Snap Shot Sundays

I think on Sundays I am going to just post some pictures and maybe a little descriptions and let them to all the talking.

Busted with his thumb in his mouth
the diva

my happy boy
they love each other, but please notice Carter's face.

The Penis Stand

I had a rummage sale a couple of weeks ago and got it in my head that it would be a fun idea for Stella to have a lemonade stand. When I told her about it the night before the rummage started she got very excited. The next morning when she woke up it was all she could talk about. She then shocked me when she said "When baby Carter is old he is going to have a penis stand!" Thinking that I might have mishear her I asked her to repeat what she said and sure enough she had said "penis stand." I wanted to tell her that is illegal in the United States on many accounts some being that it is not legal to expose yourself in public and also that baby Carter is a minor, not to mention completely against our moral beliefs. But, instead of going into the legality of the manner I simply asked her what she meant, what is a penis stand? To which she simply replied "a lemonade stand for boys." "Oh!" I said, "makes sense."

Unrealist Expectations

I have a bone to pick with you Kendra, Kourtney and other celebrities including but not limited to Heidi Klum, Kelly Rippa, Jessica Alba, and that girl that keeps getting pregnant by Matthew Macconahay. You are making normal people like me want to jump off a building or more appropriately drown myself in the nearest pool. You make it seem like an attainable goal to be back in a string bikini at the very latest 3 months after you give birth. And it's not! It's not realistic for normal moms. How am I supposed to wear a string bikini when my stomach is now covered in stretch marks? And how are those little triangles supposed to hold my now DD sagging boobs up? HOW Kendra? HOW Kourtney? I saw both of you when you were pregnant and you were fatties, you made us feel normal, now you have to go and lose all your weight and put on a bikini and act like you never had a baby. Well shame on you celebrities. Shame on you.

Pooping

Pooping for me has now become a group event. Mom's of small children will totally understand this. For some reason when I have to go #2 everyone has to come with me. Today I had Carter (who I bring in there with me so Stella isn't left with him alone), Stella and the dog. As I was sitting there Stella started to rub my back coaching me along. I told her that was nice but that mommy didn't want to be touched while she was using the bathroom. When she heard that I had gone she she began to cheer saying "hurray mommy!" and then gave me a big hug and said "thank you mommy, thank you for going bad poopy." Sadly this is the most encouragement I have received in a long time and it was from an almost 3 year old for going to the bathroom. Maybe one day I will be able to go to the bathroom by myself...maybe.

Carter Daniel

Carter was born February 26th. He was 7lbs 5ozs and 21inches and handsome as can be. My labor story is one I might save for a future post if people actually want to hear it...maybe nobody cares which is fine too.



First off little boys are a whole new ball game...and when I say ball I actually mean balls, and not the kind you play sports with. Who knew that such a tiny baby could pee on you so many times. And why did everyone forget to tell me that his little package is just really a place to hide and store poop? That surely would have been a helpful tip.



We had a tough time figuring him out at first. We knew something was bothering him but didn't know what it was. After a lot of trial and error and now that he's on the most expensive formula known to man kind we have a happy boy. He is the sweetest thing, lots of smiles and laughing and talking. And I can also tell that he loves his mommy. He follows my voice and always smiles when I talk to him. He is the new man in my life and I am totally in love.

He already has a lot of nicknames, our family is really good at them. Everyone calls him "buddy" which is obviously the generic nickname for all boys, my mom calls him Mr. Squeaks sometimes because he is always making noise, even in his sleep. Dan calls him "Cartizner" or "Niezner." Stella used to call him "Mr. Grumps" when he wasn't happy but now that he is we don't really call him that anymore. She also calls him "baby buds or baby butter" which is my favorite, baby butter. Sometimes I just call him butter, kind of like brother but butter.

So welcome to the family Butter, get ready because we are a crazy one!

This is really happening

Carter's arrival is right around the corner...in 10 days to be exact, if he waits until his eviction otherwise it really could be any day. I can't believe how fast this time has gone, when I was pregnant with Stella it seemed to take forever but this has just flown by. I was thinking last night that this will be our last weekend, just the three of us, our little family of 3 will turn into a full on family of 4 so soon. I can't believe that so soon I will have a tiny newborn in my arms. Although Stella is still my baby she is so self sufficient. She can feed herself, wipe her own nose and tell me what she needs and if something is wrong. I can't believe we will be starting over in no time. I know it will be so different and that I will have the best little helper by my side. I tear up when I think about the day that Stella gets to meet her little brother, how happy she will be to finally get to see him and hold him. I feel blessed that we are able to give her a sibling. Here is my all my countdowns.

10 days until he gets his eviction notice
5 days of work left
1 more doctor appointment

This is the moment I realized I am ready for this baby to come out

** Warning, this story contains graphic contents that involve vomit**

I have been suffering from acid reflux since I was about 10 weeks pregnant, it wasn't so bad at first but has now gotten completely out of control. I was taking Pepcid and it would help but still did not make it go away. Finally I called my doctor and they informed me that I shouldn't be "dealing" with it because it is basically rotting away my esophagus and that they would prescribe me some stronger stuff. I got the prescription stuff and yesterday was the first day in 25 weeks that I did not have acid burning my throat. I went to bed a happy girl last night.

After I had been asleep for probably an hour something beyond me happened. Without my mind even registering what was happening my body threw itself out of bed, into the bathroom and I instantly started puking up acid. It all happened so fast I was taking off guard. One minute I'm dead asleep the next I am standing over the toilet puking up stomach acid. It burned so bad so I tried to take a drink of water which instantly came back up too. Dan was horrified and in shock, mostly because he hadn't seen my fat butt move that fast in 7 months at least. Needless to say it was at that point that I decided I am done and this baby can come out now.