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February 20, 2008

Hide and Seek with the Moon

Abby was quite upset tonight when she noticed that her once full moon was quickly disappearing. She has loved the moon for a very long time thanks to Laurie Berkner’s song “Moon Moon Moon” and loves to look for it every night. The sun on the other hand, is hated by this particular toddler. She can often be heard cursing in the backseat “GO AWAY SUN!” as it shines in her eyes.

From tonight’s lunar eclipse. I told her the moon was playing hide and seek which she found extremely funny. Looking at all of the pictures I snapped I was left wishing I had a better camera or a better understanding of how the one I have works. Maybe I’ll use some of my free time (what’s free time?) reading the manual.

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February 14, 2008

On Valentine's Day …

By Michele

I bring you this.

Yeah, it’s not flowers, but he’s nice to look at.

As for me,well, I’ll be in bed nursing the bruises I was gifted yesterday when I fell down the stairs in front of our house. My ego is hurting most of all not knowing who saw my poor girl’s version of the splits. The babies are fine, in fact you can feel them moving on the outside of my belly now. James was having far too much fun last night getting the three of them to move around.

James bought me some lovely flowers to mark the holiday. We’re hoping to go out to dinner before I am put on bed rest, although sometimes that looks iffy. Scheduling free babysitting services and all.

On even more of a tangent, I picked up my camera again after not touching it for months. Every time Abby sees the camera she runs towards me and begs me to take a picture of her. Sometimes she even promises to stand still. As if. Not possible in Abby’s World.

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February 12, 2008

Breakfast of … Geriatrics

By Michele

Sitting down with my bowl of Raisin Bran and a bottle of Boost High Protein (chocolate of course) while trying to get caught up on these internet things. I am fine and the aliens growing in my stomach are fine (I really do need to come up with better nicknames) but I have been spending more and more time resting in bed (with my laptop) and less and less time typing (kinda difficult while laying on one’s side). My sciatica is to blame (we all need something to blame, right) and even laying down has become slightly uncomfortable.

My Raisin Bran has reached the acceptable level of sogginess, so I am going to cut this short. There are other thoughts rumbling through my brain and I hope to get them out through my fingers (with fewer uses of parenthesis?) very soon. Right now I am focusing on how to get a certain someone a certain something for Valentine’s Day / his birthday. What that certain something is I have not completely decided yet. When I come up with something he suddenly doesn’t want that – although I know he does deep down in his wii self. *cough* Not that I could find one of those without paying an arm and a leg.

Oh yeah, I’m supposed to be eating (with Abby begging for the damn raisins in my bowl already). I am so easily distracted.

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February 1, 2008

Tiresome

By Michele

I meant to write a post today. I wanted to not write about how much pain I am in and how tired I still am. How much of that can you take, right? I’m starting to wonder how much I can take all while James wishes I would just make an appointment with the chiropractor. That man, he puts up with so much moaning and groaning (and not the good kind) from me. He’s working on that whole sainthood thing with the miracle getting me to do something for myself.

I am 17 weeks pregnant, which means I am half way through this pregnancy. I don’t know if it’s because it’s my last or if I have been so busy with everyday life but this time around has gone so much faster than all of the others. I have another doctor’s appointment next week – normal prenatal and cervix check via ultrasound. It’s not normal though. My OB is out recovering from surgery and so we’ll see our beloved former family doctor. I am going to beg him to give me some prescription strength antacid since heartburn is a constant companion.

Damn Friskies commercial is on that has a cat that looks like Mulder. I miss that cat. I miss that cat, even though he was crazier than Britney Spears.

So, Disney has put out a 3-D concert movie of Hannah Montana. Emma wants to see this more than, well, more than anything. Thank GOD it isn’t playing any where near us. I guess there are some benefits to living in the middle of no where. Emma is heartbroken while James and I get to keep out sanity for one more day. I think she’s banking on it showing up on the Disney Channel in a couple of months, which it probably will. Disney is like that. Ooooh we’re going to put the Little Mermaid in a dark scary vault!! Buy the DVD now, suckas. And we buy them, because James has sucker tattooed on his forehead.

Every night, James puts Abby to bed. James got this job because he could put her in her crib quickly. Meanwhile, when I would try I couldn’t get her in there fast enough. Before I knew it she was climbing up me like one of those scary jumping spiders (jumping spiders are the only spiders I am afraid of). So, James puts her to bed every night. Once again, because James has SUCKER tattooed on his forehead he reads Abby several stories every night. Once those stories have been read the required number of times Abby must sleep with them.

Tonight it was 5 Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed and some Blue’s Clues story that has the songs that play along with it when you push the buttons )we’ve had this book for 8 years and I’ve read it hundreds of times but have no clue what the title is). Abby has had these stories read to her so many times that she knows all of the words. Now bedtime stories consist of James starting the sentence and Abby finishing it. It’s incredibly adorable and makes my little cold heart melt a little.

My heart breaks in two when James informs her that there are no more stories to read and that it’s time for bed. As he closes the door Abby starts to scream at the top of her lungs:

DADDY!!! DON’T CLOSE THE DOOR!!
DADDY!!!!!!!! COME BAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!
AGAIN, DADDY, AGAIN! READ TO ME AGAIN!

I just want to run in there and scoop her up reading to her until we both pass out. OK, I’d totally pass out first, but she usually follows my lead. That kid knows she has us wrapped around her little finger. If only I could get her potty trained.

So, this is the post for tonight. This is what happens when I leave it for the end of the night when I really ought to be in bed. Scatterbrained. I am scatterbrained a lot these days. Shiny things distract me from goals. I’m like a cat who hears the electric can opener.

Speaking of eating. I was told I need to eat more. I haven’t gained any weight yet (I am already very overweight) but my stomach is growing. If I was more secure I’d take pictures. I might take pictures anyway, but with that whole scatterbrained thing don’t get your hopes up.

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January 25, 2008

All Roads Lead to the Meadowlands

By Michele

Once a month we head down to Minneapolis to meet with our perinatologist. Yes, there is one slightly closer, but since he refered to our son’s death as an “event” while standing over his body I don’t think I could face him again without grabbing his balls and giving them a good twist. Ahem. I have issues. So, here are some random things I learned today.

- Three and a half hours sitting in the car is not good for someone with sciatica.

- The Pro-Life peeps have a shit load of money to spend on billboards. I assume they put them up every 500 feet thinking that women are driving in flocks to Minneapolis to have an abortion and that maying reading one of those damn things might change their minds.

- Old Navy is having one hell of a sale. We walked out of there with 2 tshirts for James, 2 shirts for Emma, and 2 pairs of pants for Abby for $15. They didn’t have anything that would fit my huge pregnant self. Bah

- These babies like to kick and punch each other. Oh, and not show us the goodies. We’ll have to wait until next month to see what they are for sure.

- All roads lead to the Meadowlands. Apparently, Meadowlands is a small town int he middle of no where. You can take dozens of roads to get there though. What’s there? A furniture store. I think. I’ve never been there as it seems kinda scary with all of those roads going to it.

My site is still just sitting here all Kubrick blah. I haven’t found a theme I like – I should rephrase that – I haven’t found a free theme I like. I read blogs of women who are awesomely talented but I can’t afford it. I gotta live in the now. And I need to stop quoting Wayne’s World. I had wanted to come up with my own theme, but I haven’t been able to focus long enough to get it done. Or stay awake.

When does this morning sickness and tiredness go away again? Oh yeah, never.

Speaking of when and dates (see? scatter brained!) I am due on July 10th (or 12th if you go by my LMP) but we’re hoping to jsut make it to 35 weeks. To make things less complicated since my perinatologist likes to use my LMP, I will be 16 weeks on Saturday. This means I am nearly half way through already. For some reason this pregnancy is going really quickly. I haven’t focused on due dates much because I know we’re never going to make it. Hell, we’re keeping our fingers crossed (along with my legs) to make it to 33 weeks. Once the babies are born they will spend time in the NICU and, from what I’ve read, they will stay in there until close to their due date.

So, the babies will be here at the end of May or beginning of June. They won’t come home until sometime in July.

I want to write more, but I’m sitting upright and dammit IT HURTS. Imagine putting a rock the size of your fist in your back pocket and then sitting down. Except that pain, it likes to travel down your leg and out your toes. I gotta get to the chiropractor for some temporary relief.

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January 22, 2008

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By Michele

Finding a new host can be a pain in the ass! After several tries, I finally found one I think I can count on for the next year. All of the back-up stuff from my blog is on another computer, so this post will sit here until I get my ass in gear.

I never thought I’d be so happy to see the Write Post page in WordPress again.

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January 22, 2008