Tuesday, September 29, 2009

If I’m Going to Be a Stay-at-Home-Mom…


..then I might as well sit back, smile, and watch Finger-painting become FULL BODY-painting


(although I did draw the line when he wanted to take off his diaper and add some more body parts to the mix…)




Sure, it meant that I had to give Joseph a bath and then scrub down the tub, table, chair, floor…



but what else am I going to do?  Laundry?


Paint on, little man, paint on.


(PS :  Painting by spider-candlelight optional, but highly recommended.)


Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Halfway Point



Monday marked the halfway point in my pregnancy- 20 weeks!

Here is the belly shot that you have all been waiting for



And now, side-by-side with 15 weeks.

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15 weeks                                  20 weeks

I wish that I could say that I am wearing the exact same outfit on PURPOSE… but, sadly, I just happen to wear this outfit quite often.  Maternity clothes are slim pickings around here- but I’m holding out until colder weather to buy new ones!!


I was thinking last night, while brushing my teeth, that I can really hardly believe that I am halfway through. 

I love being pregnant, and it seems like the time has just flown!

And, then I remembered.

THIS half of the pregnancy involves LABOR!! and CHILDBIRTH!!



But, then I remembered something else.

It also involves this:

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(Joseph, 12 hours old.)

Bring it on!!


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Awkward Times Call for Awkward Conversations


( If you are a man, you might want to go ahead and skip this post.)



Vaginal exam.


There, that probably cleared the blog of any stray males!


If you are a woman, chances are pretty good that you’ve had one.

If you are pregnant, you get the distinct honor of getting your business checked out on a regular basis. 

And if you’ve ever been far enough pregnant to have your cervix checked…well.. it’s taking the exam to a whole new, much more intimate, up-to-your-forearm kind of level.


So, besides the obvious, here is my problem with vaginal exams.

It’s not like the doctor walks in and goes straight at you.

No, there’s some conversation, question and answer time…foreplay, if you will.

Therefore, when it comes time for the exam, I am usually in the let’s-chat-and-be-best-friends kind of groove.


So, here’s my question:

When the actual exam begins…do you:

a) Stop talking and continue the exam in silence? 


b) Continue talking as if nothing is happening? (even though you both know that something is.  Something really, really is.)

And…what if you are in the middle of a sentence?  Should you stop what you are saying and wait in silence for her to be done?  And then do you pick back up again where you left off?


I usually shoot for option b). 

Although, for me, it is more like I begin a string of awkward babbling that continues throughout the exam. 

As if to say, “This is normal.  Everything is normal.  Nothing awkward here!” 


Here is how my last exam-time-conversation went down:

(Keep in mind that my voice raises in pitch, and increases to about twice it’s normal speed.  Oh, and insert lots of awkward giggles.  That’ how I roll.)


Me:  “So, do you have any kids?”  (I hadn’t seen this nurse practitioner before.)

Nurse:  “Yes, one daughter.”

Me:  “Oh, How NIIICCCEE!!” (Is it?  Is it reeaaally?)  “What’s her name?”

Nurse:  “Addison.”

Me:  “Oh, I LOOOOOOOVE that name!  How cool, and kind of unusual!”

Nurse:  “Actually, it’s really popular now.  We didn’t know that when we named her.”

Me:  “Really?  Haha.  Yeah, who knew???!!!!!!  Growing up, I didn’t know many Caitlins, but now the name is everywhere and it’s no big deal to me, so I bet that she won’t mind very much…haha……”

Nurse:  “I have actually never met a Caitlin spelled like your name.  Usually, I see Katelyn.  Is yours an original spelling?”

(Does this mean that she suspects that perhaps my parents made it up?)

Me:  “Well, Caitlin is the original Gaelic spelling.  It is actually Gaelic for Catherine, which is my mom’s twin sister’s name, so it is kind of like being named after her…haha”

(At this point, we are right in the thick of the exam, so clearly I cannot stop talking…)

…and my parents saw the name on a show called Air Wolf, and they really liked it.  And they didn’t know any other way to spell it.  Plus my sisters names start with C…..”

(Continue babbling for several minutes during which time I tell her my entire life story.)

Nurse:  “Seems like you probably had to spell it A LOT!!! That must have been frustrating.”

Me:  “Haha.  Yeah, a little.  In fact I have a blog…”

(Babble, babble, babble.)

Me: “But, Addison.  I like that!!  Kind of like Maddison, without the M!”

Nurse:  “Actually, we spell it Adisynnn.”

Silence.  Dreaded Silence.

She was giving me a hard time about how MY name was spelled?

I do some approving nodding, and a little more awkward laughter for good measure.

Me:  “Well, it is always fun to stand out in a crowd!  She will be different from all of those other Addisons, that’s for sure…hahaha…”


And, scene.


Maybe next month, I can tell her the story of how my parents met. 

And how I met Brian. 

And all of my teachers’ names starting from Kindergarten.


Thursday, September 17, 2009

New Poll

Another new poll for you darlings regarding the name of our next child.

I know that everyone has opinions about Baby names!! :)

Regarding Bodily Functions…and Brownies


Joseph has been showing some signs that he is getting ready for potty training.

And by “signs” I mean saying “Poop”, taking off his diaper, and pooping on the ground.


Finally, on Tuesday, when he said “Poop!” I decided that I had to get my rear in gear and I rushed him to the potty.

And He did it!! 

Well…kind of. 

He actually PEED in the potty and since I wasn’t prepared I didn’t tuck down anything (people who have boys know what I mean), and so he actually peed straight at me.

And then pooped in the diaper that I put on him afterwards.

But, hey, we’ll count it!!


So, we rushed right out to Target and got that kid some big boy undies!


(Which make him very fast- or “PAST!!” according to Joseph)



Joseph proceeded to spend the remainder of the day peeing in his underwear for a change. 

It’s going to be a long road, but apparently it is one that I have to travel….


Speaking of bodily functions, I have had the pleasure of acquiring a bladder infection this week. 

(I think that the proper phrase is “Urinary Tract Infection,” but doesn’t that just scream URETHRA?)

This little number brings about all sorts of fun symptoms:

frequent contractions (don’t worry, I had a nice little cervical check-BONUS!- by my doctor and everything is fine), increased urination, burning sensation…perhaps I am entering the realm of over-share?

So, instead of telling you how I made these fantastic Cheesecake Brownies in a Culinary Adventure, I am just going to direct you to the website that I copied the recipe from and go sit on the toilet for a while.


(PS Don’t tell, but I used a MIX for the brownies, and then just followed her recipe for the cheesecake topping.)


Monday, September 14, 2009

Sunday Afternoon



This is how yesterday afternoon went down:

-I was playing in a “fort” that I had made with Joseph.

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and I started to get bored (a white sheet over chairs can only hold my interest for so long, you understand.)

Then, I started thinking about all of the things that I needed to get done around the house.

Perfect time to pass on the Joseph-baton to Brian.

But, unfortunately, he was busy doing this.


So, I started singing “Cat’s in the Cradle” by Guns and Roses until he closed his laptop. (Isn’t he so lucky to have me as a wife?)

and then I told Joseph to “Go Get Daddy!”

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They moved it on out to the backyard for some home-made slippin’ and sliding.



(clapping for Daddy)


And I was un-bored and got the house clean.  (While watching the cuteness from my air-conditioned kitchen.)

What a perfect Sunday afternoon.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

It’s a….



I had my big ultrasound last Wednesday, and I am happy to announce that we are going to be having another



We are so thrilled!

Everything looked great and normal.  It was so cool to see an actual BABY in there! 

We got to see his little feet, his legs kicking, his hand rubbing his face…adorable.

I spared you all the “money shot” from between the legs, but I will assure you all that we are positive that it is a boy. 

In fact, the tech was measuring something else entirely, when I said, “Oh, I just saw a penis.”  So there you have it. 

Number 2 is pretty big for his age, much like Joseph was. 

So, the bad news is that it looks like I will probably have to push out another 8pound 11 oz-er from YOU KNOW WHERE.

The good news is that these measurements will add some weight to my argument when I tearfully throw myself on my OBGYN at 39 weeks and beg for an induction.

We now return to our regularly scheduled program…



Hello my dears.

I am back.

And I am going to try my darndest to get back into the blogging swing of things.

You see, Brian and I have plowed through 5 Seasons of LOST in just a few weeks.

Sad, really.

It has consumed my every thought, conversation, and spare moment in the evening.

I find myself pondering questions like, “How early can you put a child to bed without it being child abuse?” and “Do I REALLY need to do the dinner dishes?”

(“7:30” and “No”, for those of you who are wondering.)

But, now we are almost finished- just a few episodes to go-, and I find myself wondering, “What next?”

You, my loyal blog.

You, and lots of Candy Corn.