Monday, March 23, 2009

when home ownership sucks...

this is the only tub in our house at 8:00 this morning when I foolishly attempted to wash a load of laundry...



this is the only toilet in our house at 10:00 this morning, still being used but not being flushed, because there is one pregnant lady and a potty-training 2-year-old in the house...



this is the fateful load of laundry still standing in an inch of water because it got interrupted mid-cycle...



this is why you always do the dishes before bed, especially if you don't at least have a dishwasher to hide the dirty dishes in...

Friday, March 20, 2009

and the verdict is....

We'll be welcoming a boy to our household in August! Ethan Benedict looks just as he should, weighing in at a whopping 10 ounces, and a seemingly laid back attitude. He was completly stretched out with his ankles crossed and his arms across his chest. He was just active enough, but he is not nearly as active as his older sister. Emory didn't didn't seem to be disappointed, she was too wrapped up in her concern for mommy. She DID NOT like what the nurse was doing to me despite being reassured repeatedly that I was just fine. Daddy, of course, is beside himself. Looks like we'll need to acquire some trucks and trains along with our Ariel and Sleeping Beauty.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

irony...

... is taking advantage of the 3 for $5 deal Publix has on strawberries, feeding them to your child for lunch, child losing her lunch for the first time ever, and now child won't come within 3 feet of a strawberry. Shortcake anyone?

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

the life of a two-year-old

there's breakfast... our favorite way to watch Sesame Street while mommy cleans the bathroom... the "cool" way to paint a picture...

naked coloring while mommy is cooking dinner and waiting for daddy to get home... and bath time spelling bees...

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Nosebleeds and insomnia...

Are my two new pregnancy symptoms to the list. Boy! The curse really stuck with this one! I had a nosebleed so profuse that I almost had to call Eric home from music practice this week because I was bleeding from both nostrils and it lasted for over 30 minutes. It was pretty gross. And, it started while I was singing to Emory before bedtime. So, I had to literally throw her in the bed before I got blood all over her and leave her to it while I took care of myself. She handled the abrupt end to her bedtime routine fairly well, but let me know it wasn't the way she'd have chosen to go...

And the insomnia! I have absolutely no problem falling asleep, in fact I'm usually out by 9:00. But here I am this morning, up at 5:00, which is really 4:00 since we sprung forward last night, and I am bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. I won't be at 10:00am when I am supposed to be teaching three-year-old Sunday schoolers today, though. Good thing my taste for coffee has recently returned. So now there are two things I can drink and keep down, water and coffee. Although water is good for me and coffee keeps me awake when I've been up for 4 hours before my family, I am growing weary with the limited choices I have in beverages. Like I said, the child-bearing curse is in full force with this kid. I am almost anxious to see what's next on the wierd pregnancy symptoms list...

But, I'm really not complaining because I feel more like myself every day. Yesterday I took Emory to the park for about 2 and 1/2 hours and really enjoyed it. It's been a while since I enjoyed anything but sleeping. And, our little girl has been so cheerful and fun. I think she's noticing the change in mommy as well. Which just goes to show you, it really is true... When momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy!

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

My adorable kid...

Is so much fun now that's she's letting on what is going on inside that 'ole noggin of hers. For instance, this morning when I got her out of bed I told her she smelled really good (she got a "real" bath last night). She smiled and said, "It's because I smell like jelly beans." I think her logic is so two-year-old terrific.

And I wasn't prepared for how proud I would feel when my kid clapped for me when I went potty. If you've ever potty-trained a child you know what I'm talking about. Bodily functions are a regular party around here.

And it completely melts my heart when she asks my good friend, Aimee (who had incredibly major knee surgery 10 weeks ago and is still in a brace), if her knee is feeling any better all the while very gently patting Aimee's knee.

Then there's the times she lifts my shirt and says "Hello baby sister." I think in some ways she already loves him or her. And the fact that she talks into my belly button so that the baby can be sure to hear her really cracks me up.

I have to say it is too terribly true. Almost everything your own child does is the most amazing and adorable thing you've ever seen. And, sad to say, another child can do the exact same things as mine, but it never measures up to the adorable quotient quite like it does if it is Emory who is performing. So, you're probably not terribly moved by this post unless you're an Aunt Grace or a Gigi. But, I don't care :). It's my blog, she's my kid, and she's ADORABLE!