*Reading this online recipe, which differs slightly from the one in the Better Homes and Gardens cookbook I have in my cupboard, I wonder if the fact I didn't thaw the blueberries and that I used whole wheat flour instead of all-purpose white had something to do with the 2 missing muffins?
Wednesday, February 21
A Zapf Dozen
*Reading this online recipe, which differs slightly from the one in the Better Homes and Gardens cookbook I have in my cupboard, I wonder if the fact I didn't thaw the blueberries and that I used whole wheat flour instead of all-purpose white had something to do with the 2 missing muffins?
Tuesday, February 20
Shameless Promoting of Pampered Chef Products Under the Guise of a Really Good Recipe
The Pampered Chef ®
Smoky Chicken Fettuccini
Recipe
6 slices bacon
1/2 cup diced onion
6 large cloves garlic, peeled
1/2 cup coarsely chopped red bell pepper
1/2 cup (2 ounces) grated smoked Provolone cheese
8 ounces uncooked fettuccini noodles, broken in half
1 cup frozen peas
2 cups diced cooked chicken
1 cup half and half
1/2 teaspoon coarsely ground black pepper
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons snipped fresh parsley
1. Bring water to a boil in (8-qt.) Stockpot. Meanwhile, cut bacon into 1/2-inch pieces using Santoku Knife. Cook bacon in (12-in.) Skillet over medium heat until crisp. Remove bacon from Skillet; drain on paper towels. Drain grease from Skillet (do not wipe out).
2. Dice onion using Chef’s Knife. Thinly slice garlic using Ultimate Mandoline fitted with thin slicing blade. Coarsely chop bell pepper using Food Chopper. Coarsely grate cheese using Deluxe Cheese Grater; set aside. Add onion, garlic and bell pepper to Skillet. Cook over medium heat 2-3 minutes or until vegetables are tender. Remove Skillet from heat; set aside.
3. Meanwhile, cook pasta according to package directions (see Cook’s Tip). Add peas to Stockpot; carefully drain pasta and peas using Drainer. Add pasta and peas to Skillet. Add bacon, cheese, chicken, half and half, black pepper and salt; toss well to coat. Cook and stir over medium heat until sauce is slightly thickened and mixture is hot. Sprinkle with parsley; serve immediately.
Yield: 6 servings
Nutrients per serving: Calories 370, Total Fat 13 g, Saturated Fat 6 g, Cholesterol 75 mg, Carbohydrate 36 g, Protein 26 g, Sodium 380 mg, Fiber 3 g
Cook's Tip: A simple way to adjust the consistency of pasta sauce that is too thick is to remove about 1 cup of pasta cooking water using the Nylon Ladle before draining the pasta. Stir a small amount into the sauce as needed.
Smoked Provolone cheese is smoked over applewood for a full-bodied, smoky flavor. Plain Provolone cheese can be substituted for the smoked Provolone cheese, if desired.
© The Pampered Chef, Ltd., 2001
Friday, February 16
And the Award for Best V-Day Gift Goes to...
I HAVE to tell you what Josh did for ME for V-Day. :-) I have the best husband ever. He listens and cares and loves me SO MUCH!
Recently (for the past 6 months) I've been telling him my love language is gifts. Problem: We're broke. So I decided love notes count as gifts. So for this V-Day, Josh got me TEN presents! (HA! I win!) He typed up ten reasons why he loves me, cut them out, and taped them up all over the apartment.
*Sigh*
Now, whenever I look in the mirror, I'm reminded that he loves me because I'm intelligent. Whenever I look at our wedding picture, he tells me I'm beautiful. Whenever I'm cooking over the stove, I hear him say how grateful he is that I take care of him. When I'm doing dishes, I read about his appreciation for my hard work. When I glance at his many diplomas and awards, I see that he has recognized my encouragement and support. When I reminisce over our high school dance photos, he confides that I'm his best friend. When I put Olivia down in her crib, I am called a wonderful loving mother. When I open my Bible for devotions, I am admired for my love of God. When I walk into the living room, he calls me sensitive and caring. When I turn on the lamp (how clever is this?) he reveals his love for my bright, cheerful nature.
Those notes are still up. They will probably be up until we leave this apartment. Just like the "I Take Car" post-it from our last apartment. I feel neglectful that I hadn't posted about this until now, but I had to wait until a day when I hadn't already posted twice because I wanted to make sure you read it!
Suspicious Behavior
Nope, she was laying on the couch right behind me, totally engrossed in book. How adorable!
Thursday, February 15
My V-Day Dinner
We headed to Kroger's and picked up two packages of cream cheese, one 8 oz container of sour cream, some bubbly grape juice, and laundry detergent. Sound like the ingredients to a very romantic evening, no? Hey, the laundry doesn't stop - not even for holidays. And the rest of the ingredients (sans fizzy drink) were for my first ever attempt at cheesecake! I had asked Josh what dessert he wanted for V-Day, expecting something like heart shaped cookies. But no, that's not the way guys think. My guy thinks of cheesecake. And the recipe I had found called for the cake to cool in the oven for 5 hours! And when I asked him which meal he would choose for his V-Day celebration, he choose Chicken and Sausage Paella (which takes 4 hours to cook, plus prep time!) And by the time we got home, it was noon! OH, and did I mention Olivia had a doctor's appointment at 1:00? But then I realized I had not received a reminder call, and that was strange. Since the weather had been rather blizzard-y, I thought maybe I had better call to make sure everything was still running on time over at the health clinic. The recorded voice informed me that there was too much snow to deal with sick people today and that I needed to reschedule.
Whew.
So I start on the cheesecake. The crust went rather well, just graham cracker crumbs and melted butter. I can do that. Olivia helped make the crumbs. But hers were the crumbs that fell on the floor as she ate the remaining crackers. She wasn't really much help, but she had fun. I started on the filling. That's when I realized something wasn't quite right. I was using my largest mixing bowl and it was filled to the brim with my cheese mixture. I'm not very good at measuring volumes in my head, but I did think to myself more than once, "I think this might be a bit much for a 9 inch pan." Sure enough, when I went to pour it in, I filled it up with half still left in the bowl. So I quickly made another crust and filled another 9 inch pan. Yep, that's right. for this family of three, I made TWO cheesecakes. And I put them in the oven and set the timer for an hour like the recipe instructed.
But then I got to thinking. Two pans... with half the mixture in each... wouldn't that require half the time? So I kept going back and checking the progress. I started noticing cracks in the edge of the cakes, so I opened the door, took a picture and sent it to my friend, Jes, whose mother is a renowned cheesecake expert (or so I hear ;-)) and she said, 1) Something's wrong if they're cracking but 2) they're not done yet and 3) you shouldn't be opening the oven door! Crap. Ugh. Whoops! So I kept watching (through the window) and when they started to turn a little more of a golden color (by that time, they had cracks that rivalled the Grand Canyon) I turned off the oven, opened the door, and let them cool for the suggested time of 5 hours.
I put Olivia down for her nap, only an hour and a half late, went back to the kitchen and was met with this:
What a mess! There was not a square foot left to make the Paella! The breakfast dishes were still sitting dirty on the stove and I had even expanded the mess to the dining room table! Oh, and yes, that's our washing machine drainage hose leading into our garbage disposal. Did I not mention I was doing laundry while making cheesecake? Such a multi-tasker. So I unloaded the dishwasher, loaded the dishwasher, ran the dishwasher, thanked the Lord I have a dishwasher, and then got started on the paella.
When that was all done, I dared another look at my cheesecake attempts. This is what I saw:
I have never seen the Cheesecake Factory ever serve anything remotely close to this monstrosity.
I had to pick Josh up from school right before dinner because the buses weren't running (Yep, but he still went to school - now that's dedication!). On the way home, I broached the subject of my gift to him. I told him I had made him something (I had not told him I was actually going to attempt cheesecake. This was to be my present and a complete surprise). I told him it was something I'd never made before. And that... it wasn't going to look right. And that he was supposed to just force a smile and tell me, "It looks great, honey" when he saw it. He laughed and agreed. We got home, he basically sprinted inside to the fridge, and fulfilled his oath (after a brief laugh) and told me my cheesecake looked wonderful. Sigh. Even sounds good when you *know* it's fake.
So this was our Valentine's dinner:
Main course: Chicken and Sausage Paella
Dessert: Salvaged Cheesecake
It really did taste like normal cheesecake (thank you, God!). And once it was cut up, you could hardly tell it used to look like this:

I'm Losing Her...
I always knew she was her Daddy's girl. They have a special bond I could never duplicate. She sees me all day; I'm old news. I'm big and immobile; the Daddy can get down on his hands and knees and play. I do most the disciplining since I'm with her most. All these things contribute to her preference for the Daddy over me. Except at night. She has always pushed the Daddy away and wanted me to put her to bed. This is partly why I never encouraged weaning. I always said I'd let her decide when she was ready to stop. I loved being the Chosen One for one small part of the day. Yet, in the back of my head, I knew this time was coming...
The past two nights, my baby girl has pushed me away and clung to the Daddy at bedtime. We've tried this before - thinking it would be good preparation for when the new baby boy comes. She has always gone willingly to the rocking chair with the Daddy, but then, upon discovering it wasn't playtime, would scream and cry for the Mommy. Which made my heart swell. The past two nights, she has not. My heart has deflated. She has successfully gone to sleep with the Daddy. I am no longer the Chosen One.
I always knew they grew up too fast, but this is ridiculous. She's not even two yet and I want my baby girl back.
Wednesday, February 14
The Disgruntled Bundle
Well, we decided it was time to get close. After all, GMOM had bought her a lovely snow suit for Christmas, and Josh had talked me into buying an inflatable toddler sled that currently had only seen use zooming around on our carpet with all sorts of different stuffed animals and dolls in tow.
So we started the bundling process:
Olivia was okay with it at first. She likes getting dressed up. Plus, she had her juice sippy. That makes all things better.
By the time we got to this point, though, she had run out of juice and was getting rather hot. Please note the scarf - personally knitted just for Olivia by her Auntie Sassa. (I have gotten compliments on it whenever I go out, Sassa!) And also, note the Wal-Mart bags on her feet. Why buy boots until we know for sure she likes the snow, right?
Yeah, she didn't like the snow. She would just scream and cry in that sled while Josh pulled her along. So I came up with the brilliant idea of going to get the baby doll and taking the baby doll for a sled ride to show just how safe it was. As soon as I put the baby doll in the sled, though, Olivia rushed over and immediately rescued her. We tried putting Olivia back in the sled, and it worked this time, now that she had her baby doll to cling to. She still never once smiled. But she had stopped screaming.
Look, I'm having fun...
Josh is having fun...
Joel is having fun...
Olivia is crying.
So we go back inside. We take off all the many outer layers of warm, protective clothing...
And Olivia promptly climbs back onto the sled, without her dolly; and with a huge grin, demands that Josh take her for a ride around the safe confines of the apartment.
She's So Blue-Hoo-Hoo*
Josh didn't have to catch the 6:48 bus this morning and we were able to sleep in until *gasp* 8:30 because Olivia didn't get up until *gasp* 9:00!!
So what did we do with our free morning of no class? Josh made blueberry pancakes! And Olivia set the table:
Olivia loved the pancakes:
Ok, so she really just loved the blueberries:
But our free morning is over and Josh has finished digging our car out with the popcorn bowl, so it is time to take him to school (he can't get any studying done here; wonder why?), and then pick up the final ingredients to his v-day present. :-)
*That's from VeggieTales; for the uneducated among us.
Saturday, February 10
Truffles!
I was going to save this for a Valentine's gift to Josh, but he got impatient and I had to make them early. :-) To be fair, Josh helped out a lot with the rolling and coating and general messiness of this project. Don't they look yummy? Yeah, they're gone now.
Olivia Learns Personal Hygiene
*I know it's unwise to let toddlers walk around with things sticking out of her ears. I'm familiar with the nothing-bigger-than-your-elbow rule. I do tell her not to do this - it's just so cute and she also does manage to get quite a bit of wax out.
Thursday, February 1
NOT What a Pregnant Mom Needs to Read...
Check out this baby!
Monday, January 29
Saturday, January 27
To Register? And Vote!
And on a different note: Jeremy has FINALLY gotten the old voting website up and running. This baby boy needs a name, people - and he needs YOU to choose it for him because his mother can't make up her mind. Keep in mind these factors:
1) I like multi-syllable names - preferrablly three syllables, but I can live with two.
2) I like names that are not in the top 10.
3) I like names that are easily spelled. He's going to spend his entire life spelling out his last name - give him an easy first name!
Olivia Plays the Piano
| Olivia loved staying at Gammy and PopPop's house over Christmas break. One of the things she loved the most was the piano in the living room. She would climb up on the bench and just start playing... making sure to hit all the keys, of course. | |
Wednesday, January 24
Get to Know the Homemaker in Me!
Stolen from Onward and Upward
Aprons – Y/N? If Y, what does your favorite look like?
I have two - my Pampered Chef apron which is denim, and a white apron with my name painted on in big green letters with daisies decorating the letters. Larissa made if for me as a wedding present. By the way, Larissa, was that washable paint? I've never washed it for fear of ruining it, but it's getting kind of gross...
Baking – Favorite thing to bake
Cookies! Chocolate chip, peanut butter blossoms, buried cherries, sugar, ginger, snickerdoodles... is there a bad cookie?
Clothesline – Y/N?
We wouldn't have a yard to put it in. We have two drying racks that are constantly in use (we don't use the coin operated dryer to save a $1.25/day).
Donuts – Have you ever made them?
I'm sure any donut I attempted could never measure up to a melt-in-your-mouth-fresh-from-the-conveyor-belt Krispy Kreme, so why bother.
Every day – One homemaking thing you do every day
Sweep the kitchen floor - after every meal! Such is the life of the mother of a toddler.
Freezer – Do you have a separate deep freeze?
We barely have room for our appliances as is! But I would love one.
Garbage Disposal – Y/N?
Couldn't survive without it!
Handbook – What is your favorite homemaking resource?
The only one I have is Crystal's blog - Biblical Womanhood.
Ironing – Love it or hate it? Or hate it but love the results?
Since we line dry everything, I just give wrinkles clothes a really good shake and they usually dry so that we don't need the iron. I'm also not sure where the iron ended up with the last move...
Junk drawer – Y/N? Where is it?
We used to have one in the kitchen, but this apartment doesn't have enough drawers (only three!) So the contents of the junk drawer got put in a small tupperware bin and resides in the storage closet within easy grasp.
Kitchen – Color and decorating scheme
Color? Your typical apartment kitchen - cheap fake wood cabinets and cupboards with white walls and linoleum floor. Is there any other kind?
Love – What is your favorite part of homemaking?
The feeling of accomplishment when the day is done, the house is clean, and the people I love are well-fed and happy.
Mop – Y/N?
Once a week.
Nylons – Wash by hand or in the washing machine?
I rarely wear them, but when I do I usually throw them in the washing machine
Oven – Do you use the window or open the oven to check?
I always look through the window first, but decide that doesn't give me a good enough view, so I open the door.
Pizza – What do you put on yours?
Meatlovers - I'm so healthy.
Quiet – What do you do during the day when you get a quiet moment?
I'm an AIM addict. It's my social interaction time. When Olivia's awake, though, I only get one or two words typed before I'm pulled away. Naptime is usually spent entirely in front of the computer.
Recipe card box – Y/N? What does it look like?
One of those cheap >$1 plastic index card holders from Wal-Mart. But more often now, I use cookbooks and I have a menu that lists all my favorite meals and the pages where I can find them - sorted into meat categories (i.e. chicken, pork, beef, etc.).
Style of house – What style is your house?
Apartment on the second floor. We get the heat from the downstairs neighbors and the noise from the upstairs neighbors. It's a two bedroom recently equipped with a washer hookup ;-). It's 965 sq. ft. with one bathroom.
Tablecloths and napkins – Y/N?
I'd love cloth napkins! But right now we just have placemats.
Under the kitchen sink – Organized or toxic wasteland?
It's organized - except for the conch shell and random vase it's all cleaners.
Vacuum – How many times per week?
About 2 times, maybe more depending on how messy Olivia is.
Wash – How many loads of laundry do you do per week?
I do one per day, sometimes two. Rarely any on Sunday - It's the Sabboth! :-) (More like, the family's all here and I don't feel like doing it).
X’s – Do you keep a daily list of things to do that you cross off?
I should more often - I'd get more done!
Yard – Y/N? Who does what?
No yard to speak of. We do have a balcony. We split the resonsibilities... we both do nothing.
Zzz’s – What is your last homemaking task for the day before going to bed?
Either a load of diapers so they can hang dry and be ready for morning or the dishes if I've waited til the last minute (heaven forbid!)
I tag Jes! :-D
My Husband Loves Me (and This Apartment) So Much...
*We honestly believe we are actually not doing anything "illegal." We have read nowhere that tells us we can't install a washer. But we also didn't ask permission for fear of being told "no."
Thursday, January 18
Olivia Loves Annabelle
| Olivia loves puppies. It was such a thrill for her to get to live with one for a whole week! Watch her chase Annabelle through the house, then participate in Annabelle's trick. | |
Olivia Sings VeggieTales
| On Christmas morning, Olivia loved opening up her presents. Her favorite (and our favorite to watch) was opening up a VeggieTales DVD. She realized at once what it was, and started rocking back and forth, singing the theme song! Of course, only the extremely talented can pick out the tune, but it's there! | |
Tuesday, January 16
It Got Cold
Oh well, at least it's finally cold out. Olivia got a really cute fleece and an equally cute sweater for Christmas and it hasn't been cold enough to wear them until now! Sigh. I live vicariously through my daughter's wardrobe.
Saturday, January 13
Olivia's First Time on Ice
| Josh took Olivia out on the ice when they went skating. We didn't think she'd like it, but she surpised us all. | |
Olivia's First Time in Skates
| Olivia got kicked off the ice for not having skates. So we got some (amazingly, in her size!). She didn't quite know what to do with her feet. | |
Olivia Improves Her Skating
| She's figured out how to keep her ankles straight. It takes a lot of concentration, though. | |
Friday, January 12
My Little Artist
Here's what Olivia did while I was cleaning. Such a big girl! Actually, this was only part of what she did. She also got her own rag and helped me dust. She liked spraying the rag with the polish. And then she got out the jar of shells and dumped them out all over the coffee table. This is what it's like to clean with a toddler. She constantly cancels out any progress I make - and looks adorable while doing so.
Friday: Cleaning Day
I cleaned off my "Pampered Chef desk/place where we put things small enough or sharp enough that Olivia would hurt herself with them" and moved the turtle and crab there so that they're finally out of our bedroom! That's something I've been wanting to do for a long time. They used to be on our dresser, which I was always upset about because I'm so proud of the fact that our bedroom furniture matches, I hate to mess it up by making half of it host to creepy crawly reptiles and such. Also, it makes it really hard to dust when you have to move habitats around. And the Pampered Chef desk was cluttered with assortments of forgotten mail, paper clips, broken necklaces, etc.
Oh, but the real pride behind my accomplishment lies in the fact that in order to clear off the PC desk, I had to first clear off a shelf on our one and only bookshelf to fit the PC binders and paperwork. And in order to do I had to clear off the computer desk to see what would fit on the shelf with my PC stuff (the computer desk was littered with all kinds of papers and books with titles like: "Multivariable Control Systems" and "Principles of Mathematical Analysis".
So I didn't think I'd blog about something as dull as this, so I didn't think to take any "before shots", but afterwords, I felt so proud of myself I had to document the occasion with pictures and a blog. So here's my clean apartment! (Or rather, the parts of my apartment that are clean.) :-)
Monday, January 8
Townhouse
However... I can't take the coin laundry anymore. The washing machine doesn't clean as well as our own does and it kills me to have to keep ours in storage at a $30/mo loss to us. Add to that the $40/mo in quarters we spend on laundry, and we're $70/mo poorer for having to use an old, disfunctional machine.
Another reason I'm looking to move is the fact that we're on the second floor. I know I'm not the first to be in this situation, but it's so exhausting! Every Monday, we go grocery shopping, and I have to carry 2 gallons of milk, 4 gallons of water, 2 jugs of juice, 1 gallon of orange juice, plus all the food we eat in a week up a flight of stairs and down the hall. All while carrying a toddler and a 7 month pregnant belly.
So I've found us an affordable townhouse. (It's the two bedroom). Here's the floor plan, except take the downstairs bathroom and make it a laundryroom:
So we haven't seen it yet; we've just driven around the parking lot. But it looks well-kept. We have an appointment for Friday to see a lived-in townhouse. They don't have any available right now and they don't know if they will have any in August. And even if they do, we'd only want one with the laundry room, which reduces our odds. So it's up to God whether He wants to continue to build my patience and physical strength, or whether He chooses to give a poor mom a break. :-)The perks of this townhouse would be:
- Laundry room (saves $40/mo)
- Water/Trash/Sewage paid for! (Saves $30/mo)
- Might be able to squeeze all our stuff from storage in it (saves $30/mo)
- We ARE the neighbors upstairs. If someone's stomping around, we can go up there and stop them. (Currently, our upstairs neighbors have an 11-yr-old boy who plays pretty rough and stays up pretty late.
- The laundry room is downstairs. In our last apartment, the laundryroom was just off the bedroom - and we have a dryer with a buzzer that doesn't turn off and lasts for at LEAST a full 60 seconds. Very inconvenient for napping babies/children/parents and that last load you like to throw in before going to bed.
- The bedrooms are upstairs. The babies won't hear us watching LoTR (or vacuuming, whichever...)
- When carrying groceries, I can just drop them off inside the door - no stairs!
- The mail slot is in the door!
- We haven't seen it yet, so it could be completely run-down on the inside.
- They don't have the nice courtyard. In fact, we didn't see much lawn at all.
- We don't know what kind of a deal they'll give us on the price. Right now, it's $121/mo more than we pay here. They said they'll likely be able to give us some kind of deal, and when you calculate the savings I mentioned above, it might work out - but you never know.
- Since we'd be getting one with a laundry room, we would not have a bathroom downstairs. Not sure how difficult that would be with pottytraining...
- Heating might cost more. We still pay a pretty high gas bill for not having turned on our heat all winter ($60) so it might stay the same or at least not go up too much.
- Hmm... can't think of anything else! I might have more to add after Friday, though.
Monday, December 18
What NOT to say to a pregnant woman.
"Yep, March 21st."
"Oh... March. So... not that soon...."
Wednesday, December 13
Tuesday, December 12
Children say the FUNNIEST things...
Sunday, December 10
Livi Shelf Video: Part I - Can't Turn Over
| Olivia has found a new spot. She's definately not claustrophobic. She still needs a little practice though. | |
Livi Shelf Video: Part III - Waves
| She's gotten quite good at getting into and almost out of her shelf. | |
Larry on Livi's Shelf Video (Alt Title: Livi Runs Off)
| Olivia wants to share her shelf with Larry the Cucumber. Then she dances to his theme song. Then she runs off. | |
Saturday, December 9
My Ultrasound - For Real This Time
So, my ultrasound. There's only one baby. There are 2 arms, 2 legs, 10 fingers, 11 toes... wait, typo - make that 10 toes. According to the measurements, my due date is now March 21 - amost a whole week earlier than the previous March 27th date. That's happy. They recorded the whole ultrasound, which took at least 15 minutes, so we have that as a momento. We tried to watch it when we got home, but Olivia just wasn't as interested because no one came out and sang a Silly Song. The ultrasound itself was kind of boring compared to the one I got with Livi. There wasn't a monitor for me to look at (there was when I had Livi's done), so I stared at some generic hotel-quality floral painting on the opposite wall for about the whole time. For the first half of the appointment, the lady didn't even say anything. She was staring at the monitor with a severe look of concentration, frowning at times. That's a pretty scary thing to encounter. I was wondering, "What's wrong? How many are in there?! What are you frowning at?!!" Then, all of a sudden, she burst into conversation about a recent news report about a father who went missing after being trapped with his family in his car for 9 days in a snow storm. Mmmm-k.
Oh, and did I mention that Josh wasn't allowed to come back with me? Not until the last 5 minutes or so. I don't understand why, but since Olivia was with him, I'm sort of glad it had to be that way. Because, again, as soon as she saw me lying down with a strange device rolling over my belly, she started crying and reaching for me. Ahh, my protective baby. I just wish Josh could have been in there when she told me what the gender of the baby was. I thought she'd wait til we were both in there so we could hear together. But no. Oh, well. He was thrilled!
We do have pictures that they printed off for us, but we have no scanner. So I guess I could call the library and see if they have public scanners for use, but that's the only thing I could think of short of making you wait until we bring them to Missouri for Christmas and scan them there. And when I see my mom, I'm giving her the VHS so she can make it a DVD and then we'll be able to put it on the computer and the internet. It's not the most interesting and it's really long. But we enjoy it!
So, now we've got to start picking out some names...
Wednesday, December 6
My Ultrasound
Now I'll talk about the apppointment I had yesterday. First, the due date. She said I was measuring about 24 weeks, so we were right on target with our own due date calculations. We still don't have an actual *date*, but we'll most likely get one of those tomorrow. We got to hear the heart beat, and that would be been really exciting, but Livi was crying the whole time. I'll talk about that later; it's really quite sweet. The nurse said that if you believe in old wives tales, then this one will be a girl because the heartrate's fast. But then, if we believed in old wives tales, we would have though Livi was a boy because I carried her so low. So we don't believe in those. We believe in ultrasounds. I'm not sure I liked the nurse, actually. I liked the main nurse, the nurse practitioner. She was very sweet and, well, likeable. But the other one who did all the examining 1) wasn't the gentlest and 2) thought it was her place to tell us when we should and shouldn't have more children. She actually told us to make sure we take a break for at least a couple years before having another. Not that we weren't already planning on doing that, but advice coming from a stranger just irks me. And what if we didn't? She said my body needs at least 2 years to recover from having a baby. Which really made me feel like she thought I was making a mistake having another one so soon. We got pregnant when Livi was 12 months. And if God wants to give us another when this one is 12 months, then I'll leave that up to Him, not this nurse.
But I'll end on a bittersweet note. I said earlier that Livi was crying throughout most of the appointment. (She did leave for a convenient diaper change for the inappropriate parts). But she cried when they checked my blood pressure, she cried when they listened to my heart and lungs, and she cried when they listened to the baby's heartbeat. And do you know why? She thought they were hurting me. Isn't that sweet? She's become familiar with the Health Clinic. It's where she gets her shots. So when they started doing strange things to me, she thought they were going to give me shots, and that I would hurt, and that I would cry. Josh was holding her and she was just reaching for me the whole time anything was happening to me like she wanted to come protect me and comfort me. Oh, I just love her so much!
Friday, December 1
For those of you who like pictures....
Tuesday, November 28
"Doctor" Appointment
Last Wednesday, I didn't have a doctor appointment. I didn't even have a nurse appointment. I had a "prenatal cluster" appointment. I met with about 15 other pregnant women and sat for three hours while two nurses had us fill out paperwork, took our blood, and taught us how to be pregnant. I learned all sorts of interesting things; like not to smoke, drink, or do drugs. I also learned I should eat, but not overeat. It was quite informational. I'm glad I had the opportunity to go. (If you can't sense the sarcasm at this point, you don't know me very well.) But anyway, the three-hour-classroom-type setting is the reason why they wouldn't let me take Olivia back with me last month. I guess that makes sense. But really, they could have drawn my blood, given me the paperwork and told me to bring it back filled in for my next appointment. Olivia could have been there for that. There should be some kind of excemption for women who have been through this within the last two years. It's kinda still fresh in my memory - how to be pregnant and all.
But I have an actual nurse practitioner appointment set for December 5. At 3:45. I'm so excited! I should get an ultrasound appointment at that point, too. :-D It might not be long now, folks! I did snicker at the prenatal cluster when they explained how often the appointments would be. They said up to 28 weeks, you see a nurse once a month, then twice a month after that. I'm 23 weeks. By my appointment I'll be 24. This means I'll have one monthly appointment and then I'll be biweekly until the 9th month (36 weeks), then I'll be weekly. That'll make the time just fly by! I remember with Olivia, once I got to the biweekly stage, everything went very quickly from that point on. Well, until school got out and all I did was sit around, read Harry Potter, and wait for the baby to come. But I think Olivia will keep me busy enough that that won't happen this time.
Well, that was my "doctor" appointment. Hopefully I'll have more to say after my December 5th appointment. Like maybe an actual due date. Or an ultrasound date. Exciting times!
Grammar Lesson
She went with him and I to the store.It's like people are afraid of making the "me" mistake that makes hillbillies so comical to listen to. It's okay to say the word "me"!
Correct me if I'm wrong, but this is what I remember from grade school:
When there are multiple subjects with the pronoun "I", take out the other subjects to see if the word "I" makes sense. Does this make sense:
She went with I to the store.Nope, it sure doesn't. It's:
She went with him and me to the store.I'll get down off my soap box now.
Thursday, November 16
Pray
Friday, November 10
My Morning
Nothing else is new around here enough to blog about. Still haven't been to a doctor. Josh is still pretty sure we're staying here vs. moving to Alabama. We probably won't hear from those people again until after the holidays, anyway. Speaking of job offers, Josh got an email saying that they're hiring at Surrey. That's a bit further away than Alabama. It's in England. But they're a much much better company and would most likely pay much much better as well. Maybe well enough we could fly home to the states for the holidays and such? And I'd get an awesome accent. And bad teeth. But again, we're most likely staying here for the next year and a half.
Tuesday, November 7
Livi's Little House II
| This is the second movie we took of Olivia and her little house, but it's the only one I'm blogging about because it's far superior. It's longer, for one, and we all know more is better. | |
Where Are Your Hands?
| I noticed when watching this video that Olivia has learned the word "hand" quite well! At the time, I didn't realize there was a connection between Josh asking her, "What's in your hand?" and her making her hand disappear. It's a good thing we recorded it so I could realize her true genius! So, without further ado, here's Olivia, doing something cute! | |







