Alrighty, here are the rest of the pictures from our trip! We had a lovely time visiting with family. Wish we could see everyone more often.
March 7, 2014
March 7, 2014
Alrighty, here are the rest of the pictures from our trip! We had a lovely time visiting with family. Wish we could see everyone more often.
March 4, 2014
Here it is! This trip ended up in many, many pictures so it’s going to need to be in two parts and mostly just pictures. Which might be a nice break since my last few posts have been doozies!
Luckily, I had already uploaded these pics before The Vapor happened! So…here they are:
That’s it. We had a wonderful time and can’t wait to go back for some real winter time to hit the slopes!
‘Till next time, Breckenridge…
February 26, 2014
This week I am officially 22 weeks through this pregnancy. My trusty app tells me that I have 126 more days to go. I’m not sure if I think that is a lot or a cake walk…
If you weren’t aware 20 weeks is the half way point. This time it came pretty quickly, but not without taking it’s toll. My first trimester was very different, heck, this ENTIRE pregnancy is completely different from the last one. I know ‘they’ always say that, but it’s too hard to comprehend until you are there. The first time around you are in shock and awe at what your body is doing. So, the next time you think you have this pregnancy thing down. Uhhh – no, mother nature has so much more in store for you than a simple repeat.
As you know I found out after our trip to Colorado (which I know I haven’t posted about, but I will, promise). I was all kinds of nutso over the fact that I had alcohol and was in a hot tub 2 times. Well, that proved to be nothing. No matter how much I was told not to stress, I just couldn’t help it. You see, I had two friends that miscarried after the prescribed 12 week waiting period to announce you are expecting. All I could think about was how devastating that would be. Then you go on to think, well crap, if that really does happen and we have to wait a few months to start trying again and it took us 7 months to get pregnant this time, will this ever really happen… That’s the kind of crazy head talking that you can’t quiet down when your hormonal.
So, back to Colorado. The week after we returned, I felt terrible. It was like a switch had been turned on and I was bloated, couldn’t eat much more than a quarter of a meal without feeling like I ate a cow, was constantly exhausted, had to go to the bathroom every 20 minutes, woke up almost every hour during the night, and felt nauseous for most of the day. It was so strange! And awful.
I must say, this pregnancy is much harder than the last one. Not just because I have a toddler to take care of, but because this little guy seems to enjoy torturing Momma. Not that he can actually do that, but sure does feel like it! The nausea didn’t let up until about 16 weeks and then it still came back several times a week, BUT at least it isn’t every day.
The good news is I can eat full meals and I don’t have to pause with the first few bites to see if it’s going to agree with me. Not only that, but I can eat whatever. The first trimester was tough with red meat, but we are all good now. My cravings are also completely different in the fact that I really don’t have any, not like the last time. I still like food and want sweets, of course (we are talking about me). However fruit, water, juice, milk anything that is thirst quenching is what I really want all the time. Not so great for the night time bathroom visits, but those have slowed down to 2-3 a night now (yay!). Along with that I don’t need daily naps that range from 2-3 hours. I can get work done!
What has started up is the back pain. Its horrible, again! Recently, I’ve taken to hot showers with the water on my lower back and did some yoga stretches in the tub. It helped a lot – I no longer felt like I was ready to break in half. Not to mention I’ve been trying not to bend at the waist so my quads are on fire! I’m hoping that the back pain let’s up just like the morning sickness did. We will see!
More good news, the baby kicks and moves ALL THE TIME! It’s really quite fun. Plus, Gil has felt him kick already, too! I’m pretty sure it’s much earlier than last time.
I’ll leave you will a picture of the belly. I was going to try to do the monthly, then weekly (at the end) like last time, but that proved to be WAY too hard. So, there are less and in a different style. The hubs doesn’t even know about this, so SURPRISE to everyone!
February 18, 2014
I thought that I would follow up a downer post with a very happy post. You are on the edge of your seat, right?
So, my in-laws decided that this year they were going to visit us for their birthday’s. It’s quite the smart plan, considering they live in Colorado. Plus, we love having them visit and it was perfect timing to do a gender reveal! The hubs and I agreed, it would be a surprise for them.
The plan was to go to a nice dinner to celebrate all three birthday’s. We chose to go to a place around the corner called Jayne’s Gastropub. We’ve been wanting to try it out since we moved into the neighborhood, over five years ago! Everyone was excited.
When we sat down, Gil was in charge of discussing the plan with our waiter. Our idea was to have the bartender make a drink that was pink or blue and pour it in front of us at the table. We weren’t even sure it was a possibility, but with a mixologist bartender we figured it was a safe bet. Once it was all settled (as much as the poor waiter could be since it was an odd request) we announced to the rest of our party. I think they were as confused as our waiter. Until we showed everyone the sealed envelope and said we didn’t know the gender yet, either. Which was funny because that was when it dawned on our waiter that he was going to find out before we did. Immediately, he stopped in his tracks and said he was nervous and couldn’t believe he was going to find out first. I can only imagine how that must have felt, since we had never laid eyes on the man before that night.
We go on to order a wonderful dinner. If you live in San Diego I cannot recommend this place enough. Check it out here. I don’t recall what everyone had, but they all raved – I had the Shepard’s Pie and loved it! Of course, we went on to order dessert, I just cannot help myself. Which ended up being a great idea because it was a great cover for the drink arrival.
As the dessert for my father-in-law was being presented, glowing candle and all (it was his birthday that evening). The owner of the restaurant was coming around the corner of the table with a glowing tray of champagne flutes. I didn’t see it until she was behind Gil, who was sitting directly in front of me and I gasped REALLY loud simultaneously covering my gaping mouth. Later on, Gil would confess he wasn’t sure what that reaction meant…was I excited for another girl or what? And I swear I my eye balls had to of been hovering outside of my head after popping out from shock!
The tray was covered with electric BLUE drinks! That’s right folks, we are having a boy. Some would say we hit the gender lottery. So, here is why I was so shocked: I thought that the physicians assistant at my OB office had spilled the beans, by accident, that we were having another girl! Here’s how it went. I asked for the gender in a sealed envelope because we were going to do a surprise reveal with our family who was coming to visit us. As the receptionist and PA were getting it ready, the other receptionists was asking me about L.L.’s name saying how beautiful it is. I went onto explain how hard it was to decide on a girls name, etc… Then, the PA came over with the envelope saying something to the effect of, well, your going to have to come up with another girl name. I just stood there in shock while the other receptionist (who helped her get the envelope ready) shook her head in disbelieve and slowly said…or a boy’s name, then looked at me. I said, “right,” but, in my head all I could think of was, is this really happening? Did she just spill the beans by accident? So, I exited in a hurry! And thought about the exchange for an entire week, keeping it to myself. It was torture!
Back to the original story, when I saw the electric blue drinks I was in disbelief. I thought, is someone messing with me???? Someone has to be messing with me! Then all the drinks were distributed and my father-in-law asked what it was. Gil had to say, “It’s a blue drink, Dad. Blue means we are having a boy.” Meanwhile L.L. is in his lap and grabs the electric drink but tilts it over spilling it all over the side of the table. Talk about comical! In the end I told my doctor office story and teared up still saying I just can’t believe it. The in-laws were just as shocked, but happy and instantly on their phones texting the family the news. Talk about comical – Gil and I just sat there taking in the news while the older folks are texting away!
It’s such a sweet memory and we couldn’t be happier how it all turned out. Last time we got to share the news with all our friends at a ‘Cake Party’ that was awesome! This time we got to enjoy a relaxing and superb dinner with family, along with sharing the wonderful news, again.
February 16, 2014
As you know I’m pregnant, for the second time. What you may not know is that I just turned 38. It isn’t a big birthday, nor did we have some blow out celebration. But it happened, and it felt a little like life was just happening to me rather than me guiding it. Which is a very strange thing for someone who loves birthdays. I am the full week (heck, full month) celebrator of my birth if you let me. I love birthdays! Especially mine.
I think this is part of the reason I haven’t been back to blog since the pregnancy announcement. I wasn’t down about getting older, it was more of a depression where I was sure no one cared about my birthday. Quite pitiful, I must say. Normally, I love to write and come up with things I hope others find interesting. At the very least, try to make our daily lives interesting enough for our family members and good friends who faithfully read this blog. I couldn’t come up with anything that wasn’t a pity party.
Mostly, I think it was because getting on the computer just plain depressed me. You see, on Christmas Eve my iMac decided it was going to die. With that, all the photos, client work, music downloaded, fonts installed…anything you can think of worth meaning and all the little ones that just make life easier – gone. At first, I thought it would be fine and I would get all of that data back. There were many reasons why I thought this, but really it was because I was going to be devastated, otherwise. Partly because there were a lot of photos taken since I moved the computer out to the living room, which is when I last backed up the computer. And if you are following where I am going with this it means that all the photos taken since L.L. was born went into the vapor, too.
When I first got the computer back in working order, I felt relieved. Then, I wrote my first blog post (after the vapor) and I felt that life had just lifted a huge weight off my shoulders. It was freeing to get back into the virtual world again, via my blog. Next, I sat down to write more posts and I was dumbfounded – couldn’t write a thing. Along with the fact that the computer felt foreign to me. You’ll know what I mean if you’ve ever had your car or house broken into. Everything felt tainted or dirty or just plain ‘not right’ so I stayed away from the computer unless I had to use it.
With all the pregnancy hormones wondering around my body it’s pretty understandable, but I just didn’t know how to get over it. Still, I’m in denial. There is a company in Venice, CA that supposedly will do data recovery on hard drives that no one can get info from. So, I’m saving to send that baby off to Venice as soon as I can. If it doesn’t pan out I will give up and hopefully move past this sad feeling that keeps creeping up every time I log onto WordPress.
However, I must confess…after writing this post I feel quite a bit better. Thanks for listening.
January 20, 2014
I’m back! It’s been a long time since I posted a blog and I’m very sorry to you special folks who read my blog. There have been so many things going on that I don’t even know where to begin. So, I’m going to start with the big news first.
Are you ready?
We are having baby #2! It’s very exciting for our family. Not that L.L. knows what’s coming. I’m due at the end of June or early July. At the last ultrasound the baby measured for a due date of June 30th or July 1st. Here is a pic, if you look closely you can see the little hands.
We found out I was pregnant right after we came back from Colorado visiting family. It was very special news, but of course, I was paranoid since I had been in a hot tub and had beers while we were there. As it turns out everything is fine and all my worrying was just to keep me occupied between feeling like crap-zola! (I made that one up a while ago, because I felt worse than normal crapola.)
I have a few blog posts in the line up from our summer, our adventures this past autumn and more news on the pregnancy. Yay! For now I will leave you with our Christmas card picture and a pic of me this past weekend. Our Christmas card announced the pregnancy, but a lot of people missed it in the message on the back. It was quite comical figuring out that a lot of people don’t thoroughly read cards. The conversation went like this:
Friend: Hey, we got your card – love it! Thanks so much.
Me: Awesome, thanks and you’re welcome! Great to know everyone got our big news.
Friend: Wait, I think I missed something. Must go back and look at the card again!
So, I will tell you the little clues we put into the picture on the front. Those aren’t as easy to pick out, but there were a few that did notice them! See the little star/snowflake on the right by Gil’s arm? Well, there’s the first sonogram picture of the new baby! Then we have little American flags above our heads for the due date. At the time we were told July 3rd, so it was to represent a possible Independence Day baby. We had fun making the card, even though, trying to get all of us in a picture together where most of us look good isn’t easy on a timer with a toddler and squirmy doggie!
November 10, 2013
Halloween has come and gone with success. Our little L.L. dressed up as a flower, which was lots of fun. She even seemed to enjoy it. When we attended our friend’s annual Dia de los Muertos party we joined in the fun as gardeners of our little flower. It was fun, and easy!
During the day L.L. and I went to a park, for our toddler class. Which is always a good time. Luckily there are some fancy graves down the hill, so we got some cute pictures of our budding flower girl.
The trick-or-treating wasn’t a huge hit, but she at least wanted to join in. We didn’t make it to many houses and I have to say Mom + Dad were a bit disappointed in the candy stash, but we have many more years to make up for it!
Yes, I know I am completely behind on this post, but you know you all wanted to see pictures of the cuteness. So here it is!
October 15, 2013
I know what you must be thinking, how have 18 whole months past us by, already!? We are in the same boat as you.
Our baby girl is no longer a baby.
She’s a full-fledged toddler with personality plus (words straight from her Aunt Claci, which cannot be more true). If you were worried about her being timid and losing her way in shyness, worry no more! Our child is independent, chatty, flirtatious-then-shy (even after waving to you down the grocery isle), adventurous, strong and just recently, affectionate. I might not get kisses every time I want them, but it’s most of the time. Plus, just the other day I saw her lean in to give a hug to another kid. My heart beamed!
Of course, we are in the midst of tantrums and boy is she really good at them. The first big one was a few months ago and it lasted about 15 minutes. Fun.
Yes, I know they are her to stay. More fun.
All that aside, she is awesome (have I said that yet). We have lots of fun together, I haven’t had a lot of work since we returned from Ohio, so she been home with me. It’s partly why I am so far behind on blog posts. There are days I don’t have time to get to them and others where I just need to relax for a while. We spend our time dancing around the house, going to the zoo, hitting up the local parks, and adventuring anywhere we can think of.
One of the amazing things that has happened this past summer is that L.L. goes down for a nap and bedtime easily. So easily that I cannot believe it. If I catch her at the right time, that is. There are days we don’t get home until 1pm and everything is thrown off. She really needs to be down for a nap by noon and then she sleeps beautifully for 2(+) glorious hours. If we are late she naps for 20-30 minutes in the car. I successfully put her in the crib and then she’s up 5 minutes later. Awesome. What I did learn is that she can stay in there for an hour and be ok. No crying or anything and I hope this is here to stay. I remember the days where it felt like a punishment to have bedtime duty. Now it’s fun.
So onto our little growing girl. She is just over 30 inches (13%) tall and not quite 19 pounds (7%). It’s weird to think that she’s not even 20 pounds and 18 months old. I no longer worry, at all, about her weight. She eats plenty and is just fine in all her milestones. In fact, I’m pretty sure I could have a long conversation with her, if I just understood ‘baby talk’. She has a lot to say. Which makes sense, her head is a whopping 46.5 cm that equates to 57%. You go little one – keep that big noggin’ of yours growing strong!
Here are some pictures taken recently. I tried to do a real photoshoot, but those truly are impossible anymore.
October 4, 2013
It’s been a rough few weeks for my family. Not the family that lives in my house, but the family I grew up with. A few weeks ago we learned that my uncle was diagnosed with Cancer. Then, ten days later he passed. I cannot say it was a shock, but the news still felt shocking. He passed in the morning, I found out that evening. It was surprising how hard it hit me so, I posted this on Facebook, “Even though we’ve all felt loss my heart still finds it surprising in the weight of the sadness.” Which is exactly how I felt and still feel, today.
It’s been five days now, I have had a little time to think about everything that has happened over the years. You see my uncle was a bit estranged from most of the family. There were many things that happened, lots of hurt feelings, and even more years lost out on. It’s the kind of thing that happens in every family, we are no different from the rest. But I never gave up on him. Still sending Christmas cards, wedding invitation, our birth announcement…as long as I could get a current address he was on the list. I have no idea if he got any of my correspondence, but I hope he did. No matter what happens in a persons life, they deserve to know that they are loved. And I loved my uncle.
He was an awesome uncle to have, too. ‘Cool as a Cucumber’ should have been his mantra, because that is what he always was when I was a kid. The whole room could be in chaos and he would just sit there watching everyone. Usually with a little smile. Then the room would clear out, taking the chaos to another part of the house and he would say something witty, something charming, and definitely something funny. That was who he was: super cool, funny, and charming. An over all really fun uncle, we were lucky.
What sticks out in my mind the most are his mannerisms. He would always say ok, lets do (whatever it was that day) jump up, clap his hands together with a tiny pause for a wiggle and we were off! My sister reminded me of how he used to let his boys shift the gears in his truck, which made me remember he asked me if I wanted to try it, too. I was thrilled and scared all at once. While he was always calm, no matter what gear you skipped to. But if you did make it to the correct gear you felt pretty darn special, not just because you did it right, but because you were able to do it, just like he knew you would. He was special and I hope that he knew it.
He leaves behind two sons, his boys. They remind me of him and I hope they both know how much the family loves them, how much I love them. We don’t see each other very often and we mostly ‘talk’ via messaging in various forms. While I hope that continues, I also hope we see each other sooner than later. I am sad to say that I am unable make the memorial. San Diego to Mobile has proven to be harder than I’d anticipated. So, I write this post for myself, for his boys, for my family and for my Uncle Eddie. May he rest in peace, always.
September 19, 2013
Going back to our trip to Ohio…we visited the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame Museum and it was AWESOME! Just how awesome, you say? Well, here ya go…
Let’s start at the beginning, it takes an hour to get there from my sister’s house. We decided we would get up, eat and then depart. Whatever time that was, we were good with. (Man, I love vacation.) On our way we contemplated picking up Dunkin Donuts, but decided against it. (Another reason to love vacation, Dunkin Donuts!) The kids knew were we were going, but weren’t all that impressed. In fact, they were more concerned with who was sitting where in the car.Absolutely unenthused. Typical.
When we got there I was giddy. I mean, come on, THE Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame Museum – it’s like Heaven to me. Here are some of the many utterly cool signs they have…
After that excitement, we got the passes and headed in. We ate lunch, (I don’t really recommend the food there.) Then, headed into the exhibits. Since we had a bunch of young kids with us we weren’t able to watch any of the movies, but we were able to see some of the signatures they have lit up in a really, really, really LONG hallway…
After that we went through the whole museum. It’s really great and I highly recommend it if you are interested in this kind of thing. I loved it and wished we had more time to read all the facts/history/stories that went with all the memorabilia. Here are some of the highlights:
Even though the kids didn’t love it because they couldn’t understand the significance of most of it, they were troopers. We got some good pics inside and even more outside.
It was a long day, but didn’t feel like it. Have you ever noticed how that happens when you are having a great time? I would love to go back one day, but I’m very happy that I was able to go at all. It’s definitely a place that is right up my alley.
We headed home just in the nick of time, too. Right before rush hour! But I’m sure the kids wouldn’t have cared either way. They must have had fun right?