Abuse

Poor Sophie.

Zen

This dog has the patience of a nun. Good thing, too. (Yes, he is pulling her ear).

Dear Baby, you win.

I know, I am two days overdue with Drew's 11 month post, but when Drew naps these days, I nap too. This post is coming to you courtesy of the blogspot app on my iPhone and is being written from my bed.

Pregnancy with Drew was EASY. No real first trimester symptoms to speak of, outside of exhaustion. Not so with Peanut. I am still exhausted, and that is not helped by the fact that I get up to go to the bathroom AT LEAST two times a night. Don't remember that starting so early. I also have the super-nose everyone always speaks of. Rob has come to bed two nights smelling of nutmeg. We couldn't figure it out, except that he had used some Vicks Vaporub those nights. The Google told us that an inactive ingredient in Vicks is nutmeg oil. Of course it us.

And the nausea- oh the nausea! It's like morning and evening sickness. Lunch, somehow, is usually spared. My favorite foods right now are bland and carb-y: dry toast, oatmeal, dry cheerios.... You get the idea.

I will be so excited when we hit the second trimester. I am HUNGRY!! :)

Rough week!!

8 days ago Drew and I attended a MOPs event at a local church where he was in the nursery. By the following Monday, he was snotty and had green goop coming from his eyes. We went to visit the doctor- pink eye.

Things got a bit better Tuesday and Wednesday, but he still wasn't close to 100%. He wasn't eating at all. Thursday night we put him to bed and he woke up one hour later SCREAMING. He would not go back down. He woke up almost every hour that night. And had a fever on Friday morning.

Friday I decided to take him to the doctor. I know we would be in big trouble if he kept getting worse over the weekend. Sure enough, all the congestion was starting an ear infection. Another prescription.

About an hour ago Rob and I were at lunch and he says "Lindsey, Drew has another tooth on the bottom. And it is already through!" Sometime in the last 48 hours he sprouted a new tooth.

Did he really have pink eye or an ear infection? Was some of this teething? Either way, this has been a rough week!

Drew has something to say.

Peanut Callegari- Due April 20th.

Mom, dad, and big brother Drew are over-the-moon.  Sophie is a little depressed.

6:30

This is what 6:30am looks like in my house-- yours?

Trouble

He thought this was big fun.

An open letter to "that" jogger in my neighborhood

Dear older man,

I applaud your consistency with physical fitness.  Obviously you are retired (since you choose to run in the middle of the day when most people are working and/or hiding from the heat), and I think its fantastic that you have incorporated fitness into your routine, because I'm pretty sure when I hit "retirement"  I'll be watching 50 year old reruns of Oprah.

However, I do have one concern-- and that is of your attire.  You see, shiny blue spandex bike shorts have been "out" since the 80s.  Mostly because shiny spandex isn't becoming on anyone.  Also, you wear these shiny blue spandex bike shorts each and every day.  And I am starting to believe that you do NOT own several pairs.  Do you wash them every night?  Do you just (**shutter**) re-use them?  Also, your sweat on these shiny blue spandex bike shorts is painfully obvious, and your particular sweat pattern looks like you may have had an accident around mile 1. 

However, you do look quite tan since you don't wear a top with the bike shorts.  So there's that.

Please, fine sir, take a trip to Academy and see what they have for running these days.  They have some fantastic fabrics that wick sweat from your body.  And they come in non-shiny colors.  And I will be less likely to notice what you are wearing if you aren't wearing something I might have worn as the bottom of my ensemble for 80's dress up day in high school.

Thanks for your assistance in this matter.

Your neighbor

Houston, we have a walker.

I think I have mentioned this before, but it has been close to impossible to tell when a "first" happens for Drew.  Do you count the time he moved one hand and one knee before he fell on his stomach as a "crawl?" Do you count it as "sleeping through the night" if he woke up at 5:30, or does "night" end at 6am?

But on Saturday, September 3rd, Drew walked.  The kid didn't start with one or two steps, which might have made it hard to tell.  He took 6.  He was just standing in the hall holding some non-toy (cell phone? remote? wireless mouse? I can't remember) and I encouraged him to come to me, and he did.  Granted he only moved about 2 feet in those six steps.  But they were legitimate steps.

So then I decided to bribe him with food.  I brought him downstairs, put a goldfish on the ottoman at the end of our bed, plopped him down on his feet, and watched him take 4-6 steps to get it.  Several times.  The problem with the bribery method is he was so excited about the goldfish that he would try to move faster than his legs could take him, fall on his hands, and crawl to the goldfish. 

The good news is he continued the trick on Sunday when Rob was home to see it, so I have backup on my claims.  Sunday we watched him cruise around the furniture in the living room, let go, take a couple of steps to another piece, and continue on.  No coaxing or goldfish necessary.

I think my life has just change dramatically yet again, but I'm too excited to care. :)