Went to our first week of 1:00 church and it was absolutely just as miserable as everyone had said it would be. Lucky for us Alaska is super amazing and I put her down for a nap at 11 instead of 12 and she slept until 12:45 when we woke her up to go. I had her bathed and dressed before I put her down and I only needed to slip a headband over her hair to make it look cute enough. I don't think we'll get that lucky every week.
The ward had asked the YW to sing during sacrament for ward conference which was today. It went fine, besides the fact that we had all the confident music readers on one side of the pulpit and the rest of us on the other side. Somehow that happened and it was weird because you could totally tell that our side was kind of echoing the other side since we didn't know when to come in and when to stop, lol. Comical I guess, lol, next time we'll do better at splitting the girls up.
Dominique's grandma was doing a surprise birthday dinner for her so we left right after church to get there at 4:30. We had Hawaiian haystacks and I gave her a ticket to Mindy Gledhill (who is coming to St Helens!!! To play at the columbia theater!!!) and some candy. She'll never suspect the surprise I have for her for her actual birthday. Balloons and cupcakes that I am taking to the school on Tuesday when I go to another basketball game and will leave in my mom's classroom for the next day. I am really excited about it.
While we were there we (John and me and my dad and Domo) played a marble game similar to Sorry! but with less mercy. It was really fun mostly because we had an audience cheering us on and because I learned the art of speaking to the dice. It really does work!
13th
Today has been a quiet day. Nothing on the calendar and Steven came home at lunch to leave me the car. One of the young women have been sick for about a week now and I am just finding time to take balloons and a couple of books over for her. I know I should have done that a long time ago but I just learned that she was taken to the er on wednesday on saturday and that she has a doctor appointment today. News just travels slow but I am glad that I know so that I can take something over for her.
Monday, January 13, 2014
11th
Alaska had stayed the night at Tamera's while we were on our date and I went and picked her up the next morning and hung out until I needed to leave for our next adventure.
Dropped Alaska off with my mom on my way to Longview to a painting workshop. It's a lady that has a little shop on commerce and sells chalk paint as part of her shop. She also lets people come in and paint their projects with her supplies and charges them a flat fee. That's my kind of awesome!
Her workshop included a few things to do with chalk paint, which is a lot! I had no idea it was so versatile and could be used for so much. We were all given a paint brush to use (which was SO amazing, best paint brush ever!) and three pieces of molding. We chose one dark, one light and one of our favorite colors to squirt out on our paper to work with. Wendy then instructed us on how what colors to use and we tried a few different techniques. It really turned out amazing and I was so completely in awe how different the colors became between the treatments we did on them. I signed up for the 201 class and am really excited to give it a try. I signed up for this class when I was painting our kitchen table and still have a few other projects to do that I could definitely benefit from with not having to buy a quart of paint to have hanging around and it would be fun to experiment with a few of the ideas we were taught on things that I am not totally attached to. I am so excited!
Alaska had been at the school watching John's basketball game and after I dropped by Pizza Hut for some lunch I ran up there just in time to watch Dominique's game.
*Side note about Pizza Hut. I LOVE that place. And I can't quite place why. Maybe it's because it's the first pizza I ever had since they do a lot with schools and getting kids to read and once you get your chart filled up then you can go get your own personal pizza for free. So it's got some sentimental feelings to it. As I sat waiting for my pizza I remember back in the day when that restaurant used to be smoking and no smoking. I never noticed it before, but looking at it now, who cares if you're sitting on the smoking or non-smoking side? There really wasn't anything but a wall barrier that didn't even go up to the ceiling. So ridiculous, lol. We would go with a family that had a boy my age and we had a lot of fun eating our pizzas together.
I studied my pizza as I ate it and it definitely has a different kind of cheese than most that I love a lot and also their crust much be cooked with butter on the pan or something because it wasn't overly greasy, although there was some oil or butter or something on the bottom that kept it from being too dry. Also, the crust has little holes in it. A much more 'airy and light' crust than some other places and I think that says a lot about why I love it so much. I should have gotten a medium pizza 'cause I could have kept eating and eating that thing. But I'll know for next time. Mostly I just wanted it done quickly because of my time.
I was exhausted that night when we got home and put Alaska to bed at 7 because she fell asleep in the car on the way home from the games and I snuck into bed right after her. Steven went a boy movie by himself and I tried to sleep but my stomach wasn't up for it and needed some coke to calm it down. Which is weird, but it's probably the caffeine. It helps with headaches, too, when tylenol doesn't quite do the job. Only, it's only coke that will work. The rest of the sodas are too sweet. And the coke has a cinnamon smell that I breathe in deep before each swallow that helps calm my stomach. Too weird, I know.
Dropped Alaska off with my mom on my way to Longview to a painting workshop. It's a lady that has a little shop on commerce and sells chalk paint as part of her shop. She also lets people come in and paint their projects with her supplies and charges them a flat fee. That's my kind of awesome!
Her workshop included a few things to do with chalk paint, which is a lot! I had no idea it was so versatile and could be used for so much. We were all given a paint brush to use (which was SO amazing, best paint brush ever!) and three pieces of molding. We chose one dark, one light and one of our favorite colors to squirt out on our paper to work with. Wendy then instructed us on how what colors to use and we tried a few different techniques. It really turned out amazing and I was so completely in awe how different the colors became between the treatments we did on them. I signed up for the 201 class and am really excited to give it a try. I signed up for this class when I was painting our kitchen table and still have a few other projects to do that I could definitely benefit from with not having to buy a quart of paint to have hanging around and it would be fun to experiment with a few of the ideas we were taught on things that I am not totally attached to. I am so excited!
Alaska had been at the school watching John's basketball game and after I dropped by Pizza Hut for some lunch I ran up there just in time to watch Dominique's game.
*Side note about Pizza Hut. I LOVE that place. And I can't quite place why. Maybe it's because it's the first pizza I ever had since they do a lot with schools and getting kids to read and once you get your chart filled up then you can go get your own personal pizza for free. So it's got some sentimental feelings to it. As I sat waiting for my pizza I remember back in the day when that restaurant used to be smoking and no smoking. I never noticed it before, but looking at it now, who cares if you're sitting on the smoking or non-smoking side? There really wasn't anything but a wall barrier that didn't even go up to the ceiling. So ridiculous, lol. We would go with a family that had a boy my age and we had a lot of fun eating our pizzas together.
I studied my pizza as I ate it and it definitely has a different kind of cheese than most that I love a lot and also their crust much be cooked with butter on the pan or something because it wasn't overly greasy, although there was some oil or butter or something on the bottom that kept it from being too dry. Also, the crust has little holes in it. A much more 'airy and light' crust than some other places and I think that says a lot about why I love it so much. I should have gotten a medium pizza 'cause I could have kept eating and eating that thing. But I'll know for next time. Mostly I just wanted it done quickly because of my time.
I was exhausted that night when we got home and put Alaska to bed at 7 because she fell asleep in the car on the way home from the games and I snuck into bed right after her. Steven went a boy movie by himself and I tried to sleep but my stomach wasn't up for it and needed some coke to calm it down. Which is weird, but it's probably the caffeine. It helps with headaches, too, when tylenol doesn't quite do the job. Only, it's only coke that will work. The rest of the sodas are too sweet. And the coke has a cinnamon smell that I breathe in deep before each swallow that helps calm my stomach. Too weird, I know.
This is Harder than I Thought
This writing every day. It's harder than I thought it was going to be. If Alaska doesn't take a nap one day or we're not home it doesn't get done. But I can keep it up. It's important to me and even if I can only do it for this one year of our young family's life, that will be a year recorded.
I've got a whole post for my dumb doctor's appointment. A whole rant and rave but I've got other things to talk about right now. Like how on Friday (10th) Steven had the day off and we went out on a real date. A grown-up date of a movie and dinner. I had read The Book Thief last year and fell in love with it. Absolutely best book ever, hands down. The descriptive writing in it is amazing. Talking about the sky after bombs had been dropped and fires had been burning, bringing lots of haze and smoke to an already cloudy day, "It was a boiling pot of tomato soup." And talking about a seedy old man, "His teeth elbowed each other for room." Brilliant, right? Not to mention the main character loves words. Can't get enough of them. Loves the stories they tell and loves the way they can describe an ordinary image and make it touchable.
The movie was only playing in select theaters and I didn't have the energy to think about it playing in Portland, but when my mom went and saw it in Vancouver and came back singing its praises I couldn't resist. I begged Steven to go with me. Not because I thought he would like it but because I loved the book so much I wanted to share it and knew he would never read it. It held its ground and will definitely be a movie we will be getting when it comes out even though we don't even own a tv to watch it on. I didn't have to hold my breath at the climaxes when you hope with all your heart everything will turn out ok because I remembered but Steven most definitely squeezed my hand harder in some parts than others as his wishes came through in his body language and once he had to lean over and ask, "He doesn't die, right?"
My mom summed it up correctly as a movie that makes you want to go back and read the book again. That good.
We went out to dinner at a Thai restaurant afterwards that was most definitely not the best I have ever had but it was nice to try something new. The place was constantly bubbling with people and we witnessed two senior double-dates. It was so sweet to see and cute when they all bought a dish but then split it four ways as they all tried a little bit of everything. Someday I will do that.
Afterwards we stopped by Target to get a few more things for Alaska and everything on the belt was pink. It was really exciting.
I've got a whole post for my dumb doctor's appointment. A whole rant and rave but I've got other things to talk about right now. Like how on Friday (10th) Steven had the day off and we went out on a real date. A grown-up date of a movie and dinner. I had read The Book Thief last year and fell in love with it. Absolutely best book ever, hands down. The descriptive writing in it is amazing. Talking about the sky after bombs had been dropped and fires had been burning, bringing lots of haze and smoke to an already cloudy day, "It was a boiling pot of tomato soup." And talking about a seedy old man, "His teeth elbowed each other for room." Brilliant, right? Not to mention the main character loves words. Can't get enough of them. Loves the stories they tell and loves the way they can describe an ordinary image and make it touchable.
The movie was only playing in select theaters and I didn't have the energy to think about it playing in Portland, but when my mom went and saw it in Vancouver and came back singing its praises I couldn't resist. I begged Steven to go with me. Not because I thought he would like it but because I loved the book so much I wanted to share it and knew he would never read it. It held its ground and will definitely be a movie we will be getting when it comes out even though we don't even own a tv to watch it on. I didn't have to hold my breath at the climaxes when you hope with all your heart everything will turn out ok because I remembered but Steven most definitely squeezed my hand harder in some parts than others as his wishes came through in his body language and once he had to lean over and ask, "He doesn't die, right?"
My mom summed it up correctly as a movie that makes you want to go back and read the book again. That good.
We went out to dinner at a Thai restaurant afterwards that was most definitely not the best I have ever had but it was nice to try something new. The place was constantly bubbling with people and we witnessed two senior double-dates. It was so sweet to see and cute when they all bought a dish but then split it four ways as they all tried a little bit of everything. Someday I will do that.
Afterwards we stopped by Target to get a few more things for Alaska and everything on the belt was pink. It was really exciting.
I Get That
Was fishing around on facebook and found this...
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/shanell-mouland/dear-daddy-in-seat-16c_b_4585865.html
And I get it. It made me tear up a little and I can only hope that Handsome Husband would be that patient and engaging.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/shanell-mouland/dear-daddy-in-seat-16c_b_4585865.html
And I get it. It made me tear up a little and I can only hope that Handsome Husband would be that patient and engaging.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
January 9th
All caught up. That feels nice. On the agenda today is my first doctor appointment to hear this little one's heart beat. Hopefully they'll have an ultrasound available but I'm not keeping my fingers crossed. The 20 week apt will have to cover that.
Did A LOT of errands today. It took us a little time to get started because I forgot that in order to print those awesome posters that I had to have a jump drive. Which I knew I had seen kind of lately, but really had no idea where. 45 minutes later after dumping two dresser drawers into boxes a I frantically shuffled through stuff I emerged from Alaska's room triumphant. I had also checked the car, the kitchen cupboard and each drawer of three dressers. Only two of those drawers proved too big of a mess to try shuffling stuff from one side to the other. I definitely need to clear those out.
Got her posters printed and they turned out darling! I am so excited to put them up. Cost me $15 each but they'll be used a lot.
Mailed a couple of packages, one including the hair that I cut off to donate to locks of love. I never even measured it. 'Cause when I opened the bag to pull it out I just about puked. Something about hair not attached to anything and pregnancy does not mix well. But I am sticking with 11.5 inches. And the poor lady could have cut off another inch but she was beyond nervous and as I sat there, she told me, "You know, once I cut it, it's really hard for me to put it back on." So I let her cut it where she was comfortable and then three weeks later went to another place and had them cut another inch off and shorten the back by two inches. Much cuter now and not so frumpy.
The other package was a book someone had mentioned wanting to read on facebook and I happened to have a copy of it. It was a one-time-read for me so I hapilly shipped it off, glad that it would have another read out of it instead of just sitting on my shelf.
Dropped off a bag of stuff at the senior thrift store and then ran over to one of the young women's houses and dropped off another bag of just clothes.
Almost thought about stopping at Houlton Bakery for some lunch but Alaska was yawning in the back seat and I knew I should get a move-on since if I made her go down any later than 12:30 her nap would slide into the time when we were supposed to getting in the car to go to this appointment. I am dropping her off at Tamera's pre-school on the way through scappoose and then will pick her up at the house.
And that's the day so far. It's so exciting! This birthday stuff.
Did A LOT of errands today. It took us a little time to get started because I forgot that in order to print those awesome posters that I had to have a jump drive. Which I knew I had seen kind of lately, but really had no idea where. 45 minutes later after dumping two dresser drawers into boxes a I frantically shuffled through stuff I emerged from Alaska's room triumphant. I had also checked the car, the kitchen cupboard and each drawer of three dressers. Only two of those drawers proved too big of a mess to try shuffling stuff from one side to the other. I definitely need to clear those out.
Got her posters printed and they turned out darling! I am so excited to put them up. Cost me $15 each but they'll be used a lot.
Mailed a couple of packages, one including the hair that I cut off to donate to locks of love. I never even measured it. 'Cause when I opened the bag to pull it out I just about puked. Something about hair not attached to anything and pregnancy does not mix well. But I am sticking with 11.5 inches. And the poor lady could have cut off another inch but she was beyond nervous and as I sat there, she told me, "You know, once I cut it, it's really hard for me to put it back on." So I let her cut it where she was comfortable and then three weeks later went to another place and had them cut another inch off and shorten the back by two inches. Much cuter now and not so frumpy.
The other package was a book someone had mentioned wanting to read on facebook and I happened to have a copy of it. It was a one-time-read for me so I hapilly shipped it off, glad that it would have another read out of it instead of just sitting on my shelf.
Dropped off a bag of stuff at the senior thrift store and then ran over to one of the young women's houses and dropped off another bag of just clothes.
Almost thought about stopping at Houlton Bakery for some lunch but Alaska was yawning in the back seat and I knew I should get a move-on since if I made her go down any later than 12:30 her nap would slide into the time when we were supposed to getting in the car to go to this appointment. I am dropping her off at Tamera's pre-school on the way through scappoose and then will pick her up at the house.
And that's the day so far. It's so exciting! This birthday stuff.
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
January 6,7, 8th
Where did I leave off. Monday.
6th: It was a long day. In fact, they've all been kind of long lately. Alaska's nap cut things in half nicely, but it always seems there are more hours to fill after her nap and before Steven gets home than there are from when she wakes up to when I put her down for a nap. Honestly though, the hours are the exact same. 4 on each side. The first 4 hours I spend cleaning and organizing and making breakfast. Then a two hour break and afterwards the house is clean, Alaska doesn't eat a very much lunch so we usually have fruit and yogurt, and then I have 3 hours and 45 minutes to kill. And I really do mean kill. Absolutely murder. They are the worst of the whole day. Mostly because I am worn out by that time and there's nothing much left to do inside since it's been cleaned top to bottom. Except lately. Lately I can only get one little thing done and usually that's just picking up and vacuuming because if my floors aren't clean than nothing is clean.
I did start back on my Feel Great in 8 plan. A new competition starts next week. I am not participating this time around, but I thought I would practice anyway. It's not so bad to eat healthy, really, and I have found that any white grain really kind of grosses me out. Brown and wheat really aren't that bad and it's an easy enough change that makes me feel like I am conquering the world. The down-side is that I can no longer enjoy a piece of retail pizza or burger because of the white flour used. Tragic, I know. I am making up my own rules as I practice, though. One, I am not going to beat myself up to go exercise if it's raining. Not worth it as this point. And two, I am not going to beat myself up for eating anything that's not on the plan like junk food and white grains. It's hard enough to make dinner and find something I am willing to eat. Basically, if it takes longer than 5 minutes to make, you can bet I am not going to eat it. I've already looked at it too long after that and can't fathom putting it down. We've been eating a lot of box dinners and frozen dinners. And that's ok. It's better than going out to McDonalds all the time.
We made it out for a walk that went longer than I anticipated and it became too dark to be out without reflective gear. We took the liberty of hiding out at the library until Steven got off work to come and get us.
7th: It was a nothing kind of day. I never changed out of my sweatpants and sweatshirt and never got around to putting a bra on. Alaska and I made it out for a walk between rain showers and she loved stomping in the puddles with her boots. We didn't have the stroller so she walked the whole hour and ten minutes we were out there. She's quite the trooper. Unfortunately she's had a case of runny poo and didn't tell me she was stinky. We got back to the house and her bum was red all over and starting to bump like little blisters were going to form. I slapped some vaseline on and after a lot of crying she calmed down as I rubbed it in and told her how much better it was going to feel.
Had a presidency meeting for young womens that night and walked out the door with no make-up, no bra, no scarf and a little bit of a head ache. I like presidency meetings better that are held to a dead-line because we hold them right before an activity or church or something but this one was at 8:00 pm on a Tuesday night. No one had anywhere to go and so we all stayed and chatted until 10:30. I was quiet and just did my best to hang on.
8th: It's already been a long day and we're only half-way through. I didn't get up until 9 and felt guilty the whole time letting Alaska watch her t.v. shows. I know I am not the worst mom and I know that I don't usually let her do that but it still felt horrible knowing her brains were getting eaten out. Made an omelette for breakfast and Alaska didn't even ask 'what's this' when she was chewing up onion and bell pepper in her egg. She just snarfed it down.
Made a few more birthday plans and a few more 'getting out and doing' plans. I am looking at gender neutral nurseries on pinterest right now. Something I should have realized with the first baby, "This is the one and only time you will be able to decorate a room without having to worry about two people sharing it. Go all out and make it as unique as you want."
Alaska's room right now is still red, teal and pink but I don't see it lasting into childhood like I had hoped. We're going to move again. That means more change and if everything is changing, why not change the colors, too? Or the addition of a baby boy into a little girl's room. How do you do that and make it look good with the size of the room we are working with? I have no idea, but I am going to give it a shot. If I ever get the energy. Oh, and I really have no idea if the baby is a boy or not, I suppose. No real proof, even though I am fairly certain. Even if it's a girl, her colors aren't supposed to be modern like Alaska's. I already know this next girl is going to be a little more history-bound and I was planning on doing vintage pastels with some architecture mixed in. So, either way, the red, teal and pink are going to have to move on. Just how quick?
I have a friend from elementary school who is doing her baby girl's room with the same color theme and it would be just so easy to hand down the few decorations I have collected with the colors to her. 1) I know they would be used for a couple more years at least 2) I wouldn't have to worry about finding any more red, teal and pink things. You have no idea how hard that was. If I had known how hard I don't know if I would have started. So I know this friend of mine would really appreciate it because I know how much I appreciated it when people found the colors I loved so much all together.
I really like the idea of neutral colors to please a boy and add some lace to please a girl. But everything like that seems to babyish. And too drab. I don't really know what I am going for, I guess, but I don't dare pin anything for fear that I tip everyone off that we've got another baby on the way. A baby bump has started to appear after a meal and I have my first appointment tomorrow. Not with the doctor though, with his assistant. I don't know how that works, but if I waste my time going in for them to tell me that I am in for a pap smear and a pee test I am going to be livid. I just had one done not even 6 months ago. I want an ultra-sound and a date set up for the 20 week ultra sound.
6th: It was a long day. In fact, they've all been kind of long lately. Alaska's nap cut things in half nicely, but it always seems there are more hours to fill after her nap and before Steven gets home than there are from when she wakes up to when I put her down for a nap. Honestly though, the hours are the exact same. 4 on each side. The first 4 hours I spend cleaning and organizing and making breakfast. Then a two hour break and afterwards the house is clean, Alaska doesn't eat a very much lunch so we usually have fruit and yogurt, and then I have 3 hours and 45 minutes to kill. And I really do mean kill. Absolutely murder. They are the worst of the whole day. Mostly because I am worn out by that time and there's nothing much left to do inside since it's been cleaned top to bottom. Except lately. Lately I can only get one little thing done and usually that's just picking up and vacuuming because if my floors aren't clean than nothing is clean.
I did start back on my Feel Great in 8 plan. A new competition starts next week. I am not participating this time around, but I thought I would practice anyway. It's not so bad to eat healthy, really, and I have found that any white grain really kind of grosses me out. Brown and wheat really aren't that bad and it's an easy enough change that makes me feel like I am conquering the world. The down-side is that I can no longer enjoy a piece of retail pizza or burger because of the white flour used. Tragic, I know. I am making up my own rules as I practice, though. One, I am not going to beat myself up to go exercise if it's raining. Not worth it as this point. And two, I am not going to beat myself up for eating anything that's not on the plan like junk food and white grains. It's hard enough to make dinner and find something I am willing to eat. Basically, if it takes longer than 5 minutes to make, you can bet I am not going to eat it. I've already looked at it too long after that and can't fathom putting it down. We've been eating a lot of box dinners and frozen dinners. And that's ok. It's better than going out to McDonalds all the time.
We made it out for a walk that went longer than I anticipated and it became too dark to be out without reflective gear. We took the liberty of hiding out at the library until Steven got off work to come and get us.
7th: It was a nothing kind of day. I never changed out of my sweatpants and sweatshirt and never got around to putting a bra on. Alaska and I made it out for a walk between rain showers and she loved stomping in the puddles with her boots. We didn't have the stroller so she walked the whole hour and ten minutes we were out there. She's quite the trooper. Unfortunately she's had a case of runny poo and didn't tell me she was stinky. We got back to the house and her bum was red all over and starting to bump like little blisters were going to form. I slapped some vaseline on and after a lot of crying she calmed down as I rubbed it in and told her how much better it was going to feel.
Had a presidency meeting for young womens that night and walked out the door with no make-up, no bra, no scarf and a little bit of a head ache. I like presidency meetings better that are held to a dead-line because we hold them right before an activity or church or something but this one was at 8:00 pm on a Tuesday night. No one had anywhere to go and so we all stayed and chatted until 10:30. I was quiet and just did my best to hang on.
8th: It's already been a long day and we're only half-way through. I didn't get up until 9 and felt guilty the whole time letting Alaska watch her t.v. shows. I know I am not the worst mom and I know that I don't usually let her do that but it still felt horrible knowing her brains were getting eaten out. Made an omelette for breakfast and Alaska didn't even ask 'what's this' when she was chewing up onion and bell pepper in her egg. She just snarfed it down.
Made a few more birthday plans and a few more 'getting out and doing' plans. I am looking at gender neutral nurseries on pinterest right now. Something I should have realized with the first baby, "This is the one and only time you will be able to decorate a room without having to worry about two people sharing it. Go all out and make it as unique as you want."
Alaska's room right now is still red, teal and pink but I don't see it lasting into childhood like I had hoped. We're going to move again. That means more change and if everything is changing, why not change the colors, too? Or the addition of a baby boy into a little girl's room. How do you do that and make it look good with the size of the room we are working with? I have no idea, but I am going to give it a shot. If I ever get the energy. Oh, and I really have no idea if the baby is a boy or not, I suppose. No real proof, even though I am fairly certain. Even if it's a girl, her colors aren't supposed to be modern like Alaska's. I already know this next girl is going to be a little more history-bound and I was planning on doing vintage pastels with some architecture mixed in. So, either way, the red, teal and pink are going to have to move on. Just how quick?
I have a friend from elementary school who is doing her baby girl's room with the same color theme and it would be just so easy to hand down the few decorations I have collected with the colors to her. 1) I know they would be used for a couple more years at least 2) I wouldn't have to worry about finding any more red, teal and pink things. You have no idea how hard that was. If I had known how hard I don't know if I would have started. So I know this friend of mine would really appreciate it because I know how much I appreciated it when people found the colors I loved so much all together.
I really like the idea of neutral colors to please a boy and add some lace to please a girl. But everything like that seems to babyish. And too drab. I don't really know what I am going for, I guess, but I don't dare pin anything for fear that I tip everyone off that we've got another baby on the way. A baby bump has started to appear after a meal and I have my first appointment tomorrow. Not with the doctor though, with his assistant. I don't know how that works, but if I waste my time going in for them to tell me that I am in for a pap smear and a pee test I am going to be livid. I just had one done not even 6 months ago. I want an ultra-sound and a date set up for the 20 week ultra sound.
Monday, January 6, 2014
Jan 4th and 5th
To finish up January 3rd, Alaska and I went up to 185th to do some birthday shopping for her. I had a $10 kohls buck to spend and was excited to find something that I may not otherwise spend it on. A hour at Kohls left me empty-handed and I walked out of the store with nothing. I couldn't find anything that I liked. Nothing. It was ridiculous.
I knew Target would be better because I already had in mind what I was going for since I had seen it just before Christmas. But of course, it was sold out of the exact size I needed. And I am no good at putting outfits together. After 30 minutes of trying to match leggings with skirt with shirt I couldn't handle my own indecisiveness and grabbed a dress and some gray leggings. We paraded around the toy isle for another half hour, Alaska pushing a plastic shopping cart and stopping to push buttons and touch things. I left the cart at the end of the isle so that I could follow her close and not worry about getting stuck behind anyone. It was fun and we were both ready to go at about the same time, after I bribed her with gummy snacks.
Jan 4th. Satuday. It's hard to blog when you're not home. We went up to my mom's house for the day. I made sure to gather up the dynamic trio so they would be available come nap time. The diaper bag packed and Alaska dressed we set off with a change of clothes and rubber boots. Going out to the country takes a little extra preparation. As soon as we walked through the door Alaska was asking to swing and her and Nana took a trip outside. I stayed inside and made up a doctor appointment for myself and one for Steven.
John came down and we made up a lunch of grilled cheese and hot chocolate. That boy can make a good hot chocolate! It was definitely the highlight of my day. Alaska took a nap and I read a book and slowly drifted into my own nap sitting next to the fire. I was still asleep when she woke up and didn't even realize what was going on until they were headed out the door for a walk. I slipped off again and woke up later with a stomach ache. Too long without any snackies. Made myself some cheese-and-chips (my ultimate comfort food) and was just finishing up when they got home.
For dinner we had some delicious enchiladas and ate for about a hour and a half as we talked and laughed and had a good time around the table. John and I had watched an episode of 91210 and after dinner we watched the first two episodes of Baby Daddy. I don't know if he thought it was as funny as I did, since I had roommate experience and could appreciate the jokes a little more. I have followed the whole show and absolutely love it.
Jan 5th Sunday.
We now have 1:00 church. Yuck to the ultimate yuck. Daddy's birthday was over the week and we were having Sunday dinner up there. When you get out of church at 4 it doesn't take much to make a short evening. We took the liberty of driving out to Rainier for church to enjoy their 10 o'clock meeting schedule. It was nice to come "home" but St Helens first has definitely become our home ward and I missed it a little. We went to gospel essentials for class and it was absolutely packed. An investigator was there that Steve knew from work and I was glad we could be there for him.
The rest of the day was spent with family and it felt good. Grandma Graff came out and brought some Christmas with her since she had been with other family during the holiday.
I knew Target would be better because I already had in mind what I was going for since I had seen it just before Christmas. But of course, it was sold out of the exact size I needed. And I am no good at putting outfits together. After 30 minutes of trying to match leggings with skirt with shirt I couldn't handle my own indecisiveness and grabbed a dress and some gray leggings. We paraded around the toy isle for another half hour, Alaska pushing a plastic shopping cart and stopping to push buttons and touch things. I left the cart at the end of the isle so that I could follow her close and not worry about getting stuck behind anyone. It was fun and we were both ready to go at about the same time, after I bribed her with gummy snacks.
Jan 4th. Satuday. It's hard to blog when you're not home. We went up to my mom's house for the day. I made sure to gather up the dynamic trio so they would be available come nap time. The diaper bag packed and Alaska dressed we set off with a change of clothes and rubber boots. Going out to the country takes a little extra preparation. As soon as we walked through the door Alaska was asking to swing and her and Nana took a trip outside. I stayed inside and made up a doctor appointment for myself and one for Steven.
John came down and we made up a lunch of grilled cheese and hot chocolate. That boy can make a good hot chocolate! It was definitely the highlight of my day. Alaska took a nap and I read a book and slowly drifted into my own nap sitting next to the fire. I was still asleep when she woke up and didn't even realize what was going on until they were headed out the door for a walk. I slipped off again and woke up later with a stomach ache. Too long without any snackies. Made myself some cheese-and-chips (my ultimate comfort food) and was just finishing up when they got home.
For dinner we had some delicious enchiladas and ate for about a hour and a half as we talked and laughed and had a good time around the table. John and I had watched an episode of 91210 and after dinner we watched the first two episodes of Baby Daddy. I don't know if he thought it was as funny as I did, since I had roommate experience and could appreciate the jokes a little more. I have followed the whole show and absolutely love it.
Jan 5th Sunday.
We now have 1:00 church. Yuck to the ultimate yuck. Daddy's birthday was over the week and we were having Sunday dinner up there. When you get out of church at 4 it doesn't take much to make a short evening. We took the liberty of driving out to Rainier for church to enjoy their 10 o'clock meeting schedule. It was nice to come "home" but St Helens first has definitely become our home ward and I missed it a little. We went to gospel essentials for class and it was absolutely packed. An investigator was there that Steve knew from work and I was glad we could be there for him.
The rest of the day was spent with family and it felt good. Grandma Graff came out and brought some Christmas with her since she had been with other family during the holiday.
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