I am a birth junkie. I love birth stories, good ones, bad ones, natural ones, begging- for- an- epidural ones.
Yesterday I read the saddest, happiest, most gut-wrenching, inspiring, and beautiful birth story ever.
I feel love for this baby that I've never even met, and never will.
I want to hug her and squeeze her and cover her with kisses.
Better get a whole box of Kleenex before you click on the link, but don't you dare miss out on this one.
It will change your heart for the better.
Nella Cordelia: A Birth Story
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
More Little Manisms
Little Man is three and a half, and still saying and doing the cutest things. Here are a few...
"Parp tart" - for Pop Tart
"Yes I mam." - for Yes, I am.
Little Man was talking to one of our dogs, Miller, and this is just part of the conversation: "and all the cars...a car might get over you and you would be flat as a pancake."
"Nuffin" - for nothing
"Someping" - something
Right now Little Man has a sinus infection, and of course the stuffy nose that goes along with it. One night he looks up at The Husband and says, "Daddy, my nose just doesn't wanna breathe."
"Parp tart" - for Pop Tart
"Yes I mam." - for Yes, I am.
Little Man was talking to one of our dogs, Miller, and this is just part of the conversation: "and all the cars...a car might get over you and you would be flat as a pancake."
"Nuffin" - for nothing
"Someping" - something
Right now Little Man has a sinus infection, and of course the stuffy nose that goes along with it. One night he looks up at The Husband and says, "Daddy, my nose just doesn't wanna breathe."
Monday, February 1, 2010
The Husband
Husbands are funny.
Funny as in haha, and funny as in, well, funny.
A few things from The Husband lately:
Last week The Husband mentioned that he scheduled a client meeting at our house.
What?!?!
He then reminded me that it is one of his long-time clients, one that is also like a friend. He also reminded me that she had been to our house before, something that I had forgotten.
Her appointment is for Monday (today) at 4:00.
Sunday morning, early, I'm cleaning up the kitchen. I made a big dinner on Saturday, and we took it easy Saturday night, so the kitchen was still a mess. I'm wiping up the counters when The Husband walks in and says, "You're not cleaning up for my client, are you, you know you don't have to do that."
I just stopped right in my tracks. "Cleaning up for your client," I thought. "Do you think wiping the kitchen counters off, from last night's dinner no less, is "company cleaning"?"
Hehe, I couldn't help but laugh inside. I forget that there are two standards of clean in our house, my standard, and The Husband's standard.
I know I'm not alone here.
Also:
Today is The Husband's birthday. Happy birthday, Husband!
Anyway, The Husband is notoriously hard to buy for (aren't most guys?). He's one of those people who, if he wants something, he'll go out and buy it - within reason, of course. Well, he only asked for one thing for his birthday this year, white dress shirts.
(Come on Husband, live a little!)
So the only person who asked me for ideas for The Husband this year was my stepmom, so I told her about the dress shirts. She and my dad had planned a birthday dinner for him on Sunday at 5:00. So about 2:30 on a lazy Sunday afternoon, The Husband abruptly gets up and asks, "You don't mind if I go out and buy some dress shirts, do you? I'll be back in time for dinner."
"Yes, Husband, I do mind," I said. He looked at me a bit funny, but then figured it out. Only 2 1/2 hours to go before his birthday dinner and he's trying to buy the one thing he asked for.
I know I'm not alone here, either.
Here's to husbands, for keeping us on our toes and giving us a good laugh!
Funny as in haha, and funny as in, well, funny.
A few things from The Husband lately:
Last week The Husband mentioned that he scheduled a client meeting at our house.
What?!?!
He then reminded me that it is one of his long-time clients, one that is also like a friend. He also reminded me that she had been to our house before, something that I had forgotten.
Her appointment is for Monday (today) at 4:00.
Sunday morning, early, I'm cleaning up the kitchen. I made a big dinner on Saturday, and we took it easy Saturday night, so the kitchen was still a mess. I'm wiping up the counters when The Husband walks in and says, "You're not cleaning up for my client, are you, you know you don't have to do that."
I just stopped right in my tracks. "Cleaning up for your client," I thought. "Do you think wiping the kitchen counters off, from last night's dinner no less, is "company cleaning"?"
Hehe, I couldn't help but laugh inside. I forget that there are two standards of clean in our house, my standard, and The Husband's standard.
I know I'm not alone here.
Also:
Today is The Husband's birthday. Happy birthday, Husband!
Anyway, The Husband is notoriously hard to buy for (aren't most guys?). He's one of those people who, if he wants something, he'll go out and buy it - within reason, of course. Well, he only asked for one thing for his birthday this year, white dress shirts.
(Come on Husband, live a little!)
So the only person who asked me for ideas for The Husband this year was my stepmom, so I told her about the dress shirts. She and my dad had planned a birthday dinner for him on Sunday at 5:00. So about 2:30 on a lazy Sunday afternoon, The Husband abruptly gets up and asks, "You don't mind if I go out and buy some dress shirts, do you? I'll be back in time for dinner."
"Yes, Husband, I do mind," I said. He looked at me a bit funny, but then figured it out. Only 2 1/2 hours to go before his birthday dinner and he's trying to buy the one thing he asked for.
I know I'm not alone here, either.
Here's to husbands, for keeping us on our toes and giving us a good laugh!
Disappointment
The trip has been cancelled.
Thank you, Mother Nature, for making it impossible to surprise V. with a visit.
The very roads we were to drive upon have a 1/2" of ice on them, covered by varying amounts of snow.
We could probably make it, most of the drive is interstate, but who wants to turn a 4 hour trip into a 10 hour trip. Much less take the chance of wrecking the car.
I'm so disappointed. Not only that I can't go visit V., but that I can't even commiserate with her, she didn't know we were coming! We didn't want to tell her that the trip was cancelled because we're hoping to try the surprise again in a few weeks. We don't want to give her the heads up, you see.
We are now working with her husband to try to schedule another visit, it's going to be at least three weeks. :(
This is so petty, but it's KILLING me to see comments on V.'s facebook page that say something like this, "It was so good to see you and meet the baby....blah, blah, blah."
These are from people she's admitted she doesn't even know very well, as they've only been in their current city for a year.
I'm not even going to write down the childish, immature thoughts I'm having right now.
Sigh.
Ok, I'm good, really I am, just needing to get a bit of frustration out.
Thank you, Mother Nature, for making it impossible to surprise V. with a visit.
The very roads we were to drive upon have a 1/2" of ice on them, covered by varying amounts of snow.
We could probably make it, most of the drive is interstate, but who wants to turn a 4 hour trip into a 10 hour trip. Much less take the chance of wrecking the car.
I'm so disappointed. Not only that I can't go visit V., but that I can't even commiserate with her, she didn't know we were coming! We didn't want to tell her that the trip was cancelled because we're hoping to try the surprise again in a few weeks. We don't want to give her the heads up, you see.
We are now working with her husband to try to schedule another visit, it's going to be at least three weeks. :(
This is so petty, but it's KILLING me to see comments on V.'s facebook page that say something like this, "It was so good to see you and meet the baby....blah, blah, blah."
These are from people she's admitted she doesn't even know very well, as they've only been in their current city for a year.
I'm not even going to write down the childish, immature thoughts I'm having right now.
Sigh.
Ok, I'm good, really I am, just needing to get a bit of frustration out.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Surprise!
Planning a surprise trip to go see one of my best friends and her new baby! I'm so, so, so very excited!!!
Another friend and I were going to drive up early in the morning, visit, and then drive home, but The Husband, who is being so sweet, said we should reserve a hotel room. And if that's not good enough, he said to forget finding a cheap hotel and go find a fun place to stay! Whoo hoo! We found one with a snazzy lobby bar and, even more importantly, a Starbucks!
I can't wait to see my friend!
This will be my first overnight trip without my kids - EVER!
It's been a long time coming, on both accounts!
Another friend and I were going to drive up early in the morning, visit, and then drive home, but The Husband, who is being so sweet, said we should reserve a hotel room. And if that's not good enough, he said to forget finding a cheap hotel and go find a fun place to stay! Whoo hoo! We found one with a snazzy lobby bar and, even more importantly, a Starbucks!
I can't wait to see my friend!
This will be my first overnight trip without my kids - EVER!
It's been a long time coming, on both accounts!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Do you have a card?
I haven't written about it lately, but I'm still making/decorating cakes! Admittedly, I did take a bit of a break, but am now back in full swing. The last cake I made was a Tiramisu layer cake. And it was delicious! It was for my family's annual Christmas Eve party, and it was so crazy trying to get everything ready for Christmas that I forgot to take a picture. :( Since Christmas, though, I've had inquiries for two orders! I ended up not getting the first order, which is fine, but the second order has already been placed. Forty-eight mini cupcakes in chocolate, strawberry, and caramel, with poured fondant icing and fondant rose decoration. I practiced making them today, since I've never made mini cupcakes before. Some turned out well, some didn't. Oh well, that's why they were practice cakes!
On another note, I was at a birthday party yesterday for one of Little Man's Kindermusik friends, and the Kindermusik moms all know that I'm learning to decorate cakes. In fact that's where my cupcake order came from. Anyway, one of the moms and I were talking about it, and another lady overheard us. So she looked at me and asked, "Do you have a business card, I might call you?"
Hehe.
I just was asked if I had a business card. For my cake business.
I had to tell her "no," that I was just learning and that it was only a hobby at this point.
She looked a little disappointed, which made me feel a bit good inside.
Which brings me to another point.
I'm ready to take a baking/decorating class. I've had so many friends tell me that when so-and- so's birthday rolls around, they want me to make a cake for it. So far I've only charged for two cakes, and I only asked for what it cost me in supplies. However, while fun, it is also a huge pain in the rear to make one of these super decorated cakes, and I'm ready to start being compensated for the time and effort. The thing is, though, is that I'm not a professional, and sometimes my cakes come out well and sometimes they don't,and I feel uncomfortable charging unless it is something I know I can do. Another reason I'd like to take a class is that I've hit a ceiling with what I'm able to do, and I would love to try some of the more intricate cakes. Mmm, tiered cakes, royal icing, figurines...
Waistline, beware, I see more cakes in your future!
On another note, I was at a birthday party yesterday for one of Little Man's Kindermusik friends, and the Kindermusik moms all know that I'm learning to decorate cakes. In fact that's where my cupcake order came from. Anyway, one of the moms and I were talking about it, and another lady overheard us. So she looked at me and asked, "Do you have a business card, I might call you?"
Hehe.
I just was asked if I had a business card. For my cake business.
I had to tell her "no," that I was just learning and that it was only a hobby at this point.
She looked a little disappointed, which made me feel a bit good inside.
Which brings me to another point.
I'm ready to take a baking/decorating class. I've had so many friends tell me that when so-and- so's birthday rolls around, they want me to make a cake for it. So far I've only charged for two cakes, and I only asked for what it cost me in supplies. However, while fun, it is also a huge pain in the rear to make one of these super decorated cakes, and I'm ready to start being compensated for the time and effort. The thing is, though, is that I'm not a professional, and sometimes my cakes come out well and sometimes they don't,and I feel uncomfortable charging unless it is something I know I can do. Another reason I'd like to take a class is that I've hit a ceiling with what I'm able to do, and I would love to try some of the more intricate cakes. Mmm, tiered cakes, royal icing, figurines...
Waistline, beware, I see more cakes in your future!
Friday, January 15, 2010
No Change
There hasn't been any change in the situation.
We did hear from The Brother this morning, he is still okay.
He is more optimistic about getting a flight out today, but no one will be surprised if he can't.
We are glad to hear that he is at the airport, the US military is there, along with all the supplies. At least, thank God, he's not roaming the streets.
I just talked to The Husband, who is out of town waiting for his brother to arrive on a plane, he's not sure if he'll still be away tonight or on his way home. He's going to stay there until his brother arrives, even if he only has time to give him a hug and send him on his way (The Brother has to catch another flight to go home to his family).
The Husband said our sister-in-law is having a hard time with this, as I can imagine. I knew it must be so, but it just broke my heart to hear it.
The waiting and wondering are very difficult, indeed.
Edit:
As I wrote this post things were happening!! I checked my email after logging off of blogger, and had received notice that The Brother was finally on a plane!!
Saying a thousand prayers of thanks!!
He's still not quite on his way home, but at least he's out of what must be hell on Earth.
It's a start, and if everything falls into place he may very well be able to give his wife and children a big hug in the next 24 hours!
Praise be to God.
We did hear from The Brother this morning, he is still okay.
He is more optimistic about getting a flight out today, but no one will be surprised if he can't.
We are glad to hear that he is at the airport, the US military is there, along with all the supplies. At least, thank God, he's not roaming the streets.
I just talked to The Husband, who is out of town waiting for his brother to arrive on a plane, he's not sure if he'll still be away tonight or on his way home. He's going to stay there until his brother arrives, even if he only has time to give him a hug and send him on his way (The Brother has to catch another flight to go home to his family).
The Husband said our sister-in-law is having a hard time with this, as I can imagine. I knew it must be so, but it just broke my heart to hear it.
The waiting and wondering are very difficult, indeed.
Edit:
As I wrote this post things were happening!! I checked my email after logging off of blogger, and had received notice that The Brother was finally on a plane!!
Saying a thousand prayers of thanks!!
He's still not quite on his way home, but at least he's out of what must be hell on Earth.
It's a start, and if everything falls into place he may very well be able to give his wife and children a big hug in the next 24 hours!
Praise be to God.
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