Month: July 2008

I Can Only Hope…

That I am able to raise my little boy in this way.

I got this from one of my online forums:

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren’t overweight because, WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day.

And we were OK.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD’s, no surround-sound or CD’s, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat rooms……..WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

If YOU are one of them. CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.

While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?!

28 1/2 Weeks… I Shall Call Him… Mini Me

Firstly, I laughed my ass off when I saw that cartoon… that was ME last week getting a pedicure! It was humiliating!! I kept thinking, what was the point? It is not like I can see my feet in the first place! Of course… why torture someone else with those scary looking feet.

The other picture is a picture of our little boy!! He is seriously like a miniature version of my husband. Having at 3d/4d ultrasound done was seriously one of the best investments we have made in this pregnancy thus far. It was just amazing to see these images. It was as if we were getting a chance to meet our son for the very first time. For the first time this entire pregnancy, I actually felt as if this is finally for real. Up until now, I was in the surreal stage, but now I truly believe this is really happening and am so very excited.

Having a baby is not without its share of issues though. Especially the issue of which side of the family is going to get the most attention. We both feel ridiculously torn in two directions. While my husband’s family means well, they are sort of forgetting that there is another set of grandparents who are as equally excited but not as “forward” and are now feeling as though they are getting the brush off. I am doing EVERYthing I can to keep my parents a part of the pregnancy. I actually feel like I’ve been communicating WAY more with them than I have my husband’s family! So, I don’t know what else I can do. All I can say is that both sides BETTER learn to share or neither side will be given any contact with him. I’ve known ever since our wedding that this was going to be an issue if we ever had kids, so I don’t know why I’m so shocked and depressed over it. All I can say is, thank GOD my husband understands. He sees the power struggle and he’s not having any of it either.

Changing the subject, I just have to bring up my work. I mentioned that I got a stern “speaking to” about my internet usage and that “people notice” when I leave 10 minutes early (for god’s sake I’m a salaried employee!!). Beyond that, my review actually went quite well. I’ve always preached that I hated reviews because I always feel they are negative in nature and consistently point out the negatives. My boss actually did a great job of telling me what was going well, that I’ve saved the company a lot of money for taking on the Marketing “creative” and that I get a raise. The negatives he did point out, he asked for my opinion and we worked on a solution for how we can make it better. That is EXACTLY how a review is done people!! I walked out refreshed and excited once again about my work. Even more importantly, they gave me an office! With a door! And a window!! No more cube!! No more co-workers peering over my shoulder at what I’m doing! I seriously couldn’t be happier. This is the first time in my professional career that I’ve been given an office and although my job position and duties have not changed in the LEAST, I feel like I’ve moved up in the world and am getting (even if just in my imagination) some respect. I find it funny how being able to look out a window during the day can change your entire perspective!

On another change of subject- we sold our house! What a relief that is. Unfortunately, we aren’t able to close until September 18th! ACK!!! Seriously. I could go into labor while signing all the paperwork. So, LITTLE MAN. My message to you is to PLEASE stay put until your due date! THANK YOU!! He just kicked me, so he must understand!

I’m In My 3rd Trimester!!

There is seriously more truth to this cartoon than you’ll ever know… Let’s just say after a rather filling meal at Applebee’s, a medium Snicker’s Blizzard from Dairy Queen is NOT necessary, or possible for that matter!

I’m a little in awe that I am finally in my 3rd Trimester. I’m a mixture of excited and nervous all at the same time. Importantly, I cannot WAIT to start our lives with this little guy. We have so many plans and so many things that we want to share with him. We never thought it would be possible to have him in our lives and feel so humbled and so blessed.

At 27 weeks I’m doing well. I haven’t had the urge to puke in at least a week so that is progress!! The only issues I have now are dealing with some pelvic pain which walking helps to alleviate and big time trouble sleeping. Between getting up to pee every couple hours, my sleep is very restless. Oh how I love to sleep and how I hate that I cannot! Starting next week, I will be going to the doctor for checkups every 2 weeks. Also next week is our 3d/4d ultrasound which should be fantastic!! I was excited to hear that invitations to my baby shower went out this week. I cannot WAIT for the shower! It is kind of the first time that we’ll really have “stuff” to help us get started on getting ready for our little boy. A lot of this is so surreal to me since I never thought I would get this chance.

Happy 4th of July!!!

Baby Mine

I listened to this song this morning and of course… it made me cry!

It is from Disney’s Dumbo

Baby mine, don’t you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one when you play
Don’t you mind what you say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They’d end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you
What they’d give just for
The right to hold you
From your head to your toes
You’re not much, goodness knows
But you’re so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine