Sorry I've been absent for a couple of days. I think I've sort of been recovering from the crazy beginning of the week. The days have been wonderfully quiet, getting back into our routine, running countless errands while Kaylin is at pre-school, it's been lovely. Then Ryan comes home from school and everything is a whirlwind. In a few short hours, we cram in an after school snack, deprogramming "Kindergarten Ryan," homework, dinner, limited Daddy time, baths, bedtime...I collapse into an exhausted heap at the end of it all.
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Anyway, I do have lots of random thoughts that I need to get out of my head, so here goes.
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(Ryan just came out of his bed to have me scratch an unreachable part of his back and I swear my mind just went blank. Hang on...my thoughts are coming back to me. Wait for it...nope, nothing. I blame the pregnancy. I'm losing brain cells every minute.)
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Ah, here we are. I have a topic. I had a really uncomfortable day today. I think the baby was in a weird position because I couldn't breath right, I couldn't get comfortable, I just wanted to whine. Then he moved and started doing all sorts of calisthenics in there and I remembered that being pregnant is SO COOL. Feeling a baby move inside of you is incredible. Truly amazing. Indescribable. And whether I'm comfortable or not (currently, I'm NOT) - being pregnant rocks.
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But wearing a skirt while 8+ months pregnant does not rock. And tonight is the last time I will be wearing one this pregnancy. I'm so big and uncomfortable that I need to sit like a trucker with my legs spread apart so my belly has somewhere to rest. Otherwise, I practically need to be reclined to take a full breath. That just doesn't work in a skirt. I'm a real lady, I know.
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Ryan went to a birthday party tonight until 8:30. His bedtime is 7:00 now that he's in school and 8:30 is past the time when he turns back into a pumpkin. (not a cute pumpkin, like as in Cinderella...you know what I mean...) Not to mention that all they did at the party was eat. Pizza, popcorn, an ice cream sundae bar, cupcakes...they were running around being Transformers when I picked him up. We just got home (he was bouncing like a Super Ball) and he has officially hit his wall. He's crashing in tears in his room as we speak because I told him to stop coming out of his room every 2 minutes and go to bed. We're talking inconsolable sobbing, people. Getting to bed 2 hours late with a rare sugar high does that to my kids. Oh wait...I hear...silence. He must have moved into his sugar coma now. He'll wake up a new man.
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While Ryan was at the party tonight, Mike and I took Kaylin out to dinner and for frozen yogurt. She. Loved. It. It is so interesting getting to spend time with each child alone now that I'm so used to them together. Of course, I have her alone all day M/W/F, but seeing how she interacted as an only child with Mike AND me was intriguing. She was hilarious, first of all. And very well behaved. She loved the attention, but didn't require all eyes on her all the time. It reminded me that we need to start intentionally having dates with our kids individually.
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I needed to kill about 20 minutes before picking Kaylin up the other day and went into Michael's with my little 40% coupons. Do you know what I found? Their huge display of Princess and Pirate birthday party themed stuff was clearanced out. And it wasn't picked over at ALL. Sure - thanks! A month after Kaylin's Princess party and everything is on super sale. But I was smart. Her favorite color will be pink for years to come, I'm sure, so I stocked up on party favor goodies that are pink, but not necessarily geared only for a princess party. I was thinking of doing a small tea party next year and pink goodie bags work just perfectly for a tea party. I felt silly buying party favors for a birthday party that's 11 months away, until I thought of it like buying Christmas decorations in January when they're at their cheapest. Then I didn't feel quite as ridiculous!
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Switching gears, someone found my blog by searching "pampered chef batter bowl boob cake" - I'm guessing they were disappointed when they found Kaylin's Princess Cake that I made with the Pampered Chef batter bowl and not a "boob cake." Because really? Ew.
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It's been so long since I've scrapbooked. I just ordered 161 pictures online last night with the intention of getting caught up before the baby arrives. Does anyone else use Artscow? They hook you by offering 100 free 4x6s every month and 50 free 5x7s. It's a lot of free pictures, let me tell you. But their shipping is really high and unpredictable. Actually, I think I ordered just the 100 free 4x6s one month and it was $8.95, so that still works out to 9 cents a print, which IS a good deal. But they emailed me a code for free shipping on orders over $10 the other day and after adding and taking away a gazillion different products (I was thinking of Christmas gifts) - the code didn't work. Plus, they have so many "free" items logged into my account, finding $10 worth of non-free items was a challenge. I'd add an item, see that it was free, then notice my shipping jumped up $9. I called the contact line and got a voicemail. (I think the company might be international because the English on the site isn't always grammatically correct.) It was a joke, so I decided to forgo the free shipping and just order my pictures and be done with it. I'm not saying don't use the site, I'm just saying: Artscow users beware. The pictures ARE free, they just make up for it in shipping.
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Okay, I think that's it. That was a lot more than I thought I wanted to share, but Mike's entranced in a college football game and I guess I'm a little bored. Thanks for hanging with me while I ramble on and on. Have a great weekend!!!
Friday, September 18, 2009
Rambling...rambling...
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5 comments:
I can go one better than the boob cake. Remember my 'bachelorette' night before the wedding, and the charming little cake made by dear Aunt Naughty? The one most definitely NOT shaped like an innocent boob, but a much less attractive part of the male anatomy? And then she insisted I kiss/lick/bite it while she took pictures? I know, it was hilarious; we couldn't stop laughing.
Until a week later when I returned from Chicago to learn that my parents had done all sorts of helpful post-wedding things like my mom dry cleaning my dress ..... and my dad developing those pictures for me. Which you KNOW he looked at.
Believe me, I would have much rather had a fun boob cake than know what my father had seen photographic evidence of me doing to a questionable (though creative) piece of confectionery.
I love your ramblings :-)
A friend of mine made another friend of ours a boob cake for his 40th- it was pretty funny!
Also- ArtsCow is based in China so good luck getting ANY help. But I love them anyway :)
Hope you're feeling a little more comfortable!
I just love that you love and appreciate being pregnant, even if you can't breathe! It is a unique privelege, truly an honor that God chose us to breathe life into our babies.
Love, too the Kaylin date. What a terrific idea!!
oh i hear you on the uncomfortable, i am having this baby in 2 days and i feel as though i can maybe last 5 more minutes...
i love one on one time with the kids it does let them come out of there shells a little bit more without having to share the spot life.
Sorry i havent been commenting as much lately, i have been reading but sometimes your new design does not show up right for me and takes a while to load so I have been reading from reader (they should have a comment section available on reader) i am not sure why it does that and it is only sometimes..
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