Thursday, December 31, 2009
Max is a picky eater, To my dismay. More vegetables have been spit back onto me then have ever made it in Max's mouth. I've discovered that Max only likes finger foods or table foods. I think he doesn't like the texture of the mushy stuff. He does seem to like baby food pears. For the most part. Everyday is getting to be a battle. I'm trying all sorts of new things. I've wasted so much baby food. It gets frustrating. I want him to be healthy and eat those things that will be best for him. We're learning everyday. This morning I did get him to eat pieces of the york of a hard boiled egg. I had to put a cheerio on top of each bite so he would eat it. That might be my secret weapon for a while. I'll have to sprinkle everything with a cheerio, whole grain puffs, or yogurt melts. He really likes to snack on these.
Whenever Shaun and I eat. Max is on us like a vulture. He wants to eat what we have. Not mushy baby food. I've been introducing him to more finger foods. Will see how that goes. I get so stressed trying to make sure he's getting what he needs. Hopefully, We'll find a good balance. I don't want to feel like he's starving. He's a big boy who is moving around a lot. He needs to be nourished.
He hasen't been sleeping well. I'm afraid it's because he's starving. I also think he's going through separation anxiety. He needs to start sleeping through the night better. Or I might just lose my sanity all together. Being a mom is a full time job. Trying to discover how, what, and when to do everything is a heavy work load. That is still the best thing in the world. Being Max's mom is the best reminder of how blessed I am. He's our little/BIG miracle. :)
Here's a video at one of my atempts to feed Max. My little picky eater.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
I wasen't in a hurry so I took my place in one of the lines and waited.
Then one of the checkers came to me and said, "I can help you over here." Wonderful! I follow her to her register. When I get there I see the sign above the register. Express lane, 20 items or less. Uh-Oh, I don't belong in this line. I tell her that I defiantly have more then 20 items. She tells me that's just fine. She's helping to get the lines through.
This sounds great. Until people start getting in line behind me. People who actually have 20 items or less. It was so embarrassing. Here I am trying to load all of my things on the little counter, No conveyor belt in the express lane. I had to wait for her to ring up some of my items and bag them. Then I could put more things up to be scanned through. I felt like such an idiot! The people behind me were probably thinking the same thing to themselves.
It's a good thing that Max was with me. He was smiling at all the people behind us, being really friendly, and making them smile.
Otherwise, There could have been a riot! It was a relief to roll away with my cart full of goods. I didn't want anyone else looking at me like I was moron being in the express lane with a full cart.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
We had a great dinner and a great time.
Drew and Katee invited Ruby. She's an 81 year old widow. She was hilarious! She's from Mississippi. She's sweet and also feisty! It was fun having her with us. She made me laugh.
We had a spiritual message. It was very beautiful and heart warming. Then we opened one present. I opened a present from my sister Taunya. Thanks Taun! Drew also gave me a picture of himself doing Nacho Libra. It was so funny! He signed it with, "These are my recreational pants."
Max with his presents Christmas morning. ( At the bottom of this post is a video of Max's first Christmas morning.)
Our neighbors invited us over for a wonderful Christmas breakfast. Here's the kids waiting to start eating.
Then we headed down to Shaun's brothers house. Here we are getting ready for our brunch. It was delicious.
Max with his cousins. He was loving all the Christmas presents Santa had left for his cousins. He had fun playing with them.
Then we opened more presents. All for the kids. The adults decided instead of buying presents for each other. We would all go out for a nice dinner and a movie. On the 21st we all went to The Keg and then the movie, The blind side. It was a really fun night out.
I caught Shaun on tape saying, " Who is this from, My mom and dad or your mom and dad." Because the present said, "To Max from mom and dad. " I had to correct him laughing. "Form Max's mom and dad!" (ha, ha) You'll also have to excuse my annoying baby voice! Now that I've heard how bad it is on tape. I'll be working on it! :)
Thursday, December 24, 2009
I resisted eating the whole plate of yummy goodness. Because I'm doing the biggest loser contest. I'm trying not to over indulge.
The next day. I went out to the store. When I came home. All that was left was the plate and Saran wrap. The plate was completely wiped clean, Or licked clean. I had mistakenly left the plate too close to the edge of the table. My two canine beasts, couldn't resist the yummy goodness. Because they know that this is bad to do. I had to punish them and kick them outside. Or put them in, What we call the "penalty box" Which is Shaun's office. I'm sure they have no idea why I was yelling and stomping them out the door, While waving this plate up and down in my hand.
What do you think? Are they good dogs for doing this? Or are they bad dogs? I think their both.
While I was making the bags. I ran out of M&M's. While I was gone. Shaun went and got more M&M's. He then made up the bags. With scroll and bow. I was impressed. Until I came home and what do I find in the bags? REGULAR colored M&M's. Ahhhhhh! The horror of it! Why would you get regular colored M&M's? When you can find.........festive......red and green M&M's.......everywhere!! Why do men have no festive sense? I'm almost tempted to write a note with the bags that have regular colored M&M's. That would read, "Sorry the M&M's are the regular colored ones. I realize that you can buy the festive, Christmas colored M&M's everywhere. It's Shaun's fault." ;)
The growing apathy of the village folks saddened him. "If only there was some way to get them back to the church." Brother Bachman continued to work the dough and ponder his dilemma. As he was finishing up the last loaves of bread, he was suddenly struck with a most original idea. He thoughtfully gathered up the leftover dough and began to form pencil-like strips, which he then twisted into a shape that looked like a child's arms folded in prayer. "Ah! a Pretiola!" he declared, which in Latin meant little reward.
He opened the bakery window and called out to the children. "Come in, come in say your prayers, and I will give you a Pretiola!" It didn't take much convincing. Soon each child had learned a prayer and proudly received a "little reward." Rushing home, the children excitedly told their parents. Word of Brother Bachman's idea soon spread through the village, and children and parents alike visited the chapel to receive a Pretiola.
One child proudly placed his Pretiola on the small church's Christmas tree. Not to be outdone, the others followed. Soon the entire tree was beautifully decorated with this unique symbol of their achievements. The Christmas Prayer Service that year was especially festive and bright. The church was filled with families once again. And as the cheerful voices rose in prayer and song together, Brother Bachman smiled joyfully and thanked the Lord for little rewards.
The Pretiola soon found its way into Germany and Austria. It became a symbol of excellence used to reward worthy accomplishments as the church and youth programs flourished.
Through the centuries, Pretiola became known as "Pretzel" as we know it today, and decorating the Christmas tree with Pretzels became a special family tradition that continues. Thanks to Brother Bachman's bakery inspiration.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Here's some pictures of some of the animals. The pictures aren't the best. Enjoy!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
I tease him that I might just be his first costumer after all this. I might need some counseling.
I'm really impressed with Shaun and his ability to do all this with such a great attitude. Because as for myself, I'm a stress case. So I would not be handling things as well as he does.
Shaun has been working 50 hours a week plus the immense amount of work for his masters.
And be a husband and father. He does all of this really well. I'm amazed at how well he's been able to juggle all this. Again, If it were me, I would be a mess with stress!
I do love to hear about the things he's learning. It's all really interesting. I think Shaun would be an outstanding counselor. He really is a great listener with a lot of wisdom and empathy. I hope the work doesn't get to be too much. Or be to emotionally draining. Some of the case studies are really had to hear. We defiantly live in a fallen world. But, As Shaun and I like to say, "At least your trying to help and do something to help mend things."
So the phrase of the week is, "When will you be coming home?"
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
We went to Riverview and decided to try out Toby Keith's bar and grill. It had some interesting things on the menu. Fried macaroni and cheese balls and.................Deep fried Twinkies!! It sounded so disgusting to me. Shaun thought he had died and gone to heaven. He once told me he wanted to get a deep fryer. Gross. We laughed. It was fun. About the deep fryer. I told Shaun that Max and I wanted him around for a long time. No deep fryer.
After dinner, We walked around outside. Passing shops and going into some. Holding hands and talking. It was a little chilly, So I ended up holding on to Shaun's arm and snuggling myself close to him. It was nice.
Then we saw a beautiful Clydesdale horse pulling a sleigh with no other then Santa Claus aboard. It made me smile. I loved it. They were giving free rides. The sound of the horse trotting up and down the street and hearing Santa ask the kids riding with him, What they wanted for Christmas. Made me smile even wider. It all invoked such great memories and warmth. I snuggled Shaun even tighter. It was a really great night.
We've decided that no matter what. We have to do this at least once a week. A date with my mate. Alone. (insert BIG smile)
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Ireland is soon to be an older sister. Their having a little girl. I told them they should name her London. They really like the name but don't want to take the name from us.
I told them that we don't know when we're going to have another one (since we had to do in-vitro to get Max) and we don't want the name to go to waste. We would love it to go to someone we love already. :) Wouldn't that be cute to have sisters named Ireland and London?
The new babies name is going to be Saylor instead. So we'll hold out for maybe someday getting our very own London. :)
So my phrase of the week is falling behind. I might just have to call it phrase of the whenever I can get to it.
Do you recognize the image to the left. It's Goldie Hawn in the movie Overboard. I love this movie! It's a classic.
In the movie Goldie Hawn's charactor yells to her butler, "Andrew, Are you going to bring me a lemon or do I have to squeeze it from my hat?."
So Shaun and I have adopted this phrase.
This week I got in the tub! I use to love the tub and spend hours in it reading. That does not happen anymore. Wonder why?
Anyway, I had to get in the tub because a girls got to shave her legs sometime.
When I got in the tub I started to get really thirsty. I get it quite steaming in there so I won't get razor burn.
I asked Shaun if he could bring me a glass of water.
Time goes by and it looks like Shaun has forgotten my request. So in my best impersonation of Goldie Hawn's character I yelled, "Shaun are you going to bring me some water or do I have to squeeze it from my hat?."
I did get the water and I even got a chuckle from Shaun. :)