda (I had no Pepsi Max cold), yeah, I could've drank water....but I didn't. Oh well. And here I am now! It doesn't sound like much, but today was exhausting.
I would hope I could say tomorrow will be calmer, but they are probably supposed to be releasing my father from the hospital, so I don't want to even venture to think it may be a calm day.
They think they found the possibly main cause of his passing out. I hope so. Because this was getting ridiculous.
They did this tilt-table text and have concluded it must be his low blood pressure. He used to have high blood pressure, and weigh over 200. Well after the Kidney Cancer and removal, he dropped over 40 lbs. without even trying. And in turn it seems to have drastically dropped his blood pressure. So they want him to gain some weight back, raise his blood pressure (eat as much salty food as he likes!), and out him on new medication. So hopefully, maybe that will be the end of this!!
I can only hope...
Meredith was COMPLETELY uncooperative last night, so for the second night in a row I got basically no sleep. I feel terrible when it's the middle of the night, I've just gotten to or fallen back asleep, then she's up screaming, won't go back to sleep, and I get all irritated. I told myself I was going to stop acting that way. As part of my whole embracing each moment, and appreciating her while she's little (since I'm already missing and yearning for her to be smaller again). But I was extra crabby, probably because I hadn't slept on Tuesday night because of the whole situation with going to the hospital with my dad (I slept from MAYBE about 6:45-8:45am on Wednesday morning). So I'm sure if I'd been running on some kind of sleep from the night before I would've been more patient, but I wasn't. I feel bad when I get angry at my sweet baby girl. But anyway, I finally caved in and gave her a bottle after her screaming and crying inconsolably. I couldn't give her any tylenol or advil for her teeth (it appeared to be teething pain bothering her), because I had already given her some before she went to bed, so it was too soon to give her anything else.I try not to do any feedings in the middle of the night if I can, because I know it can be a bad habit, and a step backwards in the whole getting her to sleep at a decent time, and staying asleep through the night, but oh well, for some reason it worked!
Now tonight, however, Logan has already been up crying twice. So I suspect I may be going on a third night of little sleep! (Right now I'm just finishing up some tea and trying to clear my head before I lay down).
So after getting a little bit of sleep this morning finally (barely), I had to get up and really get my butt in gear. My dad is still in the hospital, and Matt was working during the day. My mom had to take my car so she could go renew her license (Today's her birthday!), then be back her for us to get ready to go to the funeral home for the wake/viewing for Matt's grandpa who passed away on Monday. I decided to take the baby with us. I wasn't sure if my mom was going to attempt to go up to the hospital at all, and if she did, it would be near impossible with her babysitting both kids. And I figured even if she stayed home, just having Logan only might be a bit easier and maybe she could try to rest and relax a little.
Then since we were in Strongsville anyway, I had to make a return to Victoria's Secret from some items I had ordered online, and the mall is right there 2 minutes away, so I ran in there after the viewing to make my returns.
It was FREEZING by the time we left the funeral home. Very bitter cold and windy.
Then when I got home I got Logan's little tush into bed, tried to sit down for a breather, but between getting Meredith up and in bed, and Logan's wake-ups it was pretty hard. I wanted to take a shower, but that just didn't happen. So I'll have to get up early tomorrow so I can do that. Then my mom and I finally got some quiet time, and we sat and watched Grey's Anatomy, and I ate...again....today was a bad day for my diet.I know I've consumed WAY too many calories today. And for the first time in about 10 months I'm drinking regular soda (I had no Pepsi Max cold), yeah, I could've drank water....but I didn't. Oh well. And here I am now! It doesn't sound like much, but today was exhausting.
I would hope I could say tomorrow will be calmer, but they are probably supposed to be releasing my father from the hospital, so I don't want to even venture to think it may be a calm day.
They think they found the possibly main cause of his passing out. I hope so. Because this was getting ridiculous.
They did this tilt-table text and have concluded it must be his low blood pressure. He used to have high blood pressure, and weigh over 200. Well after the Kidney Cancer and removal, he dropped over 40 lbs. without even trying. And in turn it seems to have drastically dropped his blood pressure. So they want him to gain some weight back, raise his blood pressure (eat as much salty food as he likes!), and out him on new medication. So hopefully, maybe that will be the end of this!!
I can only hope...
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Slacking again!!
Yes! I've been slacking again. But at least I kind of have an excuse.
My dad, who has had ongoing medical issues, passed out and fell down the stairs on Sunday night, resulting in us once again calling for an ambulance and him going to the hospital. It was one of those things where I saw it happening, but I couldn't get to him fast enough. I'm not sure how much of the actual fall I saw, and what I may have put together in my head, but it was bad. I thought he was going to have a broken neck. It was not pretty.
They did all the normal scans and whatnot, said everything looked okay, no real answer about the passing out (again, this is ongoing. Some guessed it was from so many procedures/surgeries in a short period of time, or him losing 40 lbs, or from the pain from his bowel resection, or it's from low blood sugar, and so on, and so on. The incident right after Christmas left him with his head split open and a lot of stitches. To make it worse, from that incident he got vertigo and a concussion, which they now are suggesting is the current reason he's losing consciousness.)
So we were sent home.
He had been in bed since Friday, not eating. Yesterday what he did eat, he threw up, then had abdominal pain. Passed out once, we were debating on what to do. Then a little later my mom was trying to talk to him, he wasn't focusing or answering her, then he passed out on the bed. She decided that was it, we needed to call for an ambulance again because something just wasn't right. So we were there until almost 5 am this morning. They admitted him. They are trying to move up this one last test they thought might find some results, originally they said they couldn't schedule him until NEXT Friday, so that's when it was set at. But this awesome ER doctor last night said he'd try to get it moved up.
So yeah, thus my lack of blogging. Or excuses anyway, haha!
Last night we had Chicken piccata over angel hair pasta. Tonight I made a HUGE pot of tomato sauce that I'm going to use as a base for a few dishes this week. Matt doesn't like to eat the same type of thing 2 nights in a row, so I had planned to do Eggplant parm and pasta tonight, pork chops tomorrow, Chicken parm and pasta Friday night, Brinner on Saturday, and then Meatballs and ravioli with sauce on Sunday. Well Thursdays meal will probably just be a free-for-all, frozen food dinner, because Matt's grandpa died on Monday. So we have the wake/viewing to go to tomorrow evening (then the funeral Friday morning.)
I also planned to do many other things this week which I'm sure won't get done.
I did get my daughters first physical therapy session scheduled, which will be on Monday at 10 am I think.
But yeah, that's about all I've gotten done.
I tried to pick a birthday theme/decor for her, but was getting nowhere and getting very distracted.
One day at a time I guess...
My dad, who has had ongoing medical issues, passed out and fell down the stairs on Sunday night, resulting in us once again calling for an ambulance and him going to the hospital. It was one of those things where I saw it happening, but I couldn't get to him fast enough. I'm not sure how much of the actual fall I saw, and what I may have put together in my head, but it was bad. I thought he was going to have a broken neck. It was not pretty.
They did all the normal scans and whatnot, said everything looked okay, no real answer about the passing out (again, this is ongoing. Some guessed it was from so many procedures/surgeries in a short period of time, or him losing 40 lbs, or from the pain from his bowel resection, or it's from low blood sugar, and so on, and so on. The incident right after Christmas left him with his head split open and a lot of stitches. To make it worse, from that incident he got vertigo and a concussion, which they now are suggesting is the current reason he's losing consciousness.)
So we were sent home.
He had been in bed since Friday, not eating. Yesterday what he did eat, he threw up, then had abdominal pain. Passed out once, we were debating on what to do. Then a little later my mom was trying to talk to him, he wasn't focusing or answering her, then he passed out on the bed. She decided that was it, we needed to call for an ambulance again because something just wasn't right. So we were there until almost 5 am this morning. They admitted him. They are trying to move up this one last test they thought might find some results, originally they said they couldn't schedule him until NEXT Friday, so that's when it was set at. But this awesome ER doctor last night said he'd try to get it moved up.
So yeah, thus my lack of blogging. Or excuses anyway, haha!
Last night we had Chicken piccata over angel hair pasta. Tonight I made a HUGE pot of tomato sauce that I'm going to use as a base for a few dishes this week. Matt doesn't like to eat the same type of thing 2 nights in a row, so I had planned to do Eggplant parm and pasta tonight, pork chops tomorrow, Chicken parm and pasta Friday night, Brinner on Saturday, and then Meatballs and ravioli with sauce on Sunday. Well Thursdays meal will probably just be a free-for-all, frozen food dinner, because Matt's grandpa died on Monday. So we have the wake/viewing to go to tomorrow evening (then the funeral Friday morning.)
I also planned to do many other things this week which I'm sure won't get done.
I did get my daughters first physical therapy session scheduled, which will be on Monday at 10 am I think.
But yeah, that's about all I've gotten done.
I tried to pick a birthday theme/decor for her, but was getting nowhere and getting very distracted.
One day at a time I guess...
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Slacking
Slacking on the blog a little bit. Actually writing this from My phone, sitting in bed.
Diets going good, kids have been crazy, not sure where the week went, can't believe it's Sunday now already!!
Will try to catch up the blog tomorrow.
Diets going good, kids have been crazy, not sure where the week went, can't believe it's Sunday now already!!
Will try to catch up the blog tomorrow.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
My sweet baby boy is 2 1/2 years old today!
So bittersweet.
Today is Logan's 2 1/2 year old 'birthday.'
How quickly the time has gone.
We are going hard into potty-training stating today, and luckily, somehow I was met with no resistance (after a nasty bout of diaper rash a few months back, he started freaking out over diaper changes and potty time.) Hopefully today was a sign of good things to come.
He is just the silliest and goofiest little boy ever.
He both frustrated and exhausts me to no end, and is the light of my life at the same time.
My life would never be the same without him. I often even find myself letting my mind drift back to the day he was born, which I can so far still remember every detail with great clarity. I can only hope these memories will all stay that fresh if I continue to recall them. I always find myself wishing for more pictures, more videos, more everything of the kids delivery day. After Logan I was upset because somehow I ended up with NO photos of he and I in the hospital. It sounds crazy, but I am not a photogenic person and pretty much always hate to have my photo taken. So people just assumed I wouldn't want it taken, and others swore that they thought I asked them not to. I wouldn't have minded, as long as it would've stayed private, or on my camera only. Looking the way I did, I wouldn't have wanted them put online or anything, but I wish I had them for my own memories.
With Meredith I made sure to ask Matt to take certain photos of her and I. Even looking like crap. I remembered how sad I was over not having those hospital photos with Logan.
And even now, with thoughts that we will have a 3rd child in a few years, I just think of how quickly it goes, and how much more I want to do if we get the chance to do it again.
Most people can't wait to get out of the hospital. But for me, I almost felt like it was this special, sacred time. That was the 'newborn' time. Remembered in my head with those soft fuzzy photo edges. Once you go home, they start growing too fast, life starts moving too fast, and it's back to routine. I love those beautiful first baby days in the hospital. Call me crazy.....
Diet went okay today. I did find myself a little hungry in the late evening. Probably due in part to a grocery store trip, and rearranging the pantry. Too much staring at and talking about food got the best of me. But overall, so far, I am finding this easier than I thought. I know I'm only 3 days in...but if you knew how much i love food, and how much I indulged in late night eating.... Well, I just figured getting back into eating healthier/less would leave me in an angry, crabby mood and giving in pretty quickly. I've been able to keep my mind on my goal though. And as cheesy as it sounds, I just "think thin" in my head. Our wedding photo is in a collage frame above the changing table, and seeing myself in 2008 all tan and skinny is definitely some good inspirations. I remember not only good I looked, but how great I FELT about myself. And just remember how nice it is to feel good about yourself. And how I can get back there again.
I weigh myself every day, which I know most people say not to do. But I keep a little diary of my progress, and keep myself from slipping this way. Though you don't always see day-to-day results, and sometimes the scale goes the wrong way, I find this is a good way to keep me motivated and keep myself in check. And I know the way my mind works....once I start seeing a few pounds come off it really pulls me forward to continue and work harder. So hopefully in a couple week I will be seeing results and starting to feel like the old me again. I would love to feel good and be excited about being in photos for Logan's birthday this summer. I even have a goal in mind for Meredith's birthday party which will be in early-mid March. It might be a pretty hard-to-reach goal, but I'm aiming for it nevertheless.
Today is Logan's 2 1/2 year old 'birthday.'
How quickly the time has gone.
We are going hard into potty-training stating today, and luckily, somehow I was met with no resistance (after a nasty bout of diaper rash a few months back, he started freaking out over diaper changes and potty time.) Hopefully today was a sign of good things to come.
He is just the silliest and goofiest little boy ever.
He both frustrated and exhausts me to no end, and is the light of my life at the same time.
My life would never be the same without him. I often even find myself letting my mind drift back to the day he was born, which I can so far still remember every detail with great clarity. I can only hope these memories will all stay that fresh if I continue to recall them. I always find myself wishing for more pictures, more videos, more everything of the kids delivery day. After Logan I was upset because somehow I ended up with NO photos of he and I in the hospital. It sounds crazy, but I am not a photogenic person and pretty much always hate to have my photo taken. So people just assumed I wouldn't want it taken, and others swore that they thought I asked them not to. I wouldn't have minded, as long as it would've stayed private, or on my camera only. Looking the way I did, I wouldn't have wanted them put online or anything, but I wish I had them for my own memories.
With Meredith I made sure to ask Matt to take certain photos of her and I. Even looking like crap. I remembered how sad I was over not having those hospital photos with Logan.
And even now, with thoughts that we will have a 3rd child in a few years, I just think of how quickly it goes, and how much more I want to do if we get the chance to do it again.
Most people can't wait to get out of the hospital. But for me, I almost felt like it was this special, sacred time. That was the 'newborn' time. Remembered in my head with those soft fuzzy photo edges. Once you go home, they start growing too fast, life starts moving too fast, and it's back to routine. I love those beautiful first baby days in the hospital. Call me crazy.....
Diet went okay today. I did find myself a little hungry in the late evening. Probably due in part to a grocery store trip, and rearranging the pantry. Too much staring at and talking about food got the best of me. But overall, so far, I am finding this easier than I thought. I know I'm only 3 days in...but if you knew how much i love food, and how much I indulged in late night eating.... Well, I just figured getting back into eating healthier/less would leave me in an angry, crabby mood and giving in pretty quickly. I've been able to keep my mind on my goal though. And as cheesy as it sounds, I just "think thin" in my head. Our wedding photo is in a collage frame above the changing table, and seeing myself in 2008 all tan and skinny is definitely some good inspirations. I remember not only good I looked, but how great I FELT about myself. And just remember how nice it is to feel good about yourself. And how I can get back there again.
I weigh myself every day, which I know most people say not to do. But I keep a little diary of my progress, and keep myself from slipping this way. Though you don't always see day-to-day results, and sometimes the scale goes the wrong way, I find this is a good way to keep me motivated and keep myself in check. And I know the way my mind works....once I start seeing a few pounds come off it really pulls me forward to continue and work harder. So hopefully in a couple week I will be seeing results and starting to feel like the old me again. I would love to feel good and be excited about being in photos for Logan's birthday this summer. I even have a goal in mind for Meredith's birthday party which will be in early-mid March. It might be a pretty hard-to-reach goal, but I'm aiming for it nevertheless.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Tueday 1/10/12
Diet day two went pretty well! I'm not dying of starvation or anything. I did find myself thinking about grabbing something to munch on a few times throughout the day, wihtout even realizing I was doing it. I caught myself though, and have been trying to remain very conscious of what I eat.
The morning started off pretty good, but trying to do too many things, too fast at once turned into a mess. I was trying to pay attention to Logan while washing dishes and making some bottles, and I managed to spill a container full of 16 ounces of formula. Ugh, it went all over myself and all over the kitchen. Not fun. Then I was just dropping things left and right. Thankfully by early afternoon I was doing a little better and a bit less clumsy, haha.
Made meatloaf with roasted potatoes and carrots for dinner. Nothing fancy, but everyone here eats it. Tomorrow I'm making a new recipe, just a simple crock pot chicken noodle soup. Hopefully it's good.
I'm hoping Logan will sleep tonight. Last night wasn't a good night for him. He was up several times. He's really becoming very particular about wanting papa at night. It might sound weird to some people, but when in was pregnant with Meredith I couldn't lift him when he was waking up in the middle of the night. And my dad (papa) was a big help with the middle of the night wake ups. And that just became routine for Logan, so he's set in his ways. Well he wasn't happy when he saw it was me coming in his room when he woke up crying the second time. He started yelling for papa. But I got him settled down after a minute, and we relaxed and rocked in the glider. At one point I thought he was asleep, but then he lifted his head up, so I asked him if he wanted to lay back down in bed. He told me yes, and I him down. He was squirmy for a minute or two, so I waited until I thought he was asleep. After about 5 minutes I was so sure he was asleep. I turned around and quietly went to leave the room. And right before I went to open the down, I heard the tiniest, most adorable, sleep voice say "bye mommy". I was worried he was going to get upset and start crying again, but I just quietly said "goodnight Logan" and left and he was fine :-)
and I was able to confirm for sure today, that he definitelynhas 2 molars on his bottom left side, but only 1 on his bottom right. It's been something we suspected with the nighttime wake ups, but he was never really into letting us look in his mouth to confirm. The one time my mom tried a few months ago, he bit down on her finger pretty hard. So we just left him alone. But I was able to see in his mouth today, and that's definitely the case. So at least I know what's going on, and hopefully that's the only thing waking him up at night. For a while there I had a lot of people mentioning these "night terrors" and I was beginning to wonder if that's what it was waking him up.
Time to go sit for a little bit and relax read a few more pages of "The Help" which I started last week, and is really good.
The morning started off pretty good, but trying to do too many things, too fast at once turned into a mess. I was trying to pay attention to Logan while washing dishes and making some bottles, and I managed to spill a container full of 16 ounces of formula. Ugh, it went all over myself and all over the kitchen. Not fun. Then I was just dropping things left and right. Thankfully by early afternoon I was doing a little better and a bit less clumsy, haha.
Made meatloaf with roasted potatoes and carrots for dinner. Nothing fancy, but everyone here eats it. Tomorrow I'm making a new recipe, just a simple crock pot chicken noodle soup. Hopefully it's good.
I'm hoping Logan will sleep tonight. Last night wasn't a good night for him. He was up several times. He's really becoming very particular about wanting papa at night. It might sound weird to some people, but when in was pregnant with Meredith I couldn't lift him when he was waking up in the middle of the night. And my dad (papa) was a big help with the middle of the night wake ups. And that just became routine for Logan, so he's set in his ways. Well he wasn't happy when he saw it was me coming in his room when he woke up crying the second time. He started yelling for papa. But I got him settled down after a minute, and we relaxed and rocked in the glider. At one point I thought he was asleep, but then he lifted his head up, so I asked him if he wanted to lay back down in bed. He told me yes, and I him down. He was squirmy for a minute or two, so I waited until I thought he was asleep. After about 5 minutes I was so sure he was asleep. I turned around and quietly went to leave the room. And right before I went to open the down, I heard the tiniest, most adorable, sleep voice say "bye mommy". I was worried he was going to get upset and start crying again, but I just quietly said "goodnight Logan" and left and he was fine :-)
and I was able to confirm for sure today, that he definitelynhas 2 molars on his bottom left side, but only 1 on his bottom right. It's been something we suspected with the nighttime wake ups, but he was never really into letting us look in his mouth to confirm. The one time my mom tried a few months ago, he bit down on her finger pretty hard. So we just left him alone. But I was able to see in his mouth today, and that's definitely the case. So at least I know what's going on, and hopefully that's the only thing waking him up at night. For a while there I had a lot of people mentioning these "night terrors" and I was beginning to wonder if that's what it was waking him up.
Time to go sit for a little bit and relax read a few more pages of "The Help" which I started last week, and is really good.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Awesome Monday :-)
Pretty awesome day for a Monday.
I got a little extra sleep, thanks a bunch to my mom.
Kids were pretty well behaved, we had a very enjoyable day.
I got a pot of sauce on for dinner, decided to do a red meat sauce with sweet Italian sausage for dinner tonight. I got that on right before 2 pm, which was just in time for Merediths appointment at 2pm. We had someone coming to the house as a follow up from a visit we had last week. Meredith wasn't doing very good sitting up on her own at her 9 month well check visit. So the doctor referred us to a program to evaluate her, and see if she needed additional help. Well they agreed she's a little behind on her gross motor skills. The problem was, when she would be in a sitting position she would just move around and rock around so much she would always fall right over. Of course between the time of her 9 month visit, and the time of the evaluation she managed to start sitting on her own just fine, go figure. But now she is still technically a little behind on the timeline for crawling. She's a little over 10 months old now. She's been doing a great job of getting up on all 4s recently, but isn't actually mobile. So we are going to check out a physical therapist just to see what they can help us with, for crawling and walking. I'm not going to push her to do anything she isn't ready to do, I just want to make sure I'm doing everyone for her that she needs. Even the program adviser person said we may do only a few sessions with a physical therapist and that might be all she needs! Or they may just be able to show us some things to do with her here at home. I feel a little bad, like it's partly my fault. Logan is such a little wild man, I don't think she got nearly as much floor time as Logan did as a baby. So I'm guessing that's mainly the problem. I don't think, and neither did the ladies who evaluated her, that there's anything actually wrong, persay, or any developmental problems, so that's good.
And she hasn't been eating 'solid' table food. Logan starting eating table food at a pretty early age, but Meredith has a tendency to be dramatic and start gagging anytime we tried things with her in the past. So I hadn't pushed that issue either. But today we successfully had some tiny pieces of banana! There was a few dramatic gagging moments, but she ended up finally eating several very tiny pieces! Plus we had teeth #2 and #3 come through last week. Tooth #4 is RIGHT there about to make it's debut as well.
Logan will be 2 1/2 years old on Wednesday! We need to get back on the potty-training train too! But he's been doing a lot more talking lately, so that's great. His vocabulary has definitely expanded.
The first day of the new diet wasn't too bad either. I ate a little more than I had planned at lunch, some chicken, but it probably wasn't too bad for me. I still felt hungry for about a half an hour afterward, but it subsided pretty quickly. I found myself thinking about food a little bit during the day, but it really wasn't too bad. At no point during the day did I find myself like absolutely starving. By the time dinner was done at 6, I was pretty hungry, I ate a good sized plate of pasta and a slice of garlic bread, but tried not to overdo it like I usually do. I'm going to try to not make a habit of eating high calorie desserts, but I had made brownie cheesecake over the weekend, so I allowed myself a small slice of that a few hours after dinner. I definitely think I was doing a lot if boredom and emotional eating. I thought I would be starving by this time at night (with Merediths late nights, I often found myself eating WAY too late at night). But honestly, while out of habit, I've thought of grabbing something to munch on, I stopped myself and have realized I'm not actually truly hungry. So I guess that's a good start!
I got a little extra sleep, thanks a bunch to my mom.
Kids were pretty well behaved, we had a very enjoyable day.
I got a pot of sauce on for dinner, decided to do a red meat sauce with sweet Italian sausage for dinner tonight. I got that on right before 2 pm, which was just in time for Merediths appointment at 2pm. We had someone coming to the house as a follow up from a visit we had last week. Meredith wasn't doing very good sitting up on her own at her 9 month well check visit. So the doctor referred us to a program to evaluate her, and see if she needed additional help. Well they agreed she's a little behind on her gross motor skills. The problem was, when she would be in a sitting position she would just move around and rock around so much she would always fall right over. Of course between the time of her 9 month visit, and the time of the evaluation she managed to start sitting on her own just fine, go figure. But now she is still technically a little behind on the timeline for crawling. She's a little over 10 months old now. She's been doing a great job of getting up on all 4s recently, but isn't actually mobile. So we are going to check out a physical therapist just to see what they can help us with, for crawling and walking. I'm not going to push her to do anything she isn't ready to do, I just want to make sure I'm doing everyone for her that she needs. Even the program adviser person said we may do only a few sessions with a physical therapist and that might be all she needs! Or they may just be able to show us some things to do with her here at home. I feel a little bad, like it's partly my fault. Logan is such a little wild man, I don't think she got nearly as much floor time as Logan did as a baby. So I'm guessing that's mainly the problem. I don't think, and neither did the ladies who evaluated her, that there's anything actually wrong, persay, or any developmental problems, so that's good.
And she hasn't been eating 'solid' table food. Logan starting eating table food at a pretty early age, but Meredith has a tendency to be dramatic and start gagging anytime we tried things with her in the past. So I hadn't pushed that issue either. But today we successfully had some tiny pieces of banana! There was a few dramatic gagging moments, but she ended up finally eating several very tiny pieces! Plus we had teeth #2 and #3 come through last week. Tooth #4 is RIGHT there about to make it's debut as well.
Logan will be 2 1/2 years old on Wednesday! We need to get back on the potty-training train too! But he's been doing a lot more talking lately, so that's great. His vocabulary has definitely expanded.
The first day of the new diet wasn't too bad either. I ate a little more than I had planned at lunch, some chicken, but it probably wasn't too bad for me. I still felt hungry for about a half an hour afterward, but it subsided pretty quickly. I found myself thinking about food a little bit during the day, but it really wasn't too bad. At no point during the day did I find myself like absolutely starving. By the time dinner was done at 6, I was pretty hungry, I ate a good sized plate of pasta and a slice of garlic bread, but tried not to overdo it like I usually do. I'm going to try to not make a habit of eating high calorie desserts, but I had made brownie cheesecake over the weekend, so I allowed myself a small slice of that a few hours after dinner. I definitely think I was doing a lot if boredom and emotional eating. I thought I would be starving by this time at night (with Merediths late nights, I often found myself eating WAY too late at night). But honestly, while out of habit, I've thought of grabbing something to munch on, I stopped myself and have realized I'm not actually truly hungry. So I guess that's a good start!
New beginning
I'm starting a new me tomorrow.
Well, today technically.
I'm nervous, and excited.
I'm really looking to make a whole person transformation. Though not really change who I am, just be a better version of myself. In many ways.
Yes, a lot of it seems like the typical New Years Resolution type stuff, losing weight and taking better care of my self for sure. But I also want to change a lot of other things. I think it's going to be hard, but really good in the end.
Wish me luck....,
Well, today technically.
I'm nervous, and excited.
I'm really looking to make a whole person transformation. Though not really change who I am, just be a better version of myself. In many ways.
Yes, a lot of it seems like the typical New Years Resolution type stuff, losing weight and taking better care of my self for sure. But I also want to change a lot of other things. I think it's going to be hard, but really good in the end.
Wish me luck....,
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Maybe I really will
Maybe I will actually blog more! I got a new phone, an iPhone to be more specific! And this nice pretty app will hopefully make it more convenient to blog!
It was a nightmare trying to blog o n my blackberry. Just a pain in the butt. So hopefully I can get the hang of typing on this thing and actually really blog more like I always swear I will!!
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