Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Chubby Chunkins

Some of you have been wondering what my tummy might look like now a days. No, I am not pushing it up, just making sure that my skirt doesn't hang straight down so you can really see the shape and size. Pretty big huh?
I am in my 7th month and happy to say that my gestational diabetes test came back with good results. I just barely scored under the qualifying blood sugar marks. Yay me!
I am finally cool enough at work to have earned a nickname. Cause you know, when people give you a nickname it usually means that you are part of the group and well likes. Even if your nickname is Chubby Chunkins...
In other good news that I'm absolutely obsessed with: Dean has been sleeping through the night for about a week. And he's not been waking up until 5:30. And he's happy most of the time. Well, until tonight when daddy accidentally cut off the tip of his finger. Blood, oh so much blood. But I think the little kiddo's going to be fine. Hormonal mommy needs to take a chill pill though.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Some evenings we all lay on the quilt and watch airplanes and birds fly overhead. Daddy lies with us too, but somebody had to take the picture. Yes, I am wearing a work shirt paired with Lucas' gym pants. Ahhh, the comforts of home after a day at work. Also, we're on the quilt I made Lucas for our first Christmas. Let me rephrase that. We're on the only quilt I've ever made.

Dean likes to take the road less traveled on. You'll notice the huge area of flat grass he could easily ride his bike on.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Sugary Sweetness

Well, no more sugary cereal snacking for me. I've been cut off. My glucose test results came in today and they didn't look too hot. I have high blood sugar and have to go in for some more tests to determine if I've got Gestational Diabetes. In the mean time I'm to have no simple sugars. Bummer. I guess I'm hoping to go in and take the fasting blood sugar test and have them tell me that I'm not a diabetic, but need to be a bit on the careful side.

On better news, I think Dean may actually be healthy again. I totally base this on the fact that he actually ate his dinner tonight. He hasn't done that in a few days. He also played after dinner...yeah, he PLAYED. How totally cool!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Not so Robust

When I was a department store today a woman stopped me to ask about Dean's age. When I told her that he was 1 1/2 her jaw dropped and she actually gasped. As she started to look embarrassed about her reaction, I quickly laughed and told her I knew he was rather large. Apparently she was hoping to compare him to the size of her 4 year old grandson so she'd know what size clothes to get for him. She said that Dean was much taller. I guess we weren't much help. She did say something about how he must be healthy and robust...

Funny that later in the evening he broke out in some funky face rash and started telling me that his ear hurt. Then he began vomiting up a storm. With all of his illnesses (mostly ears), I can't help but think that my little monkey isn't so robust after all.

Also this: We were at the department store Christmas shopping. I think that's my way of nesting, because I know I won't be able to go shopping much once the baby comes...then a month later it's Christmas. What a nerd! I am finding some gifts on sale. I also bought Dean's presents already with him right there with me. By Christmas he'll have forgotten all about them I suppose. We got a toy phone, vacuum, and one of those boxes with the holes in different shapes to match the cubes in different shapes to. Already I want to pull them out and let him play with them because I'm curious if he'll like them or not.

Washing Dishes

We're trying to train him to do the dishes early so that it's not an issue later in life. Some one must have been reading Shel Silverstein to him. He dropped a glass yesterday and he doesn't have to do the dishes anymore.

Note: We're not really trying to teach him to do the dishes...he pulled the chair over and gave it a shot all by his lonesome. And, he did break a glass yesterday.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Chew 'em Up and Spit 'em Out

We had Back to School Night tonight. By we I mean that I as the teacher had to get up in front of a bunch of parents and give a little power point presentation. I talk all the live long day in front of little kiddos with no problem, but stick me in front of a bunch of adults for 30 minutes and the pressure is on.

This is my 5th Back to School Event flying solo. I went in all cool and collected expecting the normal questions and a few concerns about me leaving their poor babies with a substitute while I'm on maternity leave. I've been teaching long enough (and enough grades) to feel confident and knowledgeable about my subject matter. I knew what to expect...or so I thought.

I have never been grilled quite the way I was tonight. The parents came at me hard with questions ranging from our state budget and student standards to questions about the lunches and recesses. I came out of it a little burnt around the edges, but thankful that I at least knew what I was talking about. When a parent came to me at the end and apologized for putting me on the spot, I thanked her for being so interested in her child's education. And I meant it!

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Never Ending

I find myself wondering if Dean has some sort of sleeping disorder. For the past month and 1/2 he has woken from every nap or bedtime screaming and running around like a crazy boy screaming his head off in hysterics. When he came down with a fever about 2 weeks ago, we took him to the doctor and sure enough, he had yet another ear infection. Well, his medicine is all gone, he seems to be acting like normal, but the kids still doesn't sleep well. Sleep training be damned.
Yesterday we were fooled as he only woke at 2, was easily comforted back to sleep and didn't wake again until 6. I thought that maybe things were headed back to what passes for normal in some people's lives. I say "headed back" because we did experience this bliss ourselves for a month or two this summer. Then, 3:30 AM screaming toddler that can't seem to go back to sleep, but is very obviously tired. I've been thinking that maybe his ears are still infected, but some of this time he's been awake he has been trying to jump up and down on daddy while singing his favorite version of "Old Mcdonald". Yes, there is more than one version. Dean has created his own unique words and tune, but there is clearly an EIEIO. It is 4:50. He has been quiet for maybe 5 minutes. But...he's fooled me a few times tonight.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

It's Potty Time!

After partying all weekend at Grandma CC's house, Dean came home and used the big boy potty! Lucas changed his very stinky diaper and Dean hopped off of the changing table demanding to use the potty. Then he really did! Way to go little champ. I look forward to more of