Tuesday, March 20, 2012


So far through out this pregnancy, I have not had the energy or motivation to do much of anything. Once in a while I'll get enough energy to do more than the bare minimum but typically, it's hard to just keep things in order.

Lucky for me, last night I slept like a baby. Maybe it was because I had gone days, even weeks without a decent night of sleep. I woke up once but fell back to sleep quite quickly. When I woke up this morning, I decided to get showered first thing and run to the store to pick up some blueberry muffins to go with the eggs I wanted. After breakfast, I cleaned the kitchen (which wasn't really that dirty as far as dishes go). Generally I stop after I do the dishes but today, I decided I needed to scrub the walls, the window sill, the front of the stove, clean out the top shelf in the cup cupboard and sweep and mop again. Now like I said earlier, typically I would have definitely stopped after that because I just simply didn't have any more energy. Today was different though.

I tidied up the living room, vacuumed downstairs, the stairs and then finally made my way upstairs where I tackled the ridiculous mess that is the kids room. Toys were everywhere! I think they literally pulled out every toy possible and nothing was where it was supposed to be. So, it took me a while but I finally cleaned up and organized the toys. I got the incredibly dusty ceiling fan cleaned, the tall floor fan cleaned and then vacuumed the upstairs. Amazingly enough, I still had enough energy to do a couple loads of laundry. I am amazed at what I was able to accomplish today. It has felt like a fulfilling day and I hope that there are more of these to come.

It may not sound like a lot, perhaps even a normal day for some but for me, today was a huge accomplishment.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

I just want to scream

The past few days have been so trying as a mother. The terrible twos are worse than terrible, whatever that is, and being pregnant with little patience doesn't help. Right now, my dear sweet son (when he is sleeping) is cutting his 2 year molars. Two at the same time to be exact so he's been extra ornery. I get and understand that but the past couple of days things got worse. He hasn't really had anything to eat or drink. I'll offer him anything and everything, he just turns it right down. That is SO not my son. He hasn't been sleeping, which means Mama hasn't been sleeping. To top it off, today he has been inconsolable. Screaming, crying, throwing tantrums, nothing can appease him. I was at my wits end. I wanted to lock him in a room and throw away the key to be quite honest. I love my son but today I couldn't take anymore.

When Alex got home, he suggested taking him to the dr tomorrow. I figured, why wait? Lets just take him to the instacare and see if there is anything wrong. So off we went. Instacares in Utah were always busy but not like in Vegas. I loathe going to the instacares here. My son, who doesn't like to sit in one place to long started freaking out before we even got back to the room. It only got worse once we were in the room and waiting for the dr. I wanted to cry, scream, throw something across the room and just walk out. The wait for the dr wasn't too long but he spent maybe 5 minutes with my son, didn't give me the chance to explain what exactly was going on and then told me my son had a sinus infection and ear infection as he was walking out the door. My blood was boiling.

It literally took another 20 minutes to get a discharge nurse to come in and give us the prescription and discharge paperwork. The whole time we were waiting all my son could say through sobs and screams was "I wanna go bye, bye" "I wanna see Dad" "I go home" and I finally broke down and cried. I think when the discharge nurse finally came in she felt a little bad. I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

I hate when my son is sick. I hate that he can't convey to me what is wrong and what is hurting. I hate that he has a sinus infection on top of an ear infection. I mean, how does that happen to a 2 year old? When he got strep on his 1st birthday I felt like a horrible mom, how could a 1 year old get strep? Now at the age of 2 he has a sinus infection? I seriously feel like I'm not doing something right. I don't know what I'm missing or what I am supposed to do different. I just hope he feel better soon. Let me rephrase, I NEED him to feel better soon. I'll take normal terrible twos over sick terrible twos anyday.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Purple Yoga and Schedules

For some reason, I have really had a lack of motivation to exercise this pregnancy. With Erick, I was really good about walking. All in all, I gained maybe 15 pounds by the end of my pregnancy and 8.15 of those pounds were baby. I was so proud to be able to fit back into my pre-preggo jeans just 2 days after giving birth. This time, I've already gained 10 and really don't want to gain a lot more but still struggling to get my butt up and walk. Early in my second trimester, I decided I wanted to try yoga. I've never done yoga before but I thought it would be a good way for me to do something for me, my body and my baby.

Alex and I went to YouTube looking for pregnancy yoga dvds and found a ton of clips. One of them was for a dvd put together for all 3 trimesters of pregnancy by a company called Purple Yoga. They are a yoga company based in Honolulu, HI and the lady that did the DVD was actually pregnant with twins when she made the DVD. I went online and found that it was reasonably priced. $19.95 and free shipping, SIGN ME UP! I ordered it and was so excited when it came in the mail. I have had it for almost a week and have done it a few times. I am in love with this DVD. Now my problem is making sure I get my butt out of bed in time to do it before everyone else wakes up.

Schedules are not my forte. I do good for awhile then something comes up and I fail. So, beginning Monday (we are going out of town this weekend) I am going to try to be better about schedules. A schedule for me, and a better schedule for my son. I'm sure I am my biggest enemy when it comes to making and sticking to a schedule but it is something that is really important to me and so important for my son. I haven't really decided what that schedule will be other than I need to get my butt out of bed at 6:00 a.m. to do my yoga. Such a great start to a day! I highly recommend it.


Little man, you just had you 2 year well check (a little late). You weighed 30 lbs and you are 36 inches tall. The doctor estimates you will be about 5'11 and 175 as an adult.

I just cut the tip of Mr. Binks off yesterday and the first time you asked for it, you looked at it said,"Mom, it's broken." I couldn't resist letting out a little laugh and then told you it wasn't broken. You put it in your mouth and took it out, starting to throw a little fit because it wasn't how you wanted it. At this point, you are still unsure. Lastnight, you went to bed without it like a big boy.

Your tantrums are enough to drive me crazy some days. I hope this will pass soon.

You are starting to come around when we talk about baby Raegan (who is still my tummy at this point). Up to this point, whenever Dad and I try to talk to you about it, you quickly change the subject or just ignore us.

You kissed my belly the other day and told baby Raegan to "have a good day".

You are a such a mama's boy at times, I worry a little that when the baby comes, you're going to struggle with sharing.

Now that Julie is potty trained, you think everytime she goes to the bathroom you need to go to the bathroom. You like to sit down on the little potty with everything still on and on a rare occasion I will catch you taking your pants and diaper off to sit down. I keep hoping that you will want to actually potty train soon. Our first attempt did not go so well.

Your smile warms my heart.

You like to crawl into bed with us. Sometimes in the middle of the night, sometimes early in the morning. It drives me crazy but I love to see you snuggle up close to your Dad.

I love watching you grow and learn new things. The other day you started singing a song and I couldn't figure out what it was a first. I quickly realized you were trying to sing Jingle Bells. I have sung that song to you so much, you are truly my little Christmas baby.

Mommy and Daddy love you!!!