Sunday, November 25, 2007

Happy Freaking Thanksgiving!

We had a fun weekend planned. My parents ended up not being able to come up for Thanksgiving because my grandfather fell and broke his back the week before (!) and they stayed in Florida to help out with that. I was feeling a little bit bummed that we didn't have any plans and afraid that Thanksgiving was going to turn out just like any other day, so Brian bought a photo printer (its totally awesome actually) and decided that we were going to sip champagne and work on Owen's baby book this weekend. Maybe go to the museum, hang out at home, do some Christmas shopping (online thanks - I am not crazy). We also had plans to hang out with friends on Saturday.

Instead this is what we did:

Owen woke up on Thursday morning, ready for his first Thanksgiving. I dressed him in his cute 'Baby's First Thanksgiving' outfit and sat down to give him his sippy cup of formula, which he guzzled down. And promptly threw up all over me, his outfit, the ottoman, the floor. This is the first time I have ever seen a baby actually throw up, as opposed to spitting up. Uh, its an obvious difference. This was more like 'The Exorcist'.

Took off the outfit and changed him into something else. Rinsed the outfit out with hot water and put it in the dryer - I had invited two friends from work over for dinner so O still needed to look cute!! Brian made biscuits and fake bacon for breakfast. We sat O in his highchair and gave him some, and a little bit more formula since he had pretty much not ingested any the first time. He picked at his breakfast and barfed all over it. Eeeeexcellent.

He was pretty good the rest of the day but was starting to have some diarrhea. Friends came over, we ate, O went to bed, we hung out, it was fine.

Next day O has major diarrhea. And Brian starts puking. And puking. Oh great.

Friday and Saturday alone, I think Owen went through about 10 pairs of pants. Brian was in bed all day both days. Obviously, we cancelled our plans. He's moving around a little bit today, but not much. Owen is still sick. We're already on our second pair of pants, and its only noon.

So there was not so much sipping of champagne and scrapbooking and hanging out with friends happening this weekend. There was a lot of grumpy babies and messy pants and sleeping husbands and trips to the store for Gatorade and Pedialyte (O is not a fan). I did get some Christmas shopping done and ordered our Christmas cards, so at least some progress was made.

And so far I have not gotten the horrendous stomach bug. Fingers crossed!!

In other news, O is steadily getting better at walking.

Hope you had a nicer weekend than we did!

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Perfect Mommy Night

See if you can identify the components of a Perfect Mommy Night in the photo below:

Saturday, November 10, 2007

2 years

Today is the two year anniversary of when my brother died.

This morning we all got together by phone with my dad and Jim, who were at the cemetary. We shared Ed stories over the phone, and they poured a beer over his grave. And I drank a beer for lunch.

Owen celebrated Ed's memory by taking a 3.5 hour nap.

It is hard to believe that we have gotten to this point already - two years later! That morning, I was so unsuspecting of how my life was just about to change forever.

So many things have changed in these two years. We have made lots of new friends, lost some people who turned out not to be friends after all. We decided to start having children, got pregnant and had Owen, who is almost a year old. Jim has a new (well... new in the last two years) girlfriend who we love and they bought their first house. My cousin got married, as did Herryn. We have gone on lots of trips to visit friends and family, and have had lots of friends and family come to visit us. We got Jasmine.

It has been a rough time, but a lot of wonderful things have happened too. I wish that Ed had been here to see them.

Friday, November 09, 2007

Knowing the exact instant we get frost

The other night, Brian and I were sleeping snugly in our bed when we were awoken by some unidentified beeping. It woke up Owen too - CURSES! It was 5:30 am, and he's a light sleeper from 5 onwards! Anyhow, we finally figured out what it was: our newish indoor/outdoor thermometer. We got it this summer sometime so that we would always know how freaking hot it was outside. Apparently it has an alarm on it to tell you when the temperature goes down below 37 degrees (Farenheit, for our UK readers). Who cares!! I am sleeping. What am I going to do, run out and cover my (non-existent) roses with blankets? If I cared that something was frost-sensitive, wouldn't I take care of it BEFORE I WENT TO SLEEP?

We couldn't figure out why it had come on because there was no obvious indicator on the thermometer that there was a low-temp alarm on. So it was difficult to turn said alarm off. I was hoping it was just a fluke, so the next night we went to bed and forgot all about it. Of course it was not a fluke, and the alarm went off at 1 am. Fortunately it only woke me up. Unfortunately, it woke me up. I couldn't get back to sleep. I was annoyed, so I just took the batteries out. So now we have no thermometer.

Thats okay, its cold (finally!). I don't need a thermometer to tell me that!

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Bento Boxes

Owen is eating table foods with us all the time now, and I am always running out of ideas as to what to make for him (usually same thing that we're eating, but this is not always suitable if we're eating something that doesn't translate well to finger foodness). Someone pointed me to a Flickr group about kids lunches. In there, people have annotated photographs of what they have sent for lunch for their kid that day. One person had these fantastic bento boxes that she makes. Check these out!! They're amazing.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Not a lot going on. We are totally geeking out watching the Jeopardy Tournament of Champions.