I am prepublishing this so far in advance I'll probably forget all about it by the time it comes out (hah! yah right!)
You see, today something occurred that has left me filled with guilt. Racked with torment. In endless agony. Well, not really. But I feel like it should.
Because I'm pregnant.
Yup! After 23 months of wanting to be, it finally happened.
But today (June 9) I'm only barley six weeks along. I've only known for 3 days. The only person in the world that knows is my husband.
And my dentist.
Yuck! My dentist is the next person I get to tell?!?!?!? Before my friends? Before my family? BEFORE MY MOM!?!?!?!?!?!?
But I had a dentist appointment this morning. And they wanted to take Xrays. But they first ask if any medical conditions have changed so they are still safe. So I had to tell them the news.
But man. As much as I like the guy, he wasn't the next person I wanted to tell!
Sorry Mom. You know I wanted to tell you next. But most likely I'll end up telling Happy Mom, since I'll need her recommendations for a new OBGYN. Since my first appointment will need to be just a few weeks after we move across the country. (insert feelings of apprehension here)
And I really, REALLY hope I told everyone in my family before this comes out. But if I missed you, please don't be offended. Just know it's my crazy mommy brain coming out. Again. And I still love you more than my luggage.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Did my girl have a lobotomy?
'cause I swear she's a completely different girl since we moved.
Maybe this needs some background information. You see, Girly-Lou is a wimp. That's not the nicest thing to say about your stinkin cute daughter, but it's also the truth. The first thing she was ever terrified of- bubbles. Now, granted, she was only 10 months old, but still, what kid is scared of blowing bubbles. She has a very hard time with perseverance, and in all honestly, most days would make a perfect queen. To be able to sit there and have every whim granted by servants so she never had to lift a finger - yah, she's all over that.
Other things she has been scared/terrified of:
the vacuum
sand
dogs
birds
cats
skunks (not that she's ever actually seen a real one)
failure
new shoes
anyone with a beard
any stranger
any family member she hasn't seen in more than 2 days
anything that can move on its own, especially if it has 4 or more legs, including on occasion, crawling babies.
You can see some of these are normal things. But others (new shoes anyone?), not so much.
Which would be why I was totally shocked when this happened:
That would be my scared-of-babies daughter holding a hermit crab. She was in heaven. No fear whatsoever. Let him crawl all over her and just sat there with that satisfied smile on her face. Buddy was fascinated, but was not going to touch that thing with a 10 foot pole.
And then last night, when I thought they were asleep, she comes downstairs holding something between two fingers. "Mom, this was in my hair." Me, thinking it was a rock or a leaf or something said, "what is it". "Um, I don't know", as she shoves it in my face. It was totally a bug. Some flattish brown kind the size of my fingernail that I've never seen before. And the legs were still moving. No fear at all, just calmly showing me this bug that was sleeping with her.
Maybe I can grow a spider smasher yet.
Maybe this needs some background information. You see, Girly-Lou is a wimp. That's not the nicest thing to say about your stinkin cute daughter, but it's also the truth. The first thing she was ever terrified of- bubbles. Now, granted, she was only 10 months old, but still, what kid is scared of blowing bubbles. She has a very hard time with perseverance, and in all honestly, most days would make a perfect queen. To be able to sit there and have every whim granted by servants so she never had to lift a finger - yah, she's all over that.
Other things she has been scared/terrified of:
the vacuum
sand
dogs
birds
cats
skunks (not that she's ever actually seen a real one)
failure
new shoes
anyone with a beard
any stranger
any family member she hasn't seen in more than 2 days
anything that can move on its own, especially if it has 4 or more legs, including on occasion, crawling babies.
You can see some of these are normal things. But others (new shoes anyone?), not so much.
Which would be why I was totally shocked when this happened:
That would be my scared-of-babies daughter holding a hermit crab. She was in heaven. No fear whatsoever. Let him crawl all over her and just sat there with that satisfied smile on her face. Buddy was fascinated, but was not going to touch that thing with a 10 foot pole.
And then last night, when I thought they were asleep, she comes downstairs holding something between two fingers. "Mom, this was in my hair." Me, thinking it was a rock or a leaf or something said, "what is it". "Um, I don't know", as she shoves it in my face. It was totally a bug. Some flattish brown kind the size of my fingernail that I've never seen before. And the legs were still moving. No fear at all, just calmly showing me this bug that was sleeping with her.
Maybe I can grow a spider smasher yet.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Imagination: a play
Scene: two kiddos, playing in the bathroom, after examining their sucker coloured tongues in the mirror.
Boy, pointing with his blue sucker: Wha! Wha! Wha! Mommy, it hurt me!
Girl, pointing back with her red one: Baby! hang on, you can make it!
Boy: Momma! Buddy hurt me. He bite me.
Girl: It will be ok. Mommy is here.
Boy: Ahh! My head fell off!
Girl: Then die! Just go die now. Go put the stick in the garbage, and that's how you die.
Boy: Oh, Ok. ahh! I die now. I go die.
Yes, my kids have discovered imaginative play. I don't ever remember making my suckers into Mommy and Baby characters. And I really don't know if at 4 I would have thought that if my baby sucker was now headless, it must be dead. At least Buddy is willing to go along with it.
Boy, pointing with his blue sucker: Wha! Wha! Wha! Mommy, it hurt me!
Girl, pointing back with her red one: Baby! hang on, you can make it!
Boy: Momma! Buddy hurt me. He bite me.
Girl: It will be ok. Mommy is here.
Boy: Ahh! My head fell off!
Girl: Then die! Just go die now. Go put the stick in the garbage, and that's how you die.
Boy: Oh, Ok. ahh! I die now. I go die.
Yes, my kids have discovered imaginative play. I don't ever remember making my suckers into Mommy and Baby characters. And I really don't know if at 4 I would have thought that if my baby sucker was now headless, it must be dead. At least Buddy is willing to go along with it.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Day 10
Whew. Finally caught up. I love that I actually sort of have a clue how to make my pictures cool now. Photoshop is so much more annoying to use than my usual program, but it also has a lot more possibilities.
Girly-Lou actually took this picture. Pretty good, huh!
Girly-Lou actually took this picture. Pretty good, huh!
Day 9
9 was edge burn. I'm not too sure I like it on this photo. I think I still need to play with it a bit.
And yes, this is my cute family. This was a year and a half ago, the day of Girly-Lou's 3rd birthday. So now you have an actual picture of me. (although I really hate my nose in this shot. It doesn't usually look quite that . . .big. Does it?)
And yes, this is my cute family. This was a year and a half ago, the day of Girly-Lou's 3rd birthday. So now you have an actual picture of me. (although I really hate my nose in this shot. It doesn't usually look quite that . . .big. Does it?)
Day 6
This one was doing a vintage "through the viewfinder" look. It was kind of fun to combine some techniques.
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