Today is our four year anniversary.
One month ago, Peanut turned 3.
One week from today will be the birth of our second child.
Five years ago this month, we moved back to Texas.
Why in the hell we decide to do everything during the hottest part of the year is beyond me.
Everything is coming together this week. We went to a carpet store and found in stock carpet which is being installed as I type this. Peanut is moved into her new room, and Peach's room has been painted. We'll go get her a new crib this weekend, thanks to a crib recall. We'll also be getting Peanut a new bed later today or tomorrow.
My parents arrive next week, and will take care of Peanut for us while Juice is in the hospital. It will be a much different experience than last time. We'll go in at 10:30 Thursday morning and will have a child in our arms by 1 PM. With Peanut, Juice was in labor over 12 hours before they decided to do a c-section on her.
I will be done with work on Wednesday and will have a few weeks to spend at home with my wife and new baby. We're very excited to meet her, but a little nervous about how Peanut is going to take all of this.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Still kickin'
Whoa...forgot about this for a while.
Things have been a little busy around work. I've taken on a new position, and it's become all-consuming over the past couple of weeks. That, combined with working a summer schedule consisting of 10-hour work days, four days a week, has taken it's toll on my posting.
To be quite honest, it's taken a toll on everything in my online life. I used to be vigilant about checking Google Reader on a daily basis to catch up on my fun blogs and all of the professional ones I keep track of, and I haven't opened that up in more than a week.
My twitter account has remained silent until today, when I decided to see what everyone was up to and was promptly reminded that everyone who's anyone in the Ed. Tech. world is in Washington DC this week at the National Educational Computing Conference. I grew tired very quickly of reading about all of the sessions and things that everyone is learning, so I closed it down and spent my afternoon working again at my new job.
Now I find myself on the brink of a long weekend. I have the day off tomorrow, giving me a 4-day weekend, but it's fixing to be very busy, too. We still need to get the "spare" bedroom cleaned up and Peanut moved into it. That means taking out a queen sized bed and a 32" TV and putting them somewhere. The bed will go to storage, but who knows where that TV is going. We also want to get carpet picked out for the bedrooms, but we've resigned ourselves to the fact that we've waited too long and it won't be installed until our new little Peach arrives.
And with that, I think I've finally come up with her super blog name. Peach. And Peanut. And Juice...I wonder why I've chosen food as the names for everyone close in my life?
Here's a little picture of what we did last weekend...and this, by the way, is how I would love to spend every single evening during the summer, but it would require us moving and me having a much larger income.
Ya'll have a safe Independence Day.
Things have been a little busy around work. I've taken on a new position, and it's become all-consuming over the past couple of weeks. That, combined with working a summer schedule consisting of 10-hour work days, four days a week, has taken it's toll on my posting.
To be quite honest, it's taken a toll on everything in my online life. I used to be vigilant about checking Google Reader on a daily basis to catch up on my fun blogs and all of the professional ones I keep track of, and I haven't opened that up in more than a week.
My twitter account has remained silent until today, when I decided to see what everyone was up to and was promptly reminded that everyone who's anyone in the Ed. Tech. world is in Washington DC this week at the National Educational Computing Conference. I grew tired very quickly of reading about all of the sessions and things that everyone is learning, so I closed it down and spent my afternoon working again at my new job.
Now I find myself on the brink of a long weekend. I have the day off tomorrow, giving me a 4-day weekend, but it's fixing to be very busy, too. We still need to get the "spare" bedroom cleaned up and Peanut moved into it. That means taking out a queen sized bed and a 32" TV and putting them somewhere. The bed will go to storage, but who knows where that TV is going. We also want to get carpet picked out for the bedrooms, but we've resigned ourselves to the fact that we've waited too long and it won't be installed until our new little Peach arrives.
And with that, I think I've finally come up with her super blog name. Peach. And Peanut. And Juice...I wonder why I've chosen food as the names for everyone close in my life?
Here's a little picture of what we did last weekend...and this, by the way, is how I would love to spend every single evening during the summer, but it would require us moving and me having a much larger income.
Ya'll have a safe Independence Day.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
The Final Countdown
We now have a date. Sort of.
Juice and I went to the doctor's office together last Friday, sans Peanut. My parents had come to town for her birthday, so they watched her for us while we ran our errands for the day.
At the end of the doctor's appointment, Juice asked him to nail down a date for the c-section, since we were trying to help my parents plan when they were going to come back down from the midwest.
We hemmed and hawed a bit, and Juice really wanted it to be the week of July 20, but the doc was going to be out of town the first part of that week, and the latter part of that week would be too close to her 40th week, so we had to go the week before.
Originally, the doctor asked about the 16th, but I am planning to work through July 16. We asked about the 17th and he said that looked good for him.
So we settled on the 17th, and as we were checking out, I heard one of the nurse's on the phone saying my wife's name and booking an O.R. for the 16th. When I turned around, I saw a big yellow note on her chart that said July 16.
He'd written it down wrong.
Since he was already in with another patient, we couldn't get him to confirm, and the nurse was adamant that she had to go with what was written down.
So the little chunk will be born on July 16. Or 17.
We also got a chance to see her on Friday, as we had a 3D sonogram. Chubby little cheeks, this one has. But the same nose as Peanut.
I can't wait to meet her.
Juice and I went to the doctor's office together last Friday, sans Peanut. My parents had come to town for her birthday, so they watched her for us while we ran our errands for the day.
At the end of the doctor's appointment, Juice asked him to nail down a date for the c-section, since we were trying to help my parents plan when they were going to come back down from the midwest.
We hemmed and hawed a bit, and Juice really wanted it to be the week of July 20, but the doc was going to be out of town the first part of that week, and the latter part of that week would be too close to her 40th week, so we had to go the week before.
Originally, the doctor asked about the 16th, but I am planning to work through July 16. We asked about the 17th and he said that looked good for him.
So we settled on the 17th, and as we were checking out, I heard one of the nurse's on the phone saying my wife's name and booking an O.R. for the 16th. When I turned around, I saw a big yellow note on her chart that said July 16.
He'd written it down wrong.
Since he was already in with another patient, we couldn't get him to confirm, and the nurse was adamant that she had to go with what was written down.
So the little chunk will be born on July 16. Or 17.
We also got a chance to see her on Friday, as we had a 3D sonogram. Chubby little cheeks, this one has. But the same nose as Peanut.
I can't wait to meet her.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Tres
Three years ago today, my baby girl entered this world. It's been one heck of a journey, and I can't wait to see our newest addition, who is due in about 6 weeks. I know I haven't written a lot on this blog about my child, because I do a lot of that on the blog I share with family, but becoming a father has been the most wonderful thing that's ever happened in my life.
It's a hard job at times, but the rewards are never-ending. Hearing Peanut yell, "DADDY!" when I walk through the door at the end of the day makes my heart melt. When she comes up and hugs me for no reason and all, and tells me, "I love you, Daddy," it makes my day.
I don't know how I'll find room in my heart to love another child as much as I love Peanut, but I hear from parents all the time that it just grows to make room.
One of my co-workers had her baby yesterday. She was very excited for her little girl to come, but as it turned out, even with all of science and technology we have, they got it wrong. She had a little boy. I told Juice last night that we'd better have a boy's name is reserve.
We've only had one sonogram because that's what they do when the pregnancy is progressing normally, but Juice and I are going to get a "4-D" sonogram on Friday. That's the one where you can see, in great detail, the features of your unborn child. We still have the pictures from Peanut's 4D hanging in her room. One of the things they do during this sonogram is confirm the sex. I hope they can see it clearly.
Three years. Holy crap.
It's a hard job at times, but the rewards are never-ending. Hearing Peanut yell, "DADDY!" when I walk through the door at the end of the day makes my heart melt. When she comes up and hugs me for no reason and all, and tells me, "I love you, Daddy," it makes my day.
I don't know how I'll find room in my heart to love another child as much as I love Peanut, but I hear from parents all the time that it just grows to make room.
One of my co-workers had her baby yesterday. She was very excited for her little girl to come, but as it turned out, even with all of science and technology we have, they got it wrong. She had a little boy. I told Juice last night that we'd better have a boy's name is reserve.
We've only had one sonogram because that's what they do when the pregnancy is progressing normally, but Juice and I are going to get a "4-D" sonogram on Friday. That's the one where you can see, in great detail, the features of your unborn child. We still have the pictures from Peanut's 4D hanging in her room. One of the things they do during this sonogram is confirm the sex. I hope they can see it clearly.
Three years. Holy crap.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
A week later...
What...you didn't believe me that it looks like we beat her?
But in all seriousness, before you call the authorities on us, that big bump in the middle is what's causing the black eyes. The bruise is following gravity and pooling in the lowest spot it can get to.
Peanut is doing just fine, though. She's jumping, running, and playing just like she always had. There aren't any ill effects from the fall other than the bump and bruises.
In other news, we had Peanut's third birthday party today. It wasn't much of a party...just our closest friends and Juice's family. And not even all of them showed up. How shitty of a family member do you have to be to not show up to a relative's birthday party?
Peanut still had a great time, and if you ask me, a dozen or so people, mostly adults, is a way better party than having a house full of kids and trying to keep everything somewhat clean.
I still can't believe it's been 3 years since she was born, and almost 4 since Juice and I got married.
It all goes by too fast.
But in all seriousness, before you call the authorities on us, that big bump in the middle is what's causing the black eyes. The bruise is following gravity and pooling in the lowest spot it can get to.
Peanut is doing just fine, though. She's jumping, running, and playing just like she always had. There aren't any ill effects from the fall other than the bump and bruises.
In other news, we had Peanut's third birthday party today. It wasn't much of a party...just our closest friends and Juice's family. And not even all of them showed up. How shitty of a family member do you have to be to not show up to a relative's birthday party?
Peanut still had a great time, and if you ask me, a dozen or so people, mostly adults, is a way better party than having a house full of kids and trying to keep everything somewhat clean.
I still can't believe it's been 3 years since she was born, and almost 4 since Juice and I got married.
It all goes by too fast.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Shiner
Unfortunately, not the good kind.
Peanut had a tumble at the end of last week, at the sitter's house. She emailed me pictures at work, and it looked like my child had a silly putty egg growing out of her forehead.
This child has my coordination, which is to say she has none. She trips and falls all the time. She's had more scrapes and cuts and bruises in her 3 short years than most people have had in a lifetime. Luckily, she hasn't broken any bones...yet.
It's bad enough when she falls and hurts herself like that, but with this last spill, the effects have lasted into this week. The bruise is turning these wonderful shades of purple and black, and it's also stared to drain out of her forehead and pool in her eye sockets and cheeks, giving her this wonderful "I'm a brawler" look. OK...it looks like we beat the living shit out of her.
Juice took her to the grocery store with her yesterday, and she said she got some pretty hard stares from people.
I just hope our next one is a little more careful.
Peanut had a tumble at the end of last week, at the sitter's house. She emailed me pictures at work, and it looked like my child had a silly putty egg growing out of her forehead.
This child has my coordination, which is to say she has none. She trips and falls all the time. She's had more scrapes and cuts and bruises in her 3 short years than most people have had in a lifetime. Luckily, she hasn't broken any bones...yet.
It's bad enough when she falls and hurts herself like that, but with this last spill, the effects have lasted into this week. The bruise is turning these wonderful shades of purple and black, and it's also stared to drain out of her forehead and pool in her eye sockets and cheeks, giving her this wonderful "I'm a brawler" look. OK...it looks like we beat the living shit out of her.
Juice took her to the grocery store with her yesterday, and she said she got some pretty hard stares from people.
I just hope our next one is a little more careful.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Finally
Juice got a new vehicle.
Surprise, surprise, we decided not to get another Toyota.
In other news, we've got about 8 weeks left before Juice squirts out baby #2. We have her actual name picked out, but I don't have enough creative juices flowing yet to think up a clever blog name for her.
It's an interesting study in parenthood, the difference between this baby and Peanut. By this point in Juice's first pregnancy, we had already bought all sorts of baby paraphernalia and I already had Peanut's room ready to go.
Currently, we haven't even gotten the old baby stuff out of the attic, and Peanut is currently residing in what will be her sister's room, because Peanut's new room still has a queen bed and various books, computers, guitars, and other crap in it.
Since I'm taking my vacation after the baby is born, I will have limited time to actually do anything with it. Luckily, I start working 10 hour days, 4 days a week after school is out, so I'll have Fridays off to do some of that work, but I can already tell that this is going to be very different.
Not that we're going to love her any less, but none of the things this baby will do will be firsts for us. We'll just have to be very conscious of making a big deal of her firsts for her so that she doesn't need therapy 20 years down the road.
Surprise, surprise, we decided not to get another Toyota.
In other news, we've got about 8 weeks left before Juice squirts out baby #2. We have her actual name picked out, but I don't have enough creative juices flowing yet to think up a clever blog name for her.
It's an interesting study in parenthood, the difference between this baby and Peanut. By this point in Juice's first pregnancy, we had already bought all sorts of baby paraphernalia and I already had Peanut's room ready to go.
Currently, we haven't even gotten the old baby stuff out of the attic, and Peanut is currently residing in what will be her sister's room, because Peanut's new room still has a queen bed and various books, computers, guitars, and other crap in it.
Since I'm taking my vacation after the baby is born, I will have limited time to actually do anything with it. Luckily, I start working 10 hour days, 4 days a week after school is out, so I'll have Fridays off to do some of that work, but I can already tell that this is going to be very different.
Not that we're going to love her any less, but none of the things this baby will do will be firsts for us. We'll just have to be very conscious of making a big deal of her firsts for her so that she doesn't need therapy 20 years down the road.
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