It's been a while since I posted on here! Jeez. It's been a busy couple of months. We moved out of our TX apartment in early September, and then moved to GA a week and a half ago. It was a long 2 day drive but we made it in one piece :) The only thing that got Hudson through it was his portable DVD player, I swear. The boy LOVES him some Baby Einstein. The cat was probably the most miserable for the trip, but after a couple days of running around the apartment yowling, I think he got over himself.
After having lived in Texas for the past 7 years, I think it's safe to say that I got pretty used to it. So Georgia is a pretty big change! I lived in a part of Texas that was NOT all stereotypical Texas "southern hospitality" and all that. And I moved to a part of Georgia that totally is all that! I really like it. It's a refreshing change. I have yet to open a door for myself/the stroller when I've gone out, and people are constantly cooing and talking to Hudson. So not used to being acknowledged by strangers at all! It's weird, but nice.
Our new apartment is twice as big as the old one and is still very much empty since the movers have been putting off delivering our stuff for almost a week now. (Thanks a lot, guys. I'd call you by name but I couldn't understand your accents...) Today they were supposed to be here almost 3 hours ago and I had to call them to ask what was going on and got "Oh we're just runnin a lil late. We'll be there soon I promise". Grrr.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Chick-Fil-A
I love this blog. Why? Because I can express my opinion on stuff. I don't feel like I have to argue back and forth with anyone in particular. My pageviews are sky-rocketing and I'm not getting any comments, so I guess what I'm saying isn't too controversial or infuriating lol.
My thoughts on Chick-Fil-A...honestly- I don't get why everyone is overreacting. The liberals are all flipping out saying Cathy is a homophobe, when um he's clearly stated "while my family and I believe in the Biblical definition of marriage, we love and respect anyone who disagrees." Does that sound hateful to you? It doesn't to me. The conservatives are on the complete other end saying "It's about time someone stood up for what's right! Homosexuality is evil! I'm eating at chick-fil-a more often now!" (Yes, I actually had a facebook friend post that. Sigh...)
It's a company expressing their views on a sensitive subject. Honestly I think it was a bad move, business-wise. You don't hear companies like Petco expressing their views on things like homosexuality and the like.... It's just something you don't talk about. But just because someone finds homosexuality wrong doesn't make them a bigot. They're not saying gays aren't allowed to eat or work there. They never even said they hated gays! Ugh.
Bottom line- my opinion of CFA has not changed. If I feel like having a spicy chicken sandwich, I will head their way. But I'm not going to eat there any more or less based on this, or any of their beliefs.
My thoughts on Chick-Fil-A...honestly- I don't get why everyone is overreacting. The liberals are all flipping out saying Cathy is a homophobe, when um he's clearly stated "while my family and I believe in the Biblical definition of marriage, we love and respect anyone who disagrees." Does that sound hateful to you? It doesn't to me. The conservatives are on the complete other end saying "It's about time someone stood up for what's right! Homosexuality is evil! I'm eating at chick-fil-a more often now!" (Yes, I actually had a facebook friend post that. Sigh...)
It's a company expressing their views on a sensitive subject. Honestly I think it was a bad move, business-wise. You don't hear companies like Petco expressing their views on things like homosexuality and the like.... It's just something you don't talk about. But just because someone finds homosexuality wrong doesn't make them a bigot. They're not saying gays aren't allowed to eat or work there. They never even said they hated gays! Ugh.
Bottom line- my opinion of CFA has not changed. If I feel like having a spicy chicken sandwich, I will head their way. But I'm not going to eat there any more or less based on this, or any of their beliefs.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Man and Wife :)
We've been married 2 months and 3 days... Here are some pics from our lovely wedding. :)
Some of the decor, and our toasting glasses
Transforming the mess that is me...lol
Hudson was obviously stressed about the whole wedding prep thing
Mama doing my hair :)
The rings
The cake (that my ever so talented mama made!)
Instead of a guestbook we did this fingerprint tree. It's on my living room wall and I love it.
Saying our vows
Kissing our boy. He's obviously not a fan of PDA
Our happy family
The rings and my beautiful bouquet
Cutting the cake. One of my favorite shots of the wedding :)
Oh and the dedicated, multitastking flower girl and our handsome ringbearer :)
A quiet moment with my boy
Leaving by bubble!
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Why I kept my son intact.
I have explained myself many times now, to many people over the course of my 9 month pregnancy and the 4 months of Hudson's life.... but I don't mind it. I will defend my beliefs any day of the week :)
I chose to keep Hudson intact (or as some say, "uncircumcised"...I prefer "intact" because "uncirc'd" implies that it is undone. He is not undone. He is whole.) because honestly, in a nut shell, it's his body, and his choice to make. If he wants to be circumcised some day, then that's his choice. Some say that it hurts more as an adult but how does that make any sense to anyone? It hurts just as bad as an infant... even more, actually, because as an adult your foreskin has already seperated from your penis, and as a baby they're still fused. So imagine having your fingernail seperated from your finger. That's what they have to do to their foreskin before cutting it off. It sucks to think about, doesn't it?
I am not judgemental of parents who have chosen to have it done to their sons. As long as you did your research, and made an informed decision, that's all I ask. But after doing my research, there's just absolutely no way I could do that to him. He came into this world whole and perfect. I am a religious person, and I have a very hard time believing God sent every man into this world with something that instantly needs to be removed. It's a sensitive, functioning organ, and without it there is a loss of sensitivity. Most circ'd guys don't know what they're missing out on! (and some do, and try to restore it. Which is a whole 'nother topic that I know pretty much nothing about)
I've been told that it's creepy that I care so much about penises, especially my son's. To which I responded that I honestly don't care what people think. I care about my son's well-being, not just the state of his penis lol. I want the absolute best for him. The whole "well my husband has a penis, so he knows better than I do" really just amazes me. Your husband is circumcised and knows no different! Our generation (and the ones before it) grew up being told that intact penises were gross and abnormal, and they were circumcised to "prevent infection". More and more research has been done, and today any doctor will tell you it is a cosmetic surgery. It is not necessary at all. It doesn't prevent STDs or infection either. If a guy is gonna get a UTI, he's gonna get one whether he's circ'd or not. Some people are just prone to them. Once the foreskin detaches and is retractible, it should be retracted and cleaned with water. It's really not that difficult of a concept, or "hard to clean" (another reason many people choose to circ) . And while they're babies, they're not even retractible so it's super easy to clean. You just wipe it like a finger.
Someone asked me "Well what about when he starts dating? Girls prefer circumcised penises..." and to that I say if someone is going to be shallow enough to reject my son based on how his penis looks, then he's better off without her anyway. :)
Sources:
http://www.doctorsopposingcircumcision.org/
http://www.mothersagainstcirc.org/
http://www.drmomma.org/2011/08/intact-or-circumcised-significant.html
(warning: graphic photos. But these are the ones that now have my circ'd brothers anti-circ!)
I chose to keep Hudson intact (or as some say, "uncircumcised"...I prefer "intact" because "uncirc'd" implies that it is undone. He is not undone. He is whole.) because honestly, in a nut shell, it's his body, and his choice to make. If he wants to be circumcised some day, then that's his choice. Some say that it hurts more as an adult but how does that make any sense to anyone? It hurts just as bad as an infant... even more, actually, because as an adult your foreskin has already seperated from your penis, and as a baby they're still fused. So imagine having your fingernail seperated from your finger. That's what they have to do to their foreskin before cutting it off. It sucks to think about, doesn't it?
I am not judgemental of parents who have chosen to have it done to their sons. As long as you did your research, and made an informed decision, that's all I ask. But after doing my research, there's just absolutely no way I could do that to him. He came into this world whole and perfect. I am a religious person, and I have a very hard time believing God sent every man into this world with something that instantly needs to be removed. It's a sensitive, functioning organ, and without it there is a loss of sensitivity. Most circ'd guys don't know what they're missing out on! (and some do, and try to restore it. Which is a whole 'nother topic that I know pretty much nothing about)
I've been told that it's creepy that I care so much about penises, especially my son's. To which I responded that I honestly don't care what people think. I care about my son's well-being, not just the state of his penis lol. I want the absolute best for him. The whole "well my husband has a penis, so he knows better than I do" really just amazes me. Your husband is circumcised and knows no different! Our generation (and the ones before it) grew up being told that intact penises were gross and abnormal, and they were circumcised to "prevent infection". More and more research has been done, and today any doctor will tell you it is a cosmetic surgery. It is not necessary at all. It doesn't prevent STDs or infection either. If a guy is gonna get a UTI, he's gonna get one whether he's circ'd or not. Some people are just prone to them. Once the foreskin detaches and is retractible, it should be retracted and cleaned with water. It's really not that difficult of a concept, or "hard to clean" (another reason many people choose to circ) . And while they're babies, they're not even retractible so it's super easy to clean. You just wipe it like a finger.
Someone asked me "Well what about when he starts dating? Girls prefer circumcised penises..." and to that I say if someone is going to be shallow enough to reject my son based on how his penis looks, then he's better off without her anyway. :)
Sources:
http://www.doctorsopposingcircumcision.org/
http://www.mothersagainstcirc.org/
http://www.drmomma.org/2011/08/intact-or-circumcised-significant.html
(warning: graphic photos. But these are the ones that now have my circ'd brothers anti-circ!)
Friday, July 13, 2012
Spanking.
After a discussion on one of my favorite websites, I've decided to post my thoughts on spanking on here. I know, I know... I'm a 20 year old first time parent to a 4 MONTH OLD. What do I know about spanking and discipline?
Well. I was spanked as a child. My parents never left marks or anything, and I never got more than 3 swats (except once I got 5 and that was a really bad day. Lol.) and I could tell it genuinely hurt them to have to spank me. I had this involuntary trembling thing...it was really pretty pathetic. I did it when they yelled, too. Yes, I cried when spanked. Of course I did! It was more out of embarassment and shame than pain, though.
Neither of my brothers or myself ever had a problem with hitting other kids. I can count on one hand how many times I remember us getting in trouble for hitting, collectively. We understood the difference between spanking and hitting. I don't think it's rocket science... I have no problem with telling a kid not to hit and then giving him a spanking. It's just different.
I would never spank out of anger though. As a kid, I didn't get why my parents would send me to their room for a spanking and then make me wait in there for like 10 minutes before coming in. I thought it was to create suspense and make me even more of a mess. But now I understand. They were calming themselves down. And I appreciate it now.
My husband was never spanked though. His mom chose to yell at him...and now he yells too. (never at me, and not at Hudson yet...lol yelling at a 4 month old is just unneccessary) I personally can't handle yelling, because my parents rarely yelled at me. Yelling makes me terribly uncomfortable. I'm not sure how Hudson is going to end up being disciplined. It'll be a trial and error thing for a while, I'm sure. Some kids handle spanking better, some kids just need a time-out. There's definitely no "one size fits all" solution when it comes to disciplining kids.
Someone mentioned treating a kid like you do a dog. Training experts recommend not hitting a dog, ever. I definitely smack my dog...lol. I have had sensitive dogs before that I did not smack, ever, because it really hurt them and they didn't understand why I was smacking them. A stern "NO" did the trick. But when Stella, my chihuahua//corgi mix (who acts so much more like a human teenager than any other animal I've ever met) looks at me and takes off the other direction when I'm loading up the car, (and have my hands totally full with the carseat, diaper bag and whatever else I'm loading up) and I have to run her down and catch her, I give her a smack. Not super hard or anything... But she freaking knows better!
One last thing. Some people criticize parents who spank and say that their kids behave because they're afraid. Like in the discussion I previously mentioned, one girl mentioned all she has to do is look at her daughter and she quits her shit. (she also spanks her daughter) I think there's a healthy level of "fear" and respect a child should have for their parents. I totally get that "look" cuz my mom gave it to me all the time. People always commented that we were such well-behaved children, and it was because we behaved, because didn't want a spanking. And I think that's okay! If your kid behaves because he doesn't want a spanking, I think that's great. You don't actually have to discipline him because he already behaves. I think spanking is more effective, and you don't have to do it as often as time-out etc. Kind of like a shock collar for a dog...one zap usually does the trick. They get the idea, and they don't repeat the behavior because they're afraid of the consequences. Make sense?
If you find yourself spanking them frequently though, you might need to reconsider your choice of discipline. Anytime you're having to do something repeatedly, you might want to double check that you're doing the right thing for your kid.
Well. I was spanked as a child. My parents never left marks or anything, and I never got more than 3 swats (except once I got 5 and that was a really bad day. Lol.) and I could tell it genuinely hurt them to have to spank me. I had this involuntary trembling thing...it was really pretty pathetic. I did it when they yelled, too. Yes, I cried when spanked. Of course I did! It was more out of embarassment and shame than pain, though.
Neither of my brothers or myself ever had a problem with hitting other kids. I can count on one hand how many times I remember us getting in trouble for hitting, collectively. We understood the difference between spanking and hitting. I don't think it's rocket science... I have no problem with telling a kid not to hit and then giving him a spanking. It's just different.
I would never spank out of anger though. As a kid, I didn't get why my parents would send me to their room for a spanking and then make me wait in there for like 10 minutes before coming in. I thought it was to create suspense and make me even more of a mess. But now I understand. They were calming themselves down. And I appreciate it now.
My husband was never spanked though. His mom chose to yell at him...and now he yells too. (never at me, and not at Hudson yet...lol yelling at a 4 month old is just unneccessary) I personally can't handle yelling, because my parents rarely yelled at me. Yelling makes me terribly uncomfortable. I'm not sure how Hudson is going to end up being disciplined. It'll be a trial and error thing for a while, I'm sure. Some kids handle spanking better, some kids just need a time-out. There's definitely no "one size fits all" solution when it comes to disciplining kids.
Someone mentioned treating a kid like you do a dog. Training experts recommend not hitting a dog, ever. I definitely smack my dog...lol. I have had sensitive dogs before that I did not smack, ever, because it really hurt them and they didn't understand why I was smacking them. A stern "NO" did the trick. But when Stella, my chihuahua//corgi mix (who acts so much more like a human teenager than any other animal I've ever met) looks at me and takes off the other direction when I'm loading up the car, (and have my hands totally full with the carseat, diaper bag and whatever else I'm loading up) and I have to run her down and catch her, I give her a smack. Not super hard or anything... But she freaking knows better!
One last thing. Some people criticize parents who spank and say that their kids behave because they're afraid. Like in the discussion I previously mentioned, one girl mentioned all she has to do is look at her daughter and she quits her shit. (she also spanks her daughter) I think there's a healthy level of "fear" and respect a child should have for their parents. I totally get that "look" cuz my mom gave it to me all the time. People always commented that we were such well-behaved children, and it was because we behaved, because didn't want a spanking. And I think that's okay! If your kid behaves because he doesn't want a spanking, I think that's great. You don't actually have to discipline him because he already behaves. I think spanking is more effective, and you don't have to do it as often as time-out etc. Kind of like a shock collar for a dog...one zap usually does the trick. They get the idea, and they don't repeat the behavior because they're afraid of the consequences. Make sense?
If you find yourself spanking them frequently though, you might need to reconsider your choice of discipline. Anytime you're having to do something repeatedly, you might want to double check that you're doing the right thing for your kid.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Snot and farts.
Yup. That's about all that today has been.
Hudson apparently has some kind of crap that he may or may not have gotten from me. :/ I was having a massive allergy attack last night but I thought it was just that, allergies. Well today I've been stuffy, and now the Hudster is all clogged up and his eyes are gunky, and he was pretty whiney earlier. Now he's just super cuddly and quiet. Poor kiddo. I'm praying this is just allergies.
As far as farts go... I've been feeding Monkey and Stella canned food with their breakfast in the mornings, just cuz I like fixing breakfast for someone and they're the only ones around. Plus that way I know Stella eats consistently. Before, she would just nibble, and some days just totally skip it. It's good food, with no gross by-products, corn, wheat, etc but I guess one (or both) of them is gassy cuz of it. This place reeks. Yuck.
Tomorrow I am totally seeing Magic Mike, if Hudson is better, or at least isn't doing any worse. :) fingers crossed...I'm pretty stoked. My mom almost refused to watch him cuz she wants to see the movie too haha.
Hudson apparently has some kind of crap that he may or may not have gotten from me. :/ I was having a massive allergy attack last night but I thought it was just that, allergies. Well today I've been stuffy, and now the Hudster is all clogged up and his eyes are gunky, and he was pretty whiney earlier. Now he's just super cuddly and quiet. Poor kiddo. I'm praying this is just allergies.
As far as farts go... I've been feeding Monkey and Stella canned food with their breakfast in the mornings, just cuz I like fixing breakfast for someone and they're the only ones around. Plus that way I know Stella eats consistently. Before, she would just nibble, and some days just totally skip it. It's good food, with no gross by-products, corn, wheat, etc but I guess one (or both) of them is gassy cuz of it. This place reeks. Yuck.
Tomorrow I am totally seeing Magic Mike, if Hudson is better, or at least isn't doing any worse. :) fingers crossed...I'm pretty stoked. My mom almost refused to watch him cuz she wants to see the movie too haha.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Hudson's Birth Story
Okay so this is the verrrrry long version of how Mister Hudson made his grand entrance into the world :) Sorry for the TMI, but pregnancy and childbirth are very much a TMI experience.
So I didn't sleep well at all the night of the 6th... every position made something on my body sore. So I woke up the next day feeling like total crap. Then my stomach started cramping, and it felt like I needed to go to the bathroom, but couldn't. It wasn't exactly a new feeling to me lol, pregnancy kind of has that effect on you. But after I finally did go to the bathroom.... and still was having pain... and realized they could be timed... I started suspecting. Then when I wiped and there was blood (from the front, not the back) I knew it was time. So my whole family loads up in our two cars, and we're off to labor & delivery. By this point, my contractions are so intense I can't walk or talk through them, and they're every 2-3 minutes! So horrible. We got there and mom loaded me into a wheelchair and we headed for the 5th floor, which is L&D. We managed to get on every wrong elevator possible, but FINALLY we get to L&D. They check me at triage (cervical check during a contraction = hell. I swear. Ugh...) and I'm at 7cm with a bulging bag of waters. They raced me into a delivery room, (I think they were trainees and were just scared I was going to progress super fast and they didn't want to have to deal with that lol) and the anesthesiologist took what felt like forever before finally coming in to do my epidural. And after he went through all the trouble of getting one in between my frequent contractions, he had to completely redo it. I forget why, exactly. But yeah. I was crying by then. I'd lost it while being checked in triage and just....never regained my composure fully. It was more emotion than pain... although the pain was pretty intense.
After the epidural, my contractions were completely manageable, and I was feeling pretty good about myself for an hour or so. Laughing and taking pictures and updating facebook.... and then they broke my water. BAM, all my contractions were suddenly super horrible with all kinds of pressure. Then, to top it off, they informed me that he was "sunny side up", and they made me lay on my belly for any hour with my leg propped up in a weird position to try and get him to turn. Totally did not work. I didn't think it would anyway since I still slept on my belly frequently, even at 9 months pregnant... but that was a painful hour of contractions. Finally they checked me again and I was fully dilated and they made me start pushing. It was very unproductive, and I had no idea what I was doing. I gave myself more stretch marks from pulling on my own legs (they had me do that while pushing...which was a little weird to me) and every muscle in my body was so sore after the whole thing was over. But yeah, back to the story.
so I'm pushing, and they're whispering about it not working right, and I realized Hudson's heartrate on the monitor is super slow. They inform me that he's not turning, and is not handling my contractions well anymore, and they need him out ASAP. My choices were forceps, vacuum or c-section. They recommended forceps, and I just wanted anything but a c-section.... so all of the sudden the room is FULL of doctors, nurses, pediatric nurses, and medical students, and like 3 of them are shoving forceps in me. I was really scared at this point so I was sobbing, and yet trying to stay in control. My mom was really great the whole time, she was coaching me through every contraction and push, and telling me I was gonna be okay.
I was panicking at one point because I realized my epidural was wearing off and I knew I had 4 (yes, FOUR) forcep tongs in me at the moment, so someone had anesthesia come in and up my drugs quite a bit. But I still had this absolutely HORRIBLE, shriek-inducing pain shoot from the left side of my pelvis down my leg. I was hysterically crying by then, and I just wanted it to be over. They made me push about 6 more times, and then FINALLY there he was! He had a FULL head of blonde hair, and big blue eyes, and he cried right away. And then after maybe 30 seconds, he stopped, and was just awake and alert, and staring everyone down! They made me wait 20 minutes to hold him while they stitched me back up, because I had 3rd degree tearing... :( That was the hardest part. I wanted to hold him so bad. I know for the next one I will be more vocal about demanding to hold the baby right away.
So I didn't sleep well at all the night of the 6th... every position made something on my body sore. So I woke up the next day feeling like total crap. Then my stomach started cramping, and it felt like I needed to go to the bathroom, but couldn't. It wasn't exactly a new feeling to me lol, pregnancy kind of has that effect on you. But after I finally did go to the bathroom.... and still was having pain... and realized they could be timed... I started suspecting. Then when I wiped and there was blood (from the front, not the back) I knew it was time. So my whole family loads up in our two cars, and we're off to labor & delivery. By this point, my contractions are so intense I can't walk or talk through them, and they're every 2-3 minutes! So horrible. We got there and mom loaded me into a wheelchair and we headed for the 5th floor, which is L&D. We managed to get on every wrong elevator possible, but FINALLY we get to L&D. They check me at triage (cervical check during a contraction = hell. I swear. Ugh...) and I'm at 7cm with a bulging bag of waters. They raced me into a delivery room, (I think they were trainees and were just scared I was going to progress super fast and they didn't want to have to deal with that lol) and the anesthesiologist took what felt like forever before finally coming in to do my epidural. And after he went through all the trouble of getting one in between my frequent contractions, he had to completely redo it. I forget why, exactly. But yeah. I was crying by then. I'd lost it while being checked in triage and just....never regained my composure fully. It was more emotion than pain... although the pain was pretty intense.
After the epidural, my contractions were completely manageable, and I was feeling pretty good about myself for an hour or so. Laughing and taking pictures and updating facebook.... and then they broke my water. BAM, all my contractions were suddenly super horrible with all kinds of pressure. Then, to top it off, they informed me that he was "sunny side up", and they made me lay on my belly for any hour with my leg propped up in a weird position to try and get him to turn. Totally did not work. I didn't think it would anyway since I still slept on my belly frequently, even at 9 months pregnant... but that was a painful hour of contractions. Finally they checked me again and I was fully dilated and they made me start pushing. It was very unproductive, and I had no idea what I was doing. I gave myself more stretch marks from pulling on my own legs (they had me do that while pushing...which was a little weird to me) and every muscle in my body was so sore after the whole thing was over. But yeah, back to the story.
so I'm pushing, and they're whispering about it not working right, and I realized Hudson's heartrate on the monitor is super slow. They inform me that he's not turning, and is not handling my contractions well anymore, and they need him out ASAP. My choices were forceps, vacuum or c-section. They recommended forceps, and I just wanted anything but a c-section.... so all of the sudden the room is FULL of doctors, nurses, pediatric nurses, and medical students, and like 3 of them are shoving forceps in me. I was really scared at this point so I was sobbing, and yet trying to stay in control. My mom was really great the whole time, she was coaching me through every contraction and push, and telling me I was gonna be okay.
I was panicking at one point because I realized my epidural was wearing off and I knew I had 4 (yes, FOUR) forcep tongs in me at the moment, so someone had anesthesia come in and up my drugs quite a bit. But I still had this absolutely HORRIBLE, shriek-inducing pain shoot from the left side of my pelvis down my leg. I was hysterically crying by then, and I just wanted it to be over. They made me push about 6 more times, and then FINALLY there he was! He had a FULL head of blonde hair, and big blue eyes, and he cried right away. And then after maybe 30 seconds, he stopped, and was just awake and alert, and staring everyone down! They made me wait 20 minutes to hold him while they stitched me back up, because I had 3rd degree tearing... :( That was the hardest part. I wanted to hold him so bad. I know for the next one I will be more vocal about demanding to hold the baby right away.
Chillin out post-epidural
My handsome sweet boy about 5 minutes after being born. Look how alert and calm he was :)
Meeting my little love
Rough weekend, delicious cookies and hairloss.
Hudson was TERRIBLE yesterday. He is totally boycotting naps lately. :( Which means mommy doesn't get any naps either. Ugh.
I made some delicious peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, and didn't screw them up!!! I let the butter soften (instead of being impatient and microwaving it...) and actually rolled the dough into balls, not just blobbing them onto the pan. You learn something new every day....lol.
Hudson and I are having a contest to see who's gonna lose the most hair. So far I think he's winning. If we're talking about who looks the worst, anyway. But if we're talking quantity lost...umm yeah that would be me. Haha.
I took my car in to get fixed...wasn't sure what was wrong with it but when we bought it and had a mechanic (who actually drove all over town with us and helped us find the perfect car. He is SO awesome) look at it, he said it needed a few things and to come in and have them fixed and it would be good as new. He said it would be a couple hundred bucks, so we were like "heck yeah!" And I made an appointment. Took it in today and it turned out to be a little more than expected :/ Bleh. Car problems are definitely not my favorite part of being a grown-up... Bumper stickers sure are fun though!
I made some delicious peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, and didn't screw them up!!! I let the butter soften (instead of being impatient and microwaving it...) and actually rolled the dough into balls, not just blobbing them onto the pan. You learn something new every day....lol.
Hudson and I are having a contest to see who's gonna lose the most hair. So far I think he's winning. If we're talking about who looks the worst, anyway. But if we're talking quantity lost...umm yeah that would be me. Haha.
I took my car in to get fixed...wasn't sure what was wrong with it but when we bought it and had a mechanic (who actually drove all over town with us and helped us find the perfect car. He is SO awesome) look at it, he said it needed a few things and to come in and have them fixed and it would be good as new. He said it would be a couple hundred bucks, so we were like "heck yeah!" And I made an appointment. Took it in today and it turned out to be a little more than expected :/ Bleh. Car problems are definitely not my favorite part of being a grown-up... Bumper stickers sure are fun though!
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Fresh Start.
Ahhh...I haven't blogged in years. But the feeling of starting over with a brand new one is nice. I like it. Now we'll see if I can keep it up... Although, being a stay at home mommy to a kid who sleeps away most of his day leaves me little excuse for not blogging.
I've been sitting around my apartment, wondering what to do with myself, and have just had this void. I used to journal, but stopped right after I found out I was pregnant. I don't really know why. It just felt childish I guess.
I so want to just bomb this blog with like, my entire life story, right away! But I've got plenty of time...I'll force myself to slow down and write things in small pieces :) Like my little monster's birth story. That'll be a whole post in and of itself. And being a newlywed...to a 2LT in the army who left 2 weeks after our wedding. :( Definitely multiples posts there, lol. Also, I promise not to use "lol" more than necessary ;)
For now...I have a sleeping baby to go snuggle up to :)
I've been sitting around my apartment, wondering what to do with myself, and have just had this void. I used to journal, but stopped right after I found out I was pregnant. I don't really know why. It just felt childish I guess.
I so want to just bomb this blog with like, my entire life story, right away! But I've got plenty of time...I'll force myself to slow down and write things in small pieces :) Like my little monster's birth story. That'll be a whole post in and of itself. And being a newlywed...to a 2LT in the army who left 2 weeks after our wedding. :( Definitely multiples posts there, lol. Also, I promise not to use "lol" more than necessary ;)
For now...I have a sleeping baby to go snuggle up to :)
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