Well, I've pretty much abandoned all hope of completing NaBloPoMo (another one bites the dust) this month. Oh, well. Maybe next time.
I did want to commemorate today though. It was a Good Day for me and LZ. Since I spend so much time and energy griping, I wanted to remember a day when there weren't any meltdowns and very little yelling and reprimanding (at least until bedtime, otherwise known as try-mommy's-patience-time).
First of all, I woke up first. No, first of all, I went to bed at a (somewhat) decent hour last night and then woke up first this morning. A whole night of uninterrupted sleep! I really am going to miss those once No. 2 arrives. Maybe I'll get lucky again and he/she will be a good sleeper for the first few months, or maybe even just a Good Sleeper, period (dare I dream?).
LZ woke up happy, with dry panties (yay!). I don't remember much about the morning, other than it wasn't (too) rushed. I got some laundry done, breakfast was nice and easy (cereal!), LZ had some workbook time and we were out the door in time for gymnastics.
I got my walk in. LZ had fun at gymnastics and I got some reading done (I'm currently reading Nick Hornby's "About a Boy." It's pretty good so far. I read "High Fidelity" years ago and wasn't particulaly impressed. I read "How to Be Good" a few weeks ago and was completely blown away. I'm really surprised at all the negative reviews on Amazon).
I even indulged a wild hair (hare?) for lunch and spent way too much for pizza (with anchovies!). No nap today, not even "quiet time;" after lunch we just went to the library for storytime. Apparently this was the Halloween story time, because all the kids (except LZ, of course) were dressed up. Afterwards, there was trick-or-treating at the various reference desks (which LZ got a kick out of) and there wasn't any wrangling for candy after (she was content with just one piece).
After the library, we went to the playground. I thought I might catch my next door neighbors there, but they weren't there. LZ goofed around for a bit, played with a kid named Seven (I guess that's a thing, now too.) and didn't put up too much of a fuss when it was time to go.
After we got home, we made cookies. I should say, LZ made cookies. We made Agression Cookies, which really were easy enough for her to do on her own. I got the recipe from the "Preschooler's Busy Book," but after an Internet search found that the original recipe came from Peg Bracken and her I Hate to Cook series (I might have to pick those up). Tonight was leftover night, so there was no rush to get dinner done.
We read books, LZ goofed around a bit. When dinner was ready, she actually ate without making a fuss or refusing to eat anything. Since dinner was early, we had time to start her project notebook after eating (I haven't thought of a good name for it yet. It's basically all of her pre-school worksheets dealing with letters, numbers and shapes, arranged in a three-ring binder. I intend to add my own pages to make it a review/learning tool, basically a bastardization of something I found in the Busy Book).
While I cleaned the kitchen, she played with the hole punch (the things that will amaze three-year-olds) and then it was bedtime.
I'd like to say that bedtime was easy, but (alas!) it wasn't, more of the same, actually. I'm not looking a gift horse in the mouth, though. I'll take any and all good days I can get, even partial ones!
Oct 27, 2010
Oct 22, 2010
It's Official
At a little over 18 weeks, I finally felt the baby kick!
Well, I should say, I'm finally sure (about 90%, anyway) that I felt the baby kick. I *thought* I felt it kick many, many times before (the earliest, I think, was about a month ago), but I was never sure. Like I guess the baby was just in the right place and I felt it kick once, but then no more.
Today, though, I felt the baby kick twice in one day, so I think this is it! How exciting! With LZ, I'd been feeling her kick for about a week before I realized what it was. I honestly thought it was just gas rumbles. I was having an ultrasound and saw her squirming around in there when I finally realized *that* was what I'd been feeling.
I figured it would be easier to tell this time, because I've been through it all before, but it wasn't really. I knew it was coming, but I still wasn't sure it was here.
Yay!
Well, I should say, I'm finally sure (about 90%, anyway) that I felt the baby kick. I *thought* I felt it kick many, many times before (the earliest, I think, was about a month ago), but I was never sure. Like I guess the baby was just in the right place and I felt it kick once, but then no more.
Today, though, I felt the baby kick twice in one day, so I think this is it! How exciting! With LZ, I'd been feeling her kick for about a week before I realized what it was. I honestly thought it was just gas rumbles. I was having an ultrasound and saw her squirming around in there when I finally realized *that* was what I'd been feeling.
I figured it would be easier to tell this time, because I've been through it all before, but it wasn't really. I knew it was coming, but I still wasn't sure it was here.
Yay!
Oct 21, 2010
One of Them
So, I may be joining the ranks of the minivan owners...
Since number 2 is on the way, the DH and I figured he needs a new car. He's got a single-cab pickup truck, so there's no way the whole family will fit in there.
Of course, we could take two cars if we need to take the truck somewhere (which isn't a *terrible* idea. How many times are all four of us going to need to go somewhere with the truck?), but we decided instead to look into another vehicle. This could have something to do with the fact that the DH collects cars like others collect stamps, but, I digress...
Meanwhile, I don't need a new car. The Honda offers plenty enough room for me to chauffer the kids around and the whole family can fit as needed. But then, I started thinking...
It sure would be a lot easier to get in and out of a minivan, especially with two car seats. We'd have room for the four of us, plus any other passengers we need to cart around. And my Honda is getting pretty old; maybe *I'm* the one who needs a new vehicle.
But, do I really want a minivan? Well, no.
What I really want is a BMW X5. Third-row seating, manual transmission, and it's cool. Not like a minivan at all.
Of course, it also costs way more than I want to spend, even if I buy it used. Plus, I have no complaints with my Honda. It's reliable, gets decent gas mileage; Honda has a minivan...
Anyway, no decisions have been made. I may just keep my old car, at least for now. At least it's paid for.
Since number 2 is on the way, the DH and I figured he needs a new car. He's got a single-cab pickup truck, so there's no way the whole family will fit in there.
Of course, we could take two cars if we need to take the truck somewhere (which isn't a *terrible* idea. How many times are all four of us going to need to go somewhere with the truck?), but we decided instead to look into another vehicle. This could have something to do with the fact that the DH collects cars like others collect stamps, but, I digress...
Meanwhile, I don't need a new car. The Honda offers plenty enough room for me to chauffer the kids around and the whole family can fit as needed. But then, I started thinking...
It sure would be a lot easier to get in and out of a minivan, especially with two car seats. We'd have room for the four of us, plus any other passengers we need to cart around. And my Honda is getting pretty old; maybe *I'm* the one who needs a new vehicle.
But, do I really want a minivan? Well, no.
What I really want is a BMW X5. Third-row seating, manual transmission, and it's cool. Not like a minivan at all.
Of course, it also costs way more than I want to spend, even if I buy it used. Plus, I have no complaints with my Honda. It's reliable, gets decent gas mileage; Honda has a minivan...
Anyway, no decisions have been made. I may just keep my old car, at least for now. At least it's paid for.
Oct 20, 2010
Oct 19, 2010
Just Admit It...
I have a problem with follow through.
I've tried to successfully complete NaBloPoMo at *least* three times, and haven't been able to do it once. I really thought this month might be the month, but last night I blew it.
Sigh.
I always start out strong, with lots of good intentions and hope, and then I just peter out. I lose motivation; it all starts to seem a little bit pointless.
I'd like to say that this only applies to blogging (and it does, to a certain extent. No one is reading this blog and no one really cares if I complete NaBlo but me. Wait. Does that make it *worse* that I can't finish it?), but it doesn't. If I don't have a deadline or someone depending on me for something, it makes it less likely that I'll actually do it. Isn't that sad?
But it explains a lot, doesn't it? Why I can't meet (or heck, even make) any goals? What it really boils down to is that I don't care enough about myself to keep the promises I make to myself.
So, what do I do about that?
I've tried to successfully complete NaBloPoMo at *least* three times, and haven't been able to do it once. I really thought this month might be the month, but last night I blew it.
Sigh.
I always start out strong, with lots of good intentions and hope, and then I just peter out. I lose motivation; it all starts to seem a little bit pointless.
I'd like to say that this only applies to blogging (and it does, to a certain extent. No one is reading this blog and no one really cares if I complete NaBlo but me. Wait. Does that make it *worse* that I can't finish it?), but it doesn't. If I don't have a deadline or someone depending on me for something, it makes it less likely that I'll actually do it. Isn't that sad?
But it explains a lot, doesn't it? Why I can't meet (or heck, even make) any goals? What it really boils down to is that I don't care enough about myself to keep the promises I make to myself.
So, what do I do about that?
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