fun. crazy. life.

From Beth at I Should Be Folding Laundry

Where is your cell phone?  In my purse, I think. Or possibly in my coat pocket. And I will probably drive myself crazy because I will keep forgetting to put it back in my purse for several days.
Your significant other?  Is fun, smart, handsome, easy to live with and a great dad. And lucky for me, he is amazingly tolerant of my craziness.
Your hair? is in the process of growing out. I’ll probably grow it all summer and cut it off in the fall. I’m thinking of a bob, longer in front, kind of like Posh, but not quite so funky.
Your mother?  my best friend
Your father?  annoying
Your favorite thing?  I have too many to list - my family, dark chocolate, hot coffee with half and half, laying on the beach with a good book, my ipod, sleeping, ice cream cones, cooking
Your dream last night? That would have involved sleeping for long periods of time, which did not happen last night.  
Your favorite drink?Cherry Coke Zero, McDonalds coffee, Mocha Frappachinos, really cold ice water
Your dream/goal?  To turn my business into a real part-time job when my kids get older, to lose the baby weight
The room are you in?  Family room
Your ex?  Was annoying
Your fear?  Something horrible happening to my kids or husband
Where do you want to be in 6 years?  Closer to God, even more in love with my husband, with happy, healthy kids
Where were you last night?  at home, attempting to sleep
What are you not?  patient, outdoorsy, good with names
Muffins? Um, yes?
One of your wish list items?  a new sewing machine.
Where you grew up?  Connecticut, California, New Hampshire, and Ohio.
The last thing you did?  Told my girls to cut it out and took away the stuffed horse they were fighting over.
What are you wearing? yoga pants, t-shirt and sweater.
Your TV?  is turned to Food Network
Your pets? Two goldfish, Ariel and Cinderella.
Your computer? A Sony Vaio laptop and my sister’s old Dell desktop. Both are on borrowed time.
Your life?  is very busy, but incredibly blessed.
Your mood?  Annoyed (at my kids for fighting)
Missing someone? My family, who all live far away
Your car?  A 2004 Toyota Sienna.
Something you are not wearing?  Shoes. I hate wearing shoes in the house.
Favorite store? Target. All the way, baby!!
Your summer?  is already looking busy.
Like someone? My husband
Your favorite color?  Pink
When is the last time you laughed?  At my kids in the car on the way home from school, as they sang me a song they are learning for their concert this Sunday
Last time you cried?  Yesterday. While watching Juno. (SOOO good! Watch it!)
Who will repost this?  Whoever wants to!!  Let me know if you played along.

I took a nice, long nap on Saturday. And woke up with the stomach bug. Or food poisoning. Whatever it was, it was the worst stomach-thingy I’ve ever had. Because I like you, I will spare the details.

So Sunday was spent in bed, recovering. After going through that while nursing , I was a tad dehydrated. I don’t know if my body was just worn out and needed a day in bed or what, but it could have just asked me politely. I would have happily complied and skipped over all the sickness part.

Just like my sister-in-law, I can now say I’ve done the “lose 4 pounds in 1 day” diet. I do NOT recommend it. Even if you’re desperate. Cause I still feel like crap.

How cute is this? If anyone is in the market for birth announcements, invitations or just moved cards, please check out Wee Little Designs! Run by a super talented fellow mommy-blogger, Jamie, these cards are soooo adorable — I had a really hard time choosing my favorite one. I had to narrow it down from 5 that I loved.  Jamie is so easy to work with and customized my card until it was just want I wanted.
These are a terrific price (much cheaper than elsewhere I looked - including places like Snapfish!), she is willing to customize to your heart’s content and the entire process took less than 24 hours. (Seriously!) She even offers a jpg version of your card, so you can just email it out to your heart’s content!
Bookmark this site for winter, because the holiday cards are amazing. I’ve already picked my design out! Now I just have to get a picture of my three kids that looks decent. You may be seeing that one on the birth announcement again!

Our first bleeding head injury.

She claims she hurt her head “on the couch.”
I don’t know how exactly… but I suspect something else happened.
Call it my “keen powers of deduction.”

It is incredible that he has been here for a month. True, we are viewing this month through sleep-deprived haziness, but that seemed to go quickly.  And I’m a little sad. He’s already huge. 11 pounds, 4 ounces. 90th percentile. If they adjusted his age, since he was a few weeks early, he’d be off the charts. He’s already outgrowing some of his clothes. (We seem to have one incredibly chunky monkey on our hands here.) Where is my teeny-tiny baby? He’s gone already!
He is so precious to me - I can hardly describe it. Its different somehow than with my girls. Not more or less or better - just different. Maybe he seems like more of a miracle, since we really, really wanted a boy. And we got our heart’s desire. And he’s probably our last. So I feel the need to treasure every baby moment.
I love watching his sisters with him - singing to him, trying to comfort him when he is crying. I love cuddling with him and probably hold him too much. I love how everyone in the grocery store peeks into the baby sling and tells me how cute he is I love what the girls’ call his “pirate face” - when he has one eye open. I love his serious face - when he looks like he’s contimplating equations or something. I love how he calms down the second he hears my voice. I love the yawns. And the little stretches.
And even though lately he is often doing this:

I wouldn’t miss a minute!

Yesterday I was out BY MYSELF and Husband’s little sporty Jetta needed gas. Its so fun to drive a teeny-tiny car after the mommy-van. I feel like a race car driver.
Anyway, I was filling up with gas and this guy pulls up next to me. In some nice BMW-type car. He’s pretty young, dressed in a shirt and tie. He starts the flirting. I admit - I’m flattered. ESPECIALLY after being large and pregnant for so long or else dragging 3 kids everywhere (now, I’m not a man, but I’d guess that is a turn-off?). But, I’m really not in the mood. I was tired and grumpy. He’s giving it a shot though, attempting to be all suave and cool.
I get in my car to drive away. He gets into his. As he pulls out of the gas station - still giving me the “Oh, I’m so suave it hurts” look - I noticed that his gas tank was open and he had never screwed the gas cap back on. It was dangling against the side of the car.
I BURST out laughing. He noticed and sheepishly pulled over to fix his car as I drove past, still laughing.

I needed that.