Blaaahhhh

It seems that when you are considering adding an addition to your family, you kind of forget all of the "bad" and focus on the good. For instance, I kind of forgot how sick I was with Hannah. Believe me, that I remembered very quickly after getting pregnant. It is also funny that different smells trigger the sickness. With the Tater, I could not stand the smell of the swiffer wet pads, a sweet pea lotion and aquafresh extreme clean orange toothpaste. To this day I can not use those products. So far with this baby it has been Hubby's cologne, my deodorant and a vanilla scented oil in the guest bathroom. I'm a little bit sad because I really loved the cologne before I was pregnant, now I'm afraid he'll never be able to wear it again. In fact, every time I walk into the room where the cologne is stored I gag. Not a good sign! I am also having aversions to just about every food and drink there is, making it awfully difficult to eat an entire meal without problems. I even have problems drinking water. My mom suggested I try some flavored water, just to stay hydrated, but after a couple bottles of those I can't even stand looking at them. Other than that, things are going pretty good with this pregnancy, good if you consider the fact that I don't cook or clean because I'm so nauseated. Bad if you're my husband and have taken over almost all household duties. Gotta love a man who will do that with minimal complaining!

Pepsi a*k*a liquid-crack

Really I'm not sure if there is such a thing as liquid-crack, being that I'm not really up on my drugs. Anyway, that being said Pepsi should be considered a liquid-crack. Last night I have a craving for a Pepsi....the regular caffeinated kind. So Hubby (being the wonderful husband that he is) runs out at 9:30 to get me some. Being that Hannah did not have her second nap, she was ready to go to bed. However, when Daddy poured me a cup of Pepsi she started throwing a little tantrum because she wants some. Hubby picks her up and takes her to the kitchen where I assume that he is getting her some milk. Not to long after she comes prancing into the living room with a sippy full of.....can you guess it? Pepsi. Hello!!!! The following is the conversation that we had.

Me: What are you thinking?! (As I grab the already 3/4 empty cup)
Him: What it's just Pepsi. What is wrong with letting her have Pepsi?
Me: Um, first off SUGAR and CAFFEINE at TEN AT NIGHT!!!! (Not to
mention it's just not a healthy habit.)
Him: Oh, I guess I didn't think about that.

So in case you haven't already guessed it, Hannah did not go to bed until late....very, very late. It was 1:30 am before I could convince her to lay down in her own bed. Before that I rocked her, sang to her, let her lay in bed with me and none of that worked. She was pumped up on liquid-crack. Around 1:30 she was almost asleep, but then started bopping around in the bed again, so I asked her if she was ready to go back to Hannah's bed. Her response, she took out the paci, looked at me in the eye and said "Noooo!" in a sad almost two year old voice. Umm, too bad. Night, night Mommy loves you. With that she finally fell asleep.

How Many Times Do We Have To Do This?!

Some of you may remember that back in December Hannah was supposed to have her Orthopedic appointment. However, after driving an hour to her appointment they inform us that she was scheduled with the wrong doc. He is a sports medicine doctor and really would not be able to see her. We need to see the pediatric doctor, no kidding the 17 month old baby needs to see the pediatric doctor? So, then our regular doctor decides that we should just go to Duke because it is a medical school and will have more specialists to help treat her. The day before her appointment in February, we get a letter from our insurance company saying that we can not go there because they are out of network. I call our insurance company, who is usually pretty good about letting our daughter see whoever she needs to see, but apparently the lady on the phone was having a bad day because she said that we could not go there when there were qualified doctors right down the road from us. Well obviously they aren't that qualified if our doctor does not want us to go there!!! Anyway, I cancel her appointment at Duke and schedule one in New Bern, the town right next to us for March 13th. We get to said appointment and guess what, they had us in the schedule for February 13th and the doctor who was going to see her is in surgery so could we please come back? You have got to be kidding me, can't we just get in to the doctor's already? It's funny how when I called they couldn't get me in until almost 6 weeks later, but when we are there they have an appointment in two days open. What are the odds? So hopefully if all goes as planned we will be seeing the orthopedic doctor tomorrow. Of course I'm a little concerned because I'm not sure if we are actually seeing a doctor or a PA. I know that PA's are qualified to do just about everything the doctor does, but when your child has a genetic disorder and has to see multiple doctors for multiple things it just doesn't give you the warm and fuzzies when it's a PA and not a doctor. Oh well, we'll see how it goes!

Case of the missing remote

So last week, while Mommy was out and Daddy and Hannah were spending some quality time together, the remote to the tv magically vanished. When I noticed it on Wednesday I looked everywhere. Under the couch, in between all of the cushions, under the chair, in the plant and I even looked in the kitchen. Of course all my searching was to no avail and Hannah did not understand why she couldn't watch Dora (I need the remote to change the input on the television). She was not very happy that morning, but when Daddy came home from lunch he showed us how to change the input without the remote. All was well, except the remote was still missing. I looked and looked all week and couldn't find it. Finally on Monday night, when Daddy was painting and I was supervising, I walked out and there was the remote in Hannah's hand. Where did it come from? I asked hubby if he found it and he said no, that means that the girl had stashed it somewhere and just decided that we had enough torture in our remoteless world so she decided to bring it out of hiding. Who knows where she had it at, but I know that if it ever comes up missing again, she'll be the first person I ask where to find it!

Enjoying the beach

Daddy drawing for Hannah, while she spots a plane

Stickin' Out My Tounge!

I'm such a big helper!

So Sweet

Everyday, around the time that Daddy will be getting home, Hannah anxiously awaits his arrival. We recently started to pile the pillows on the couch so that she can have a little perch by the window to watch for him. As soon as that car pulls into the driveway she gets sooooo excited. She starts yelling "Dada, Dada", while knocking on the window and waving. It is so cute to see her perched up there so excited for her daddies arrival home. I'm going to try to capture this on both video and digital camera. That way I can show you a picture of her sitting up there. I tell you it is one of the sweetest things!!!

How embarrassing!

Yesterday was my first doctors appointment. Although I'm not sure if it should be called a doctors appointment, since I didn't actually see the doctor. What I did do was meet the OB nurse, who proceeded to ask me a thousand questions about my family history. She even asked me if I had any cravings to eat any non-food items! As a matter of fact yes, I have been craving some dirt all day long. Next up, the lab. I do not do good when it comes to having my blood drawn, and I did not realize that I was going to get my blood drawn. Otherwise my hubby would have been there holding my hand instead of sitting out in the car keeping Tater entertained. Anyway, I sit down in the dreaded chair, trying to keep my mind off of what is going on and making mindless chatter about how old my daughter is and what she does these days. When the nurse proceeds to tell me that I am halfway there and my blood is flowing good. What!!! Why did you have to remind me of what was going on?! From there it just went downhill. I started feeling woozy, I got really hot and then, oh yes, the world started to get black and my ears weren't allowing me to hear. Let me just say that I did not actually pass out, but I was this close to hitting the floor. They brought in a little bench for me to lay down on, put ice on my neck and made me drink some water. Oh the fun of getting blood drawn! After a few minutes I was fine, but absolutely mortified that I can't get my blood drawn without almost fainting! Thanks a lot DAD! Anyway, after my little episode I met with the insurance gal, who thankfully told me that my insurance would pay for everything! Woo-hoo. I was a little worried because they sent me off base since I had a c-section with Hannah and wanted to try VBAC this time. When I got my referral letter it said some crap about maybe having to pay cost share. So, I was dreading the fact that I might actually have to have another c-section back on base, but thankfully my insurance pulled through for me!!!

Hannah has two of the four canine teeth poking through. She has been so miserable the past couple of days that we've been letting her run all over us. Not a good thing. She has quickly mastered the art of throwing a tantrum just to get another pack of fruit snacks, or to get to watch more Dora videos. I do not know what we are going to do with this one, she is quite the tantrum thrower! Of course my husband doesn't mind, as he confided in me that he loves to spoil her. Well, I love to spoil her too, but that doesn't mean that we should let her turn into a little hoodlum! So, we are going to try to fight the little tantrum thrower, although it is hard when you know they are in pain. We'll see how it goes.

Living Room colors

Kitchen colors

Sshhhh It's a SECRET!!!

Let's play a game. I promise it will be fun and it is a very easy game. The object of the game is to see who reads this blog on a daily basis and who can keep a secret. Of course with any game, there are a few rules. The first is that you can not tell anybody about the secret. Once you figure out what the secret is post a comment and only discuss the secret with others who have posted a comment. The second is there is no prompting others to read the blog, they must find in on their own. Otherwise that takes away from the fun!!! Do you want to play? Well too bad if you don't because once you have gotten this far you have to play by my rules...plus it's my secret! In order to figure out the secret, just take a look at the picture below. Oh and Happy Valentines Day!

Know what this means?

Aren't I cute?

Happy Valentines Day!

Hannah would like to wish all of you a Happy Valentines Day! She wishes that she could see all of you and give you big "squeeeeze" hugs. She was all decked out today in her valentines clothes...so adorable. Happy Valentines Day.

Thanks Mom!!!!

Birthday Weekend

What a weekend! I was a little sad to be away from my family on my birthday. (I have been lucky enough to be home the last couple.) For one thing I knew I probably would not be getting a cake. To my surprise, my Mom ordered me a cookie cake and had it sent to me!!! Yum, it was so good (yes it is gone already)! Friday night I played Bingo with a friend. That's right, we invaded the elderly at the local church and played bingo! It was a lot of fun, but neither of us won. Saturday was my birthday and unfortunately I spent most of the day tearing down wallpaper. Not much fun, but with my Dad coming into town on Wednesday to help paint, it had to get done. Saturday evening, Tony and I went out to eat.....by ourselves! Such fun to get dressed up, drive an hour to eat at a nice restaurant and not have to worry about keeping the little one entertained throughout the entire experience! Hannah had fun with her babysitters and by the time we got home she was already in bed. Sunday: more wallpaper stripping! The wonderful people that lived here before us put the wallpaper straight up on the drywall....sooo it is not coming off that easily. But, I am almost done, just a couple of little spots and I'll be done.
Yay!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!

Cheese!!!!