They Work

I looked up the statistics on condoms when used properly.
They work.
Now Im supposed to get my period any day now. Although sometimes it takes up to a year to get regular after having a baby.
All I know is, Ive been dizzy, pukey feeling, and having headaches, and feeling extremely tired for almost a week now.
But Im just getting over a cold.
CONDOMS WORK.
Tomorrow we will all laugh when I blog about how I got my period in the middle of the night and bled all over the sheets... dont worry.

So...

Not alot happens during the week.
Stewie isnt doing much new.
Still napping pretty weird. At this age I guess babies are supposed to be cutting out a nap or two pretty soon. Well Stewie likes his 3 one hour naps just fine. In fact, without them, I dont think he could function.
I dont think I could either. I have always taken the morning nap with him, but now I take the late afternoon one too. I like the middle one to myself so I can catch up on the soaps.
Yeah not much cleaning house goes on here. I get my share done though. Every couple days I do a few loads of laundry and give the living room a good vaccuming. And I clean the kitchen at least every other day. Uh huh Im a good little housewife... now go make me a sandwhich bitch.....

43 Things

So over at 43things.com Ive got my list. Im up to 15, but thats enough. Its hard keeping entries on things that you have NO IDEA how to fix or get started on. The one Ive managed to get writing about is my OCD. Which is always fun to talk about.
Anyway thats what Ive been thinking about today. That, and my wedding. I was thinking about a way to incorporate loved ones who have passed away into the ceremony. Like with pictures or a slide show or something. I just dont have any idea one what to do. But its the only idea Ive had by myself on this friggen wedding. That and the fact that I want to wear a simple lacey sundress, and probably go barefoot.
Stewie's been a handful the past couple days. Teething and always tired, even after those three naps a day. And I read that at this age they might only need one. Not Stewie.
Well I could write a bunch more about how he actually says "mama" now.. not to me though, but hes being a butt hole in the kitchen while daddy is trying to cook so I better go try and keep him occupied.

Oh Yeah

As if I could let you people forget.
9 months ago TODAY I had a little baby boy named Stewie.
It feels like Ive had him for a lot less time than I was pregnant. And I was only pregnant for 8 months.
I'd like to get all sentamental and put a pic of him then and now... so let me find some....

OOoooof...

Well today was a long one.
Stewie and I spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon at his friend Morgan's house. The babies played, and the mommies talked weddings.
This chick that I always do playdates with, lets call her Judi, is helping me plan my wedding. I guess I really like the help. I dont know, I wasnt really going to plan anything. I knew I wanted it at a park, and then rent a legion or something for the reception. But this chick had a real fancy wedding. So I guess she feels its her duty to make sure I have my dream wedding on a shotgun wedding's budget.
Judi is awesome though. Im very greatful to have a nice friend like her. Very nice, girly person she is. Unlike me. So we kinda clash. But in a way thats good right? I enjoy her company. If only because we are both chicks with babies, and it gets me out of the house. I like her.

Ok well then I had to go across town to get my meds refilled. Stewie slept the whole way. We spent probably an hour and a half there. Then went to walgreens to call in his prescription for his allergies. Went to grocery store, then back to walgreens, then home.
Busy busy long day. Momma needs a long rest. And a foot rub. Any takers??

PMS

I should be pms-ing for another 2 weeks. But it feels like EVERY little thing is pissing me off. Really, honestly, if somone other than my son was here, I would kill them. Oh yes. Just to kill them. Im THAT mad.
I dont know why either. UGH.
Stewie is about to wake up, better make this short.
Ive got nothing much to say anyway. Just been hanging around the house, doing some lazy housewife stuff, trying not to become a child-beater. Ya know, the usual.
Just thought I would write so ya'll dont think I jumped off the roof. Not that jumping off the roof of a trailor would do much more than break my ankles... Owch

Baby's Day Out

Well Stewie decided this morning that a half hour was totally long enough for a nap. So I decided we would take advantage of the low humidity. I dusted off the ol baseball cap, packed a diaperbag, and we headed out the door. We spent the morning at the park. And even though I was deathly afraid of ANYONE talking to us, I did good. Only a grandmother asked his age, and then walked away, and a foreign guy with two boys asked if he was a boy. So luckily I didnt have to talk much. Especially since the foreign guy could only speak english in one word sentences.
I was going to take Stewie straight home, but once in the car he didnt want to nap. So we went to the thrift store and I got a few shirts.
I feel very productive today. Although outings in public always give me a splitting headache. Specially when I am alone without Hunny. I just feel like everybody is watching me and thinking, "what the hell is her problem"... I know it sounds wierd but thats just the way I am.
But yeah. I need a nap!!

The Day the Music Died

Or just the King at least.
Yesterday was my birthday. The big 24.
We didnt really have money to celebrate. We took the baby and went to his parents house for some dinner.
I have a terrible sore throat. Is that a sign of whats yet to come in the 24th year of my life?
Probably.
Stewie's been pretty good lately. I guess he's not going to be popping anymore teeth soon. He's still got aweful runny stuffy nose all the time. That zertec aint workin one bit. I even use benydryl with it too. Sure Im overdosing my 9 month old, but I want him to breathe and stuff.
I krept into the crib with him during his late afternoon nap today. I figured it would help him sleep longer. It did, he slept for 2 hours. But I noticed that he has horrible breathing problems. I think this congestion shit is giving him sleep apnea.
I might start putting a pillow under his matress to help him breathe better. The only problem with that is he's constantly rolling around in his sleep now and he'd be off of it in no time.
Thats another thing, they say that once a baby can roll around in his sleep, its ok to let him sleep on the belly. Well my bright as a lightbulb child likes to sleep with his damn face smooshed in the matress. I always have to go in there when he starts whining, to move his damn head to the side. Ugh.

Blah

Well today my mom came up to visit. Its always nice to see her interacting with Stewie. My sister and her ding dong boyfriend came too. Since shes been pregnant, theyve both been leaching off my mother. Lovely people that they are.
Then Stewie and Hunny went off to a birthday party. It was his first time in a pool. I had to miss it of course but I just watched the video.
Ya know I just dont have much else to say.
We rented a few movies last night. We've only watched one so far. Kicking And Screaming. Its so not worth your money. Well any Will Ferell movie isnt worth your money, but especially this one.
Tonight we are going to watch Kiss Kiss BangBang with Robert Downy Jr. I am looking forward to that. Its I think his first film since the getting sober. He's such a brilliant actor and with this new wife of his keeping him straight, I think he might make it.

Its Been a While...

But Im here now, dry your eye.

So we've still just got two teeth.
Stewie has been taking 15 min naps all day again. Little weirdo. But he's not half as cranky as he's been lately, so go figure.
He's at the point (at 8 months) where he can roll either way at will. So he's all over the damn crib at night. Thats what wakes him up 80 times looking for his paci. And its just awesome at 3am when he's flung it through the bars and its ended up under the crib. I love moving it to get the paci, then sucking all the nasty ass crap that should be vacuumed up, off it to give it back to my sweet sweet little angel.
Anywho
It was the middle of the night when my chiauhua had a monster of an asthma "attack" and started hacking and coughing. I had to scoop her little fat body into my arms and shhh shh in her ear and rub her back. It took about 20 minutes before she calmed down enough for me to put her back under the covers to go check on my son.
As I looked into the crib, at my little man, (well his ass sticking out of the covers) with his blankie over his head and the whole front side of his body pushed up against the bars facing the wall, I thought, "Ya know, I am your mommy, but Ive lost sight of the fact that Im the doggies' mommy too. Sure we all neglect our "babies" ones the real babies come. But its times when the little suckers are sick or really need us, when we remember how we felt about them before the thought of procreating (for a reason) even popped into our minds.
I love my Gwynnie, even if I want to KILL her most of the time.

And Finally.....

I cut a finger open yesterday. Didnt know how. Pissed me off though.

Today Im giving Stewie some motrin because hes complaining like I just made him eat dog poo and hes got a tummy ache....
So Ive got the surringe (omg sp) in his mouth, and its scraping up against something hard.
Im like wtf, so I put my finger in his mouth to see what the hell he put in there now, and there they are. Two beautiful teeny tiny sharp as hell little teeth. On the bottom in the middle. Where we werent looking by the way. We've been thinking hed get the bottom sides first cuz its always swollen there, but lo and behold, Ive cut my finger on my sons two first teeth. (I hope cuz if not, where the hell else did I slice this sucker?)

By the way of my last post, I shall be leaving you all warm and fuzzy thoughts tomorrow or tonight as my back is killing me at the moment and my darling son hasnt slept all day.
(Meg you doll, you always get me!)

Warm and Fuzzy Feelins

From The Pajama Mama

We’re so quick to point fingers, place blame and criticize the people in our lives. It’s easier to point out a fault than it is to praise a strength. It’s easier to mention something that needs to be done better than it is to acknowledge something that’s been done well.
Therefore, I christen today (and the next few days) “Bloggin’ Good Blogger Days” in the blogging community. Your mission, shall you choose to accept it (and you will), is to go to as many blogs as you can and point out at least one good thing about the author of that blog. Do your best to give them a warm fuzzy feeling. Show your appreciation, admiration or plain old joy.
Tell them why something they did touched you, why a choice they made shows the true fabric of their moral being. Just go BE NICE to every blogger who’s blog you read today. And don’t be shy, either!!
Plus, post an entry similar to this one on YOUR blog and ask people to leave warm fuzzies in your comments. Spread the love, people!
Maybe if we take a week to engage in warm fuzzies, they will become a more permanent part of our daily lives, both on and off the computer.
In review:
1. Leave me a warm fuzzy in my comments.
2. Post a similar entry (or copy and paste this one, giving credit) on your own blog.
3. Leave a warm fuzzy on every blog you visit today.
4. Sit back, read your own warm fuzzies and feel, well, warm and fuzzy!
Enjoy

Stewie

Today was weird. Stewie wouldnt go back to sleep at 5am when I took him to bed with us. So we got up and did the normal routine. Went down for our nap at 7 insead of 9. Well since he got up so early, he slept for 3 HOURS. Oh yes. It was a much less cranky day after that. But his afternoon nap still only lasted an hour. So after that we were crank-a-butt once again. At least I knew I didnt get him switched at the supermarket.
Ya know, this kid is amazing me everyday. He can totally sit up on his own without falling over, for almost 2 minutes. But when he does fall, he tends to try and hit the nose head on..... (trying to stunt the inevidable growth of the family schnoz already)
Still hates being on the tummy. When he rolls on it by mistake he kinda laughs and looks all around. But then hes back to my son. Screaming and smushing his face into the floor. He acts like he wants to get up and run aaway when someone is holding him. But when hes got the chance to try and crawl or scoot, hed rather just throw a complete tantrum.
Im baffled everyday by how strange he is in certain aspects of his life.

But then I cant stop kissing his neck while I hold him and saying "i love you" 18 million times a friggen day. UUUUUUUUUgh how do you deal with the love you have inside sometimes!!!

That reminds me. Stewie likes to tip the sippy upside down on his tray while Im washing dishes. Which is just wonderful. Well today he got the tray completely full of water. So instead of freaking out, I started splashing in it. And he just had a huge laugh, and then joined me. Hey at least part of the floor got a good washing huh?

My Poor Baby

For a few weeks, Stewie has had these horrendous allergy symptoms. We got him on zertec friday. I dont know how long its supposed to take to work, but I even upped the dose from 1 half teaspoon a day to 2. Its Tuesday and he still cant breathe out of his ever flowing runny nose.
I dont know what to do. No matter how much snot I suck out of there and no matter how much stuff I spray up in there, nothing works. And now the kid is afraid to be layed down because it makes the breathing worse.
I need a mommy pill.