Saturday, May 17, 2014

Another Boring Mom Post

I really do think I need to retire this thing because my posts always end up being "sorry I havent posted much"  "here is what's going on" "yah my life is still boring" "no I have nothing innovative to share" but I just can't quit it so here ya go.

I am obsessed with redoing our patio and making it fancy.  OBSESSED.  I went to Home Depot with a sick Wyatt and a Kate in my Ergo carrier.  I filled one of those flat carts twice.  I lifted huge bags of dirt while packing Kate.  I loaded and unloaded and loaded and unloaded.  Just goes to show if you want it you can do it.  Wyatt was a good helper surprise surprise.  He seems to understand that when Dad is not around you actually have to stay close to Mom and listen.  So in my dream patio we have cute planters with plants that are guaranteed to keep mosquitoes away (yah just like those deer resistant plants were a flop at our other house).  We have cafe lights. We have curtains. We have citronella tiki torches. There are plans for an outdoor rug and some little couches and a table.  I really do not understand my desire to have this place because it is going to get really hot and the mosquitoes will not stay away but I think it has something to do with this C Rap hole that my house has turned into.  The laundry piles, the cracker crumbs, the toys on the floor.  I want serenity without the work. Hunter is the kindest and humors me and runs fishing line for my curtains and shows me how I can hang the lights with anchors and extension cords.

I had a really bad week.  Not because of anything specific but I couldn't take it ANY MORE. Wyatt was sick.  And now Kate is sick. And Hunter was sick.  And of course I am not sick and I should be super grateful of that but sometimes it seems like all I do is take care of people (see definition of mom) and I am not allowed to be sick.  Wyatt was not sick enough to be down for the count just really grumpy and whiny and tired.  I went to Walgreens to buy some Mucinex REAL QUICK to get that c rap out of there and there was a "really helpful" person working there that just wanted to chat and play and thought we went to Walgreens for a day out.  They showed Wyatt all of the displays that were safe for him to play in.  Told me about the sunscreen special the next day.  Showed me their setup props.  Talked about raising kids.  I learned all about her nieces and nephews.  Showed me where the 50% off slightly old cookies are.  She was so kind but I was so ready to go home and lay the kiddies down for  nap.  I exited with the cookies and the medicine and proceeded to eat 11 of them that day.  I wish I was kidding.  I also made queso at 9 in the morning one day this week.  So far this diet is working great because I only have two more pounds of baby weight to lose (in queso you were wondering).

I got the Timehop app and I dig it.  It shows you items from your instagram, facebook, dropbox, camera roll that happened on this day each year.  For example, on this day in 2013 I was taking a picture of food and in 2012 I was rocking a sick Wyatt (what a coincidence).  This is a super helpful app if you are into throw back thursday and flash back friday.

Are you into making pulled pork?  You should be.  Stick that hunka meat in a crock pot all day and come home to deliciousness.  Freeze it into several servings.  I usually get about 3 freezer packs on top of what we eat for the week.  I found a wonderful pinterest board for how to use leftover pulled pork aside from the usual sammies and tacos.  Check it out here. 

 Work. Ugh. I am so disappointed in myself.  My average is 10-15 hours a week.  I just can't get it together.  Kate isn't mobile enough to entertain herself.  There were too many failed naps or naps at abnormal times.  I think about quitting quite often these days but no I won't.

Well I am vowing to eat healthy next week so I need to get to making my zucchini noodles and preparing my vegetables.  My favorite food blogger right now is Inspralized. I mostly follow her on Instagram because I can't even be bothered to read blogs these days...not even my favorites.  I love this post on the best beginner recipes for the spiralizer and I plan to make a few of them soon.

Beth recommended The Rosie Project and it was on sale with Kindle for $1.99. I am really enjoying it.  Don, the main character, reminds me of a guy I used to work with.  He would say that he could never cook for anyone else because he knows exactly how much rice and chicken to cook for himself and can't alter that.

Laura recommended Oxi Clean Gel Stick and I am enjoying that because I am not good at keeping babies clean while they are eating and baby food stains surprisingly.  I also promote large amounts of dirt on clothes while playing outside. 

I went to this consignment shop where I sold some clothes for some $$$ and they quit doing consignment. I thought I had a $7 credit but I had a $35 credit so I bought myself some "tribal shorts" and a "new tank".  Lucky me.  Here is hoping I can style them.

The end.  Happy weekend. Don't you feel caught up on things now?  Follow me on Instagram if you really want to see what I do with my life.  And yah I fell off the Tumblr wagon. 

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Kate - 6 Months

6 Months
13 lbs 7 oz
Size 2 diaper
Size 6 month clothes

Nursing 7ish times a day
Started purees...likes rice cereal, carrots, sweet potatoes
Loves squash and prunes

Bedtime at 7 PM
I wake her up at 10 for the ol' dreamfeed trick that Wyatt never fell for
She wakes me up around 3 most days and then we are wide awake at 6:00 AMish
We were sleeping much better last month.  Not sure.  Sickies, teethies, whatevers...she is not doing as good nowzzzzz.

Sitting up by herself
Getting toes in her mouth
Stroller champion
Necklace grabbing and hair pulling
No crawling or scooting yet

Long naps
Watching big brother act crazy
Mommy (its true)
Daddy (took 4 months but she is a big fan now)
Wyatt (even though he is really rough with her)
Stroller rides
Naps in the baby carrier if she is not at home to sleep

Being out of her element
Playing when she is sleepy.  Her laughs turn into cries.

And one of big brother for ya

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Friday, May 2, 2014

Wyatt Isms

2 year olds are so funny.  I just survived a Wyatt pre nap routine.  Today he performed for nap time.  He read me Big Dog Little Dog and a book about colors.  Good stuff.  Then he wanted to sing the songs too instead of me.  He sped sang "I love you" going straight into "twinkle twinkle" without taking a breath between (just like me).  Then he looked over at me and said I am only going to sing you "this many songs"  before closing out with "Yes Jesus loves me".  Is this the beginning of the end of the bed time routine?  When he was sick last week he told me no books no songs just climbed in his bed, hugged teddy, covered up and was out.

I have been stockpiling lists of funny things he tells us to laugh about later.

I put on jewelry, makeup, did my hair and wore real clothes for our anniversary dinner this week.   I wish I would have taken a picture.  Ha ha.  I put on a dress and Wyatt said "whats that?".  I told him it was a dress.  He said "like Isabel wears"?  Yes...just like Isabel.  Isabel is his 3 year old best friend girl that mostly wears Princess dresses.  I chickened out and went back to pants by the way.

One evening I was super grumpy because dinner wasn't made and I was hungry and I had two grumpy kids and Kate just needed to go to bed.  I told Wyatt daddy was stuck at work.  Wyatt said "need a dozer to get him out?".  I laughed out loud as the saying goes, told him maybe that would work and we enjoyed the rest of our evening after that...without daddy.  So now any time I say daddy is stuck at work we make jokes about which construction equipment will get him home.  Maybe an excavator will get him out?

Wyatt is fascinated with the breast pump.  I am sorry, but he is.  I am not sure if it is the sound or the device but either way its a big show.  Hunter was in the garage working on something that made a similar sound.  He asked "you pumping daddy?".

Our garage and house always smell like gasoline because Hunter is working on something or nothing and spills gas and the house vents weird.  They have had to spray the drive way off to wash the gas off.  Well one night we told Wyatt he couldn't water the plants because God was watering the plants and the grass. He asked if God was washing the gasoline off the driveway too.  Yes.  Yes he is.

I use Siri to send a lot of texts while driving.  So much so that Wyatt dictates his own texts.  "Send Hunter a text"  "Change text"  "Change text"  "Send"  "Send"  "Send Hunter a text."  He likes when I talk to my phone and plays along. Siri picks up what I am saying along with what he is saying and it gets confusing.  Then Siri wants to send a text that says "send hunter a text". 

I am pretty sure Wyatt's imaginary friend is named Pom and he lives across the road behind our house.  He told me that I can't see him.  Eeek.