Sunday, September 30, 2007
Watch this video of the discovered baby as she waves, laughs, and makes the funniest scrunched up silly smile face ever witnessed by (wo)man:
Video almost ends in disaster when her mother decided the baby was so scrumptious, she had to be eaten. Yum.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
If you can? Yes, because they are GIANT. I bought the smallest ones I could find at the grocery store (HEB is the place to get them for those who live in Texas!) and I could barely finish it. They are the priciest apples on the block, but worth every penny. I think I paid over three bucks for just two apples.
So what is so great about them? Crisp like a fall night in the mountains. NOT mealy and mushy like Red Delious Crapples. SWEET like honey. So juicy, you will need a napkin or a long sleeve to wipe your chin.
They are perfect for sharing because they are so big. I just like to get a head start on it before I tell Maddie that I have one to share. Why? Because she will HOG MY APPLE.
"Oh, Mama! An apple! I want some!"
"What? Oh, tifs...not eh afflepl. Just a mama snapftr. Hre, eat 'em cookies insead!"
How pathetic is the fact that I have to hide in the pantry scarfing an apple so my toddler doesn't see (and hear) me!? That's low, folks. LOW.
Francie, I know you love your Braeburns, but you have GOT to try these!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
We all have sleep associations, even as adults. It could be our favorite pillows, our own beds, our partner next to us, a specific side of the bed, a certain position, reading a book, or watching TV. These are things that we need to fall asleep. The theory says that if you don't have these sleep associations, you have a hard time falling asleep and staying asleep. Imagine, as an adult if you fell asleep in your own bed, then found yourself on the floor in your of your living room. Ferber says that babies feel that way after falling asleep one way (usually rocking and nursing in a parents arms) and waking up another way (alone in a dark room with no parent). You'd be pretty pissed off too!
After a three hour drive from Houston, and a three hour car nap for Brooke, we were nervous that she wasn't going to be sleepy enough at her normal bed time to do this. We reversed the normal bedtime routine from bath, rocking with Zak, nursing and rocking, putting her down in crib while she was asleep with her pacifier to bath, nursing (not letting her fall asleep), Zak holding her in the living room, and putting her in the crib once she was drowsy, but not asleep with no pacifier.
8:00 p.m. She cried, but for less than three minutes, and fell asleep!
10:00 p.m. Woke up crying, we waited five minutes, went in to reassure her, she fell asleep after just a few more minutes of crying.
2:30 a.m. Woke up crying, (not sure how long she was crying since I was dead asleep), went in to soothe her, but by the time I was about to open her door, she was quiet. I didn't go in.
5:30 a.m. Woke up crying, I fed her. This is kinda against the Ferber technique. However, we're trying to break her of the paci habbit, not the middle of the night feeding habit. One thing at a time! Also, by this time she had slept 9-10 hours. Ferber would say it was time to wake up and start the day. Um...no thanks. I put her back to bed after feeding her (she was awake). She cried for a minute or two then fell back asleep.
Day Two (Monday)
8:30 a.m. I woke her up. This is something that I wouldn't have normally done. I would have usually let her sleep for as long as she wanted to. However, the goal is to develop a normal sleep pattern, and since I want her to nap during the day, she needed to wake up. She was her normal cheery self.
10:45 a.m. She was showing signs of being sleep, and it was time for her nap. Instead of taking her to her room to be rocked and nursed to sleep. I fed her in the living room, where she tried to fall asleep, carried her upstairs to wake her up a bit, placed her awake in her crib. She cried for less than five minutes and then fell asleep.
Day SIX (Friday)
Brooke slept until 4:20 a.m., then she screamed for thirty minutes. I went in to reassure every ten minutes, like the book says. At least I think it was every ten minutes, mabye more like 20 minutes. I was sleepy.
At nap time, she cried for 20 minutes then slept. This day was not as easy as earlier in the week. Maybe I'm not being consistent enough?
Day SEVEN (Saturday)
It's all good! Just a few minutes of crying. Napping and sleeping through the night!
Day EIGHT (Sunday)
It's been one full week of teaching Brooke to sleep alone. Tonight, I laied her down at 7:45 when she was awake (and happily talking to me). I was afraid she was "too awake" to fall asleep. I left the room as she was still talking to me, told her goodnight, and she promptly fell to sleep while Zak and I enjoyed a glass of wine.
Mission Accomplished. Hooray!
Sunday, September 23, 2007
On another note, Zak is on the PUP list. In NFL terms, that means a Player is Unable to Perform. In my house, it means Pooped oUt Pulled muscle. An athletic injury from a non athlete. Zak was sitting on the couch, watching football (duh!). He raised his arms to go long, oops, I mean yawn, at that precise moment at the peak of the yawn, he collapses in pain. Landing safely on the couch (since he was sitting on it), he cries out that he pulled muscle in his back.
Oh, the risk of injury we have in this house is just too much! You shouldn't come over for a visit. It's not even safe enough to watch TV.
Friday, September 21, 2007
It was HOT HOT HOT on GameDay, but oddly it was only 92 degrees. It felt like 102 and I could practically smell my flesh cooking even though I had on SPF 45. We had a great time at the game and got to see some old friends and meet some new ones. The Girls stayed with a nanny of some new friends (who have kids the exact same ages). Maddie had a blast playing with her new friend who had an EXTENSIVE toy room with endless entertainment options. Zak and I were gleefully grateful for the time away.
The day before (Friday) Maddie was the sassiest, most unpleasant child known to man. I was frustrated and embarrassed by her behavior. This photo represented the best part of that day I spent with her. Yes, she's asleep, and therefore not sassing me:
I took some other good photos with my cell phone camera, but cannot figure out how to download them to my computer. Even when reading the directions. I've done it before! Ug.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Maddie is slowly moving past her Dora The Explorer addiction and is now fascinated with Shrek. We are no longer watching 2-3 Dora episodes per day, but I think I've seen Shrek and Shrek 2 at least one hundred times! Big points to the first family member who gets her Shrek the Third once it comes out on DVD. She saw it at the movie theater when it came out, and her eyes were glued to the screen.
We went to a Build-A-Bear Workshop and made this Shrek just for Maddie. She gave him a heart, kissed it, and gave him an air bath after he "was born." That place, by the way, is a GOLD MINE. A family can't get out of there without dropping AT LEAST $30, and you can see by the picture above that we didn't buy Shrek his $20 outfit. Maddie decided he looked better naked.
She carries him around and says, "Oh, Shrek you are such a biiiiigg boy! You are very heavy."
Friday, September 14, 2007
People watching is a past time of yours and I can always make you happy by taking you out to see new faces. Your favorite faces are still mine, Maddie's and your dad's. You are especially excited to see your dad when he comes home from work. Yesterday, you just cuddled on his chest and stared at him quietly.
This second video is also very funny because you're dancing so hard, you fall over. This is what I imagine you'll be like in college. Not because I was anything like that...no, no no!
I noticed that most of my favorite pictures this month are of you in your PJ's. That's because you are sweetest in the morning, ready to smile and laugh for me. Either way, night or day, you are loved. Always.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Zak found her with a 102.1 when she woke up. He drugged her up and put her back to bed.
We went to the doctor, and of course, her fever had gone down. This is good and bad. Good, because she's better. Bad, because the doctor thinks you're a crazy, overreacting parent with no sense.
If you're counting, I've been to the doctor with a kid 4 times in 7 days.
The doctor says the usual..."it's going around" and to give her fluids, watch the temp, and call on Friday if she still has a fever. Oh, and also..."it's highly contagious, so keep her away from Brooke." Yeah, like that is remotely possible. In fact, as I typed that, Maddie just sneezed on Brooke and I.
When Maddie woke up from her nap, she was at 103 degrees, but her usually happy, CHATTY self.
We have plans to drive to Houston this weekend to see friends, Zak's grandmother, and go to the Texas Tech vs. Rice football game. The kids are going to stay with a babysitter and some other kids. Say a prayer that she gets better and the rest of us don't catch this virus. We need some time with our friends (and some alcohol) to keep sane around here.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
I gave her some Tylenol to help reduce her fever. It brought it down to almost normal. She played and ate dinner like normal, took a bath, and went to bed at her normal time. She even asked to go swimming today (since she's not allowed back at school until the fever has been gone for 24 hours).
She woke up at 7am, all dazed and confused. She was HOT. I gave her some more Tylenol and told her to go back to sleep.
She didn't wake up until 10:45!! She still has a fever, but is acting normal.
Between Brooke's teething and this fever, I need to buy stock in Tylenol!
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Anyway, I just had a virtual meeting from 8:30 to 11:00 in which I attended in my PJ's, ate breakfast, played with Brooke, nursed Brooke, and put her down for nap. Everyone at the corporate office was seated in a conference room in their stuffy clothes. The Florida sales rep was in her car (not very safe!) and the California rep was probably in bed since it was 6:30 am for her!
Hee Hee. Don't tell.
Thank God for the MUTE button on my phone! Horray for technology!
Friday, September 07, 2007
Brooke had an EKG (done by the medical assistant) and was examined by the doctor for about 5 minutes. She was a trooper and tolerated the TEN stickers and wires placed all over her chest with an amused curiosity. She even smiled and laughed for the doctor, who was fantastic with her. As diagnosed by the nurse practitioner at her pediatrician's office, she has an innocent heart murmur (level 1-2). Nothing to worry about.
She requires no follow-up or medication. The doctor predicted she will out grow it like most children do.
Just like my gut told me, she's a healthy little monkey. I'm fortunate to have the ability to get these things checked out just to make sure my gut feeling is correct.
As previously told, my 20% fee was $250 (and I may be billed for more). The total bill will probably be $1500. That, my friends, is about $300 a minute.
Ahhh, American health care at its finest. Stay healthy...
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
So, I get a call reminding me of the appointment. The annoyed message leaving receptionist was surprised when I picked up the phone. She told me that although we have met our yearly deductible (only because I gave birth this year!), I'm still responsible for 20% of the doctor fees per our plan coverage rules.
Okay, I knew that.
"Please make sure you bring with you no less than $250 to cover your 20%. If it is more, we will bill you. If it is less, you'll just pay less. It depends what the doctor is going to do."
Holy Sweet Jesus! $250 is 20% of a likely 10 minute visit?
While this fee won't put us in the poor house, it would to MANY families. Because of that "friendly notice" she provided, I imagine that those MANY parents cancel their appointment on the spot. So they could, I don't know, feed their kids for a week or two instead.
They probably say, "Hmmm, what should we do this month, honey? Feed our children, pay the electric bill, rent, or go see a pediatric cardiologist for what is probably nothing to be worried about?"
Have you seen SICKO yet? You should.
I've had a haircut very similar to this before. Back in the early 2000's. It's not as poofy now, although I'm sure Zak would disagree, but more angular and strait. I had to buy one of those flat iron thingymigigs to keep it shiny and flat. Even with a run through with the flat iron, it only takes me about 15 minutes to style it. I can leave it to air dry too, but it gets a little weird and half curly/half strait looking.
It's cute, don't cha think?
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Sunday, September 02, 2007
I was singing, apparently not very well, because Maddie said, "No Mama. Please just let the lady sing."
Like, oh my God, mom, you're totally embarrassing me!