Archive for the ‘Such is Life’ Category

Great Day

Filed under: Kaelin,Koren,Parenting,Such is Life — Amy @ 6:39 pm

Today was a great day.  Except for the part where I took Koren to my 6-week postpartum doctor appointment and he cried through the entire thing.  He was a great sleeper throughout the rest of the day though, so that’s a tradeoff I was willing to make.  Any day where Koren sleeps more than he fusses is automatically a great day.

Need a sitter?  I discovered this site called Sitter City, where you can post a request for a sitter and people respond.  You can view their profiles, picture, experience, references, reviews from past clients, even background checks, to see if they would be a good match. 

I posted a job describing my kids and what I was looking for, and within hours had several responses from interested sitters.  Today I interviewed a girl who is going to be helping me with my kids over the next few weeks so I can get some work done.  Kaelin seemed to really like her and I think it will work out well.

This is such a great resource for me because I really hate asking friends to babysit (especially since most of y’all have your own kids to deal with), and I was especially concerned about how I was going to make any progress on a big work assignment that has a rather pressing deadline hanging over my head.  Unfortunately, my work projects aren’t easily done in 15-minute increments, so it’s difficult for me to put in the time I need when either or both of the kids need my attention all day.

This evening we spent several hours putting together a room full of furniture that arrived for Kaelin.  Since we migrated her furniture into the nursery, her room was a bit bare and I was really running out of places to put her clothes.  I should have taken pictures, it turned out really cute and I’m very pleased with the quality of the furniture (but man, is it heavy!). 

It’s a whimsical furniture set, almost Dr. Seuss-esque, and she really seems to like it.  Perhaps I’ll get some pictures taken tomorrow.  I really enjoyed transforming her room.  It looks like such a “big girl” room now.  And big props to Jens, who did most of the work, while I held Koren to keep him happy.  I do a lot of holding Koren these days…  I’ve officially learned my lesson about bragging early-on about how low-maintenance my baby is.

Random Tidbits

Filed under: Kaelin,Koren,Parenting,Such is Life — Amy @ 8:54 am

Bullet points today because I don’t have enough to say to make a “real” entry.

  • I don’t consider the word “hyper” to be a particularly complimentary term.  I therefore wouldn’t strike up a conversation with a complete stranger by commenting that her child is “hyper,” especially in a setting where kids are SUPPOSED to be running around. Apparently the woman at the mall play center felt differently.  I didn’t know how to respond to that since I don’t really think Kaelin is “hyper.”  I think she’s TWO.  But whatever.
  • Speaking of things I’ve been told by women at the mall… apparently it’s time to take my diet more seriously.  The store clerk asked me when my due date was.  Evidently she was too distracted by my still-protruding belly to notice that I was HOLDING MY BABY.
  • Kaelin is learning how to use a computer by herself.  She can now operate the mouse and has spent the last half hour entertaining herself with the Nick Jr. Stories and videos.  We expect her to finish building her first website by the end of the month.
  • Koren’s acne is starting to bug me.  It’s really bad.  All over his face and head and now it’s moving down to his shoulders and chest.  It’s not the little whiteheads that Kaelin had for a few weeks – it’s those painful looking red bumps and splotches that teenagers with really bad acne get.  And it makes his skin really rough and crusty.  I hope it doesn’t scar.  I just wish it would go away.  He has such a sweet, beautiful little face underneath.
  • He’s starting to make baby noises.  They’re adorable.  The other day Jens cracked a joke and I kid you not, Koren let out what sounded like a giggle.  Ok, so he was asleep, but still.
  • We have been so spoiled lately.  We’ve had an outpouring of friends from our BF class bring us some rather delicious dinners over the past several weeks.  Thank you to everyone who has been so generous, we have thoroughly enjoyed the convenience and variety of having someone else cook for us!  And the desserts have pretty much sabotaged my diet, but they were totally worth it.  Mmmm…
  • That’s all for now.
  • Any Other Guys in Awe of Their Wives?

    Filed under: Such is Life — Jens @ 4:11 pm

    Okay, so I know that in general Amy does a lot of the posting around here. But sometimes, a guy has gotta chime in.

    I realize on a daily basis what a wonderful wife I have. The reasons vary based on the moment, and based on the day’s activities a huge breadth of things will bring it front of mind. Today was definitely one of those times, as I once again realize I could never – and I mean NEVAH – be a stay-at-home dad. I spend a full hour (gasp!) trying to pacify, feed, entertain and play with both kids at once and I’m ready to see if anyone on Craigslist is willing to trade an old couch for a couple of hellions. How does Amy do this all day?

    (Sidebar: this is the kids having a decent day, too. I can’t imagine the bad ones.)

    I love my kids. I’d do anything for them. I truly enjoy spending time with them. But I am realizing more and more how little patience I have to deal with their…well…kid-hood at times.

    Which brings me back to my original point. Guys, our wives are awesome. Mine most of all, of course, but I’m a bit biased. I love my wife, and I love the way she loves our kids. Sometimes, she is able to love them in ways that I feel like I cannot. But, I guess that’s why we’re different and compliment one another.

    She does the patience thing, and I do the giant leaps off the staircase.

    Color Me Flabbergasted

    Filed under: Are You Kidding Me?,Such is Life — Amy @ 8:12 pm

    Today I left Kaelin with my mom and Koren with Jens, and went on an outing to get my hair done.  Since I only get my hair cut about twice a year, and since I always color/highlight it myself, the chance to get out by myself to have it professionally done was a special treat.  A special treat that I shall not be repeating, like, EVER AGAIN.

    I had a gift certificate to the salon and decided to get some highlights done as well.  They turned out ok, though I’m a little disappointed because I was under the impression that the point of highlights was so you could SEE THEM.  Apparently the stylist thought I was going for the subtle “I Paid Big Bucks for Nothing” look.  In fact, they’re so scarce that it almost looks like strands of gray hair rather than actual highlights. 

    Because that’s what I needed for a visual pick-me-up after having a baby – GRAY HAIR.

    The stylist that cut my hair was someone I’ve never met before.  I really like my usual stylist but she moved to another salon, a salon I didn’t have a gift certificate for, and I was forced to make my appointment with the dreaded “whoever is available.”  He was fast, which was nice, and the haircut is alright.  But sort of mediocre.

    And then I went to check out and the receptionist says “That will be $270, please.”

    I stared at her, thinking surely I had misheard her.  $270 for highlights and a haircut?  Is that a joke? 

    No.  Unfortunately, it wasn’t.  I handed her my gift certificate hoping that somehow by the grace of God a mathematical miracle would occur.  But no, I still owed a whopping balance.  I could feel the blood drain from my face as I handed her my card, the stabbing wound as she swiped it and I could see the machine sucking the life out of my bank account.

    It’s really a good thing that we have such sweet friends bringing meals to us recently, because I think my hair just ate up our food budget for the rest of the month.  Though I suppose that will make the dieting a little easier.

    But one thing’s for sure.  From now on my hair color is coming out of the box from Walgreen’s.

    Feed Me Seymour

    Filed under: Such is Life — Amy @ 5:08 pm

    I have birthed a binge-eating bottomless pit.  Either that or he has a tape worm.  Every day I am in constant awe at how someone so small can eat so much. 

    He’ll nurse (both sides) and then take a 2 oz. bottle of formula at every feeding – and then he’s hungry again in an hour and a half.

    It’s starting to show in his cheeks – all of them.  He now looks completely different than he did a couple of weeks ago.  His face is rounder and he’s actually filling out his clothing.  He has officially grown out of the preemie sizes in both clothing and diapers.  And he may grow out of the newborn diapers soon.

    He’s more of a leisurely eater than Kaelin, which, in combination with the amount of feeding we do, means that we spend quite a bit of time sitting down for meals.  At first, this seemingly stagnant time just about drove me up the wall with boredom, but the procurement of a CD player with Harry Potter Audio Books has come to the rescue – especially during the middle of the night when I’m sleepy and every minute awake seems to last an hour.  However, it appears that I’m reading the books in reverse order, which leaves something to be desired in the overall scheme of the tale.  Note to self – next time, start with the first book in a series.

    He’s still sleeping quite a bit during the day, but not in any kind of reliable pattern, which is making it difficult to actually get any work done.  Invariably, the minute I sit down to work on a project, he wakes up and needs attention.  He’ll sleep peacefully in my arms, but wake up within five minutes of putting him down.  Kaelin was also a pro at that little maneuver.  How do they always know?

    Once the school year resumes and both kids are in Mothers Day Out 2 half-days per week, I will be able to resume a more stable work schedule.  I hate to admit this, but now that I’m a parent the idea of year-round school is starting to sound like a very favorable plan.

    In other news, I’m having a serious battle with pure, inexcusable LUST.  I don’t recall how I found out about THIS, but I wish I had never laid eyes on it.  It comes out in September and I find myself letting out a little sigh every time I look at that LCD.  And the ISO range – be still my beating heart!

    Speaking of things that make me sigh, Jens and I are on a diet.  Ugh.  I can no longer rationalize the fact that maternity clothes are the only ones that fit.  The pregnancy/baby weight is gone, and I am left with the excessive pounds of cookies I consumed during the 9 months when I could justify ignoring the bathroom scale.  Unfortunately, that same bathroom scale is back in charge, and – I’m finding – rather unforgiving.  Wish us luck.  Or rather, wish ME luck.  Dieting with someone who can lose 5 pounds by skipping a meal or adding in an extra jaunt to the mailbox can be a tad frustrating at times.  MEN.

    Postage

    Filed under: Such is Life — Amy @ 7:36 am

    If you haven’t received a thank you note from me, it’s because I’m a genius and put the wrong amount of postage on them.  The post office is mad at me and is actually bothering to return the letters for 1 cent additional postage.  The notes will be going out (again) soon.

    Mess

    Filed under: Family,Kaelin,Koren,Parenting,Peaves,Pets/Animals,Such is Life — Amy @ 7:25 pm

    Today Koren had his 2-day followup appointment which was really on his 5th day because the weekend interfered.  Things went well except it appears he’s developed a bit of jaundice and it took forever because after the appointment we had to trek to the hospital lab so they could extract blood from his heel, which he was none too pleased about.

    Before the appointment I picked him up to change his diaper and found that he was leaky.  I changed his clothes, changed his diaper, and immediately he peed again before I could be sure the new diaper was properly un-folded in the back and it leaked again.  So I changed him AGAIN, nursed him a bit and he promptly blew out some very enthusiastic and messy farts.  I delegated the 3rd changing of the diaper to Jens.

    At the appointment they had me strip him down to his diaper, and then he got cold so I picked him up.  Pee spilled out of his diaper and all over my shirt.  WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHY I EVEN BOTHER PUTTING DIAPERS ON THIS KID??? 

    I had brought a change of clothes for him, but didn’t expect to need one for myself so I spent the next few hours with a giant pee stain all over the front of my shirt.  Which wasn’t noticeable for long because as soon as we drove into the parking lot of the hospital lab, it started raining torrents.  I dropped my MIL off with Koren at the entrance and Kaelin and I made the journey through the parking lot (which more resembled a lake) and got totally soaked.  Our measly umbrella was no match for the flood waters pouring down on us and we spent a very soggy hour at the lab.

    When we got home I changed into a clean shirt and changed Koren’s diaper, which fortunately had NOT leaked this time.  Jens came into the room and I looked up at him.  When I looked back down at my baby, there was a stream of pee shooting over the side of the changing table.

    Koren got a bath.  I cleaned pee off the table, the floor and his ill-placed laundry hamper.

    Shortly before dinner, we were all up in the media room and Kaelin was getting out some energy running around and chasing the dog.  She fell and got a minor owie, but wanted to sit with me while she recovered.  And then she puked on me.

    We cleaned up and got her calmed down and she sat in my lap.  Apparently she was still in shock over the puking incident because she didn’t seem to notice that she was peeing on my leg. 

    We rushed to the potty to finish her business and as I was going downstairs to change my shorts I noticed that all the dirty puke tissues had been removed from the trash can and scattered around the floor.  There are times I wish we didn’t have a dog.  I cleaned up the mess and rushed downstairs before anybody else could pee, puke or poop on me.

    ANYBODY WANNA COME DO MY LAUNDRY?

    Then tonight I was home alone with both kids while everyone else went to get dinner and I let Kaelin watch some Veggie Tales.  Toward the end of the show, I came up behind her and bent down to kiss her on the cheek.  She looked up at me and smiled. 

    “Mom, you’re the BEST.”

    And for that moment, I would do the whole day over again.

    Koren James has arrived

    Filed under: Such is Life — Jens @ 1:15 pm

    Our son, Koren James, has arrived and is happy and healthy.

    Pictures forthcoming, but our little dude was welcomed to the world about 2 hours ago, and all is normal with baby and mother. Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers.

    6lbs, 13oz
    20.75 inches long

    Open Letters

    Filed under: Such is Life — Amy @ 9:50 pm

    Dear CVS,

    I am not by any means a militant environmentalist. I recycle only when convenient, and use entirely too many paper towels. But even I must draw a line between a moderate amount of waste, and the absurd.

    Let’s talk receipts. Today I stopped in your store to purchase one item, and was handed a receipt well over 2 feet long. Which I promptly threw in the trash recycling bin once I got home.

    Two feet of paper to prove I purchased a single item. Doesn’t that sound a little ridiculous? I know you like to tack on unnecessary coupons to the end of the receipts but I cannot even imagine how much money your company spends buying and transporting all that paper nationwide. Probably enough to skip the coupons altogether and just lower your prices.

    I intend to start shopping at Walgreens when possible, even though it’s further from my house, because I feel like I’m saving an entire tree every time I go there.

    * * *

    Dear Tom Thumb,

    Please see above letter to CVS. Today I shopped in your store and left with over 7 feet of receipt and coupons. All of which immediately went into the trash recycling bin.

    Please stop giving me a phonebook’s worth of coupons for items I never buy. If I’m checking out with O Organics Peanut Butter, it does not make sense to give me a coupon for Jiff. It is just a waste of paper.

    * * *

    Dear Whole Foods,

    I just want to say how much I appreciate the fact that even though I buy upwards of $150 of groceries, I still walk away with a receipt no longer than my hand. Printing on the back of the receipt is a brilliant idea and I applaud you for your environmental consciousness. And also for the fact that I can actually fit your receipts in my purse. And thank you for not burdening me with 100 useless coupons every time I check out.

    However, you might want to take a lesson from Tom Thumb on the buggy-cart idea. Bringing my two-year-old to shop is a lot easier when she is distracted by the Fun! Buggy! Cart! Being located in the heart of Giant Family-Oriented Suburb, I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that there are more than 3 shopping moms in your store at any given time.

    Therefore, 3 buggy carts for 45 shopping moms is a rather unsatisfactory ratio. It is exponentially unsatisfactory to a certain two-year-old who has her hopes set on a buggy ride and must settle for a regular shopping cart ride instead. Suddenly the shopping trip becomes much more of an ordeal, especially since – while in a regular shopping cart – her little hands are at the perfect height for reaching out and grabbing things off the fruit stands and other shelves.

    Last week a bucket of meringue cookies found their way on to the check-out conveyor belt, which I did not realize until I got home and pulled them out of the bag.  Nobody in my family will eat meringue cookies.

    Please take a visit to Tom Thumb to observe their buggy-to-child ratio, as well as their new “TV Cart” buggies, which are very effective at distracting young children, to the point where they actually look forward to grocery shopping.

    Just don’t buy anything while you’re there, or you risk depleting a quarter of the rain forest with your receipt.

    Open Letters

    Filed under: Such is Life — Amy @ 6:11 pm

    Dear CVS,

    I am not by any means a militant environmentalist.  I recycle only when convenient, and use entirely too many paper towels.  But even I must draw a line between a moderate amount of waste, and the absurd.

    Let’s talk receipts.  Today I stopped in your store to purchase one item, and was handed a receipt well over 2 feet long.  Which I promptly threw in the trash recycling bin once I got home.

    Two feet of paper to prove I purchased a single item.  Doesn’t that sound a little ridiculous?  I know you like to tack on unnecessary coupons to the end of the receipts but I cannot even imagine how much money your company spends buying and transporting all that paper nationwide.  Probably enough to skip the coupons altogether and just lower your prices.

    I intend to start shopping at Walgreens when possible, even though it’s further from my house, because I feel like I’m saving an entire tree every time I go there.

    * * *

    Dear Tom Thumb,

    Please see above letter to CVS.  Today I shopped in your store and left with over 7 feet of receipt and coupons.  All of which immediately went into the trash recycling bin. 

    Please stop giving me a phonebook’s worth of coupons for items I never buy.  If I’m checking out with O Organics Peanut Butter, it does not make sense to give me a coupon for Jiff.  It is just a waste of paper.

    * * *

    Dear Whole Foods,

    I just want to say how much I appreciate the fact that even though I buy upwards of $150 of groceries, I still walk away with a receipt no longer than my hand.  Printing on the back of the receipt is a brilliant idea and I applaud you for your environmental consciousness.  And also for the fact that I can actually fit your receipts in my purse.  And thank you for not burdening me with 100 useless coupons every time I check out.

    However, you might want to take a lesson from Tom Thumb on the buggy-cart idea.  Bringing my two-year-old to shop is a lot easier when she is distracted by the Fun! Buggy! Cart!  Being located in the heart of Plano, I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that there are more than 3 shopping moms in your store at any given time. 

    Therefore, 3 buggy carts for 45 shopping moms is a rather unsatisfactory ratio.  It is exponentially unsatisfactory to a certain two-year-old who has her hopes set on a buggy ride and must settle for a regular shopping cart ride instead.  Suddenly the shopping trip becomes much more of an ordeal, especially since – while in a regular shopping cart – her little hands are at the perfect height for reaching out and grabbing things off the fruit stands and other shelves. 

    Last week a bucket of meringue cookies found their way on to the check-out conveyor belt, which I did not realize until I got home and pulled them out of the bag.

    Nobody in my family will eat meringue cookies.

    Please take a visit to Tom Thumb to observe their buggy-to-child ratio, as well as their new “TV Cart” buggies, which are very effective at distracting young children, to the point where they actually look forward to grocery shopping. 

    Just don’t buy anything while you’re there, or you risk depleting a quarter of the rainforest with your receipt.

    Not Cool

    Filed under: Pregnancy,Such is Life — Amy @ 1:45 pm

    DUDE.  I’M HOT.  And not in that “I feel sexy because I’m pregnant” way.  (BTW, is that for real?  Is there anyone out there who actually feels beautiful and sexy when they’re pregnant?  Because seriously?  I just feel like a cow.  MOO.)

    I’m hot because our air conditioner is busted.

    Great timing, right?  A holiday weekend, so nobody’s coming out to look at it until Tuesday. 

    A holiday weekend, in the now-early-summer Texas weather, when the temperature is in the mid-90’s. 

    A holiday weekend during Texas summer when I’m in the late stages of pregnancy so my body temperature is already 10 degrees above everyone else’s. 

    A holiday weekend in the Texas summer when I’m uber pregnant, AND WE HAVE COMPANY.

    Really, I couldn’t think of a better time for our air conditioner to go kaput.  This is Day 5 and I’m just about ready to look into nearby motels.  Maybe I could just sleep in the movie theatre.  Or Albertsons – they always keep that place at 55 degrees, which is usually why I specifically DON’T shop there.  Not sounding like such a bad idea right about now.

    Ice cream and snow cones, anyone?

    Any Day Now

    Filed under: Such is Life — Amy @ 12:42 pm

    I am a BeautiControl Consultant.  Well, in the loosest possible sense.  I have never signed up another consultant and have never sold a product outside my family (but do let me know if you need anything – I’ll include my discount).  I am merely a consultant for the discount on the products I use.

    The BeautiControl warehouse and shipping facility is located in RIGHT NEXT to the city in which we live.  Like, it would take me less than 10 minutes to drive there.

    And yet,  they will not let me pick up an order.  Instead, they insist that everything has to be FedExed.  And when you FedEx something, it never goes straight from Point A to Point B.  Here is the tracking information of all the places my current order has been so far, none of which are where I live:

    CARROLLTON, TX
    IRVING, TX
    HUTCHINS, TX
    DALLAS, TX

    I’ve never even heard of Hutchins, Texas.  Come on, FedEx, I need my products – like, YESTERDAY.

    About Me

    Hi. I'm Amy. I started this website in 2005 as a place to deposit my journal and photos. It has gone through a few incarnations and masquerades as a family site, but since I'm the only one who contributes to it, it's really all about ME, ME, ME.

    Latest Photos