Saturday, February 28, 2009


I know I complain a lot here which is probably annoying. But not today! I'm not even sure that made sense. Anyway, I had a lovely massage. It was very relaxing. I really enjoyed myself. Then I had a nice pedicure and then I went shopping on the downtown mall. I got some high-end cupcakes - you know, the ones that look too pretty to eat. Then I bought some soap and had pizza for lunch. Not a bad mom's day. :)

I think I get another official one in a couple of months, right?

Friday, February 27, 2009


I went to the doctor and I don't have any scratches on my cornea. I was most concerned about that. And what kind of doctor tells you to get there by 11 and when you bend space and time to get your unshowered pregnant butt out the door in 20 minutes as well as dressing a two year old and packing snacks, then has the balls to leave the office just as you get there, on time??? SIGH Ego much? I stuck it out though cuz I did want an answer for my eye situation. I just don't know if I could have enjoyed my pregnancy massage and pedicure tomorrow, otherwise. :)

MY HERO (is not a sandwich)

I had a rough night last night. Lily woke up sometime in the middle of the night wanting me. I was up with something stuck in my eye. It was so weird. I couldn't wipe it out or rub it out and it was a small white particulate. I took Lily to bed with me and I was crying because I was so frustrated. The tears seemed to dissolve it but now I'm worried that since it was embedded in my cornea I might have to worry about infections. I'm going to try and see my doctor today. But Lily kept me up until 5. Sigh.

Anyway, I was crying because I was supposed to take my car in today to fix the rear window fluid thingie and I thought now I've disrupted everything, etc. Pedro did wake me up to ask me if I was taking in the car and I was vehemently NOT and thanks for waking me up. He called recently to let me know that he moved the baby seat into his car and he drove my car to the dealership to get it fixed. Isn't that amazing? I mean really. I didn't expect him to do that at all. I guess sometimes my knight in pizza stained armor comes through. :)

Thursday, February 26, 2009


Pedro put up a baby gate to keep Lily out of the living room and away from the Wii. And tv. Unfortunately, for him, it's not working.

I think it's fairly certain that the daughter of a Marine is going to be able to handle commando crawling under a baby gate, no?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009


More classes to go. Last night I called Pedro on the way home and got to talk to Lily for a little bit. She was upset that I wasn't there and was crying and saying "OK mama". OMG, it killed me. I miss hanging out as a family. I know, it's not long now but it feels like for every night I get through the next one feels three times as long.

In unrelated news, my shoulder has been hurting me again. I think it's because of the relaxin (yes that's a real word) loosening up all my ligaments. If all of my joints were normal, it wouldn't be so bad.

Well, I had a week free from cat vomit. It looks like someone threw up last night and someone else ate it. There's just a couple of stains on the carpet. SIGH. Hey, we made it a week.

The video is from yesterday morning. I had to PRY Lily out of bed at 9:45. I'm hoping that once I'm done with school we can all start on a more normal schedule. Sigh. I know, there are worse things in life. I'm just run down, sore, and grumpy. Plus my insides are being shoved around by a fetus doing jumping jacks.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Number of the Day

Eleven. Now I have that stupid Sesame Street song in my head. Well, I looked it up on youtube but I found THIS instead. Holy crap, I don't anyone who can dance like that! And although my mom used to force me to watch a lot of old movies, I don't remember ever seeing it. I feel like I burned calories just watching it! Well, at least I was amazed for the day. :) Back to the grind. :P

In an effort to eat healthy today, I made some organic oatmeal made with water and soy milk. Who came along and bogarted it? I'll give you a hint - she's two but she'll argue with you and say that she's three. She actually ate half of it. Now, to put this in perspective, I used to make her oatmeal. I'd make it with milk and put butter and syrup in it. She spurned it. Disdained it! I make my crappy healthy version and she's all over it. I think it has to do with wanting mommy's food without mommy parcelling it out. If I tried to give it to her, then she wouldn't want it. Sigh. Oh to understand the inner machinations of a two year old. And to get a full night's sleep. And to not have to go to night class. The list creeps on.

I can't remember what else is going on. I've got a lot of laundry to do. I've got chocolate pie chilling in the fridge. I'm going to take it to class. :) I'm like that. I will be so glad to finish class. I'm not sure if I'll have time to complete my licensing before the baby comes. It's like they have to keep the school certificate for a certain amount of time and I'm sure the school will take a certain amount of time mailing it and I really don't want to try and give a facial when I'm 38 weeks pregnant. Although my teacher thinks I should do it just for the sympathy. Which made me feel really positive about my skills. Hooch.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Sometimes I just like to feel....


I've been looking at more uplifting stories online today. I've tried to avoid the explosion, murder, etc. stories. I did read a cool story about a pigeon. I know, you're thinking, what??? It's cute so shut it and go and read.

Apparently, I also like to feel belligerent and bossy. Whatev.

I told g-ma and g-pa that I was worried Miss Lily was constipated as she hadn't pooped in over a day and we'd been giving her unhealthy food. Well, apparently g-pa's high fiber cereal worked some wonders cuz she has pooped 4 times today. Ahh the wonders of motherhood.

I also had a weird dream about zombies the other night. I've got some pretty wicked moves with a samurai sword. Also, zombies like cheese and bookstores. Just thought, I'd pass that along. Anyway, I have a baby waiting for me to get her ready for bed. I guess she's not the baby anymore. Sigh. She's the main pooper!

Thursday, February 19, 2009


Yes, I took a video of Lily. She's been increasing her vocabulary so we have more interesting conversations. :)

Riley is doing a lot better. He eats and sleeps. No doubt trying to recuperate from his illness.

I am starving. Baby is definitely in high gear today. So enjoy the video whilst I go and cook my steak...

Cat Update #3

Well, I spent a lot of money at the vet's office yesterday. Riley has a bladder infection and I'm only slightly scratched up from giving him the medicine for it. No barfing since he got home and he seems to be feeling better. Although, the vet said there was a shadowy area in his stomach that she couldn't figure out by the x-rays. He could have a partial blockage or it could be a tumor. Awesome.

I did have sort of an awful thought this morning. What if #2 comes out and is allergic to cats?? Then I'd HAVE to get rid of them.....

Oh, I'd miss them. In a look-how-clean-my-floor-is kind of way.

I tried to take pictures of Lily this morning but all the batteries I tried were dead. So I've got some charging. Hopefully, I can take some this afternoon. Tonight is class #13. It's the final countdown. Woot!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Cat Update #2

It appears that Riley has a bladder infection but the vet isn't sure that's what is causing all the barfing. They're trying to get a stool sample but he still isn't eating so there's nothing to get. A funny spot showed up on the x-ray in his stomach but she couldn't really tell what it was. I just hope I don't have to take Riley to the kitty hospital in Richmond for a kitty ultrasound. :P Hopefully, I'll get more info on that when I go to pick him up. phew I swear, once the cats have moved on to meet their maker, no more mess makers. I used to have an aquarium. I think I'll go back to that....

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Cat Update

Riley is staying at the vet's overnight. They want to do some blood tests and take some x-rays. She became concerned when I said that Riley's appetite was off and that he's been throwing so much. It suggests a blockage somewhere. Sigh. I wonder if it's a piece of Pedro's shoe? He's always threatening to put a boot up someone's *$$.

Lily threw a complete and total fit when we left Riley behind. She had to sit on the exam table with him. She cried when she couldn't see him in the car. So you can imagine the fireworks when we left there without him. Everyone in the waiting room was all awwwww. They didn't have tears or spit on them, I gather. The vet said that he's not dehydrated, which is good and he's pretty healthy so he may have allergies or something. We have to get the test results back first and then maybe a strict regimen of really bland food.

I sometimes suspect there might be something in the house or the water supply. Our water supply sucketh. Well, someone wants a nap (besides me, I always want a nap) so I'd better go. May all of you have a puke free day.

This morning's barf count

Four. I'm so close to doing kitty drop kicks off of the back deck. Fortunately for them, no one barfed on the carpet that Pedro steam cleaned last night or they might be a little closer to meeting Jesus.

I'm going to exhaust all of my options at the vet, but they also have an adoption board there that I'm thinking of using. I CANNOT take it anymore. I'd love to keep Daphne. She's my home girl and I'm not getting rid of her. Riley is the biggest mess maker and BG is sort of Lily's cat so, sorry Riley your number is up. He's a sweet natured cat and the vet always makes a fuss about him so maybe I can make a sales pitch while I'm there....

Monday, February 16, 2009

The word

We, or rather I, had a 22 week ultrasound today. She's doing great, punching the heck out of my bladder. The weird thing is that she's only in the 30th percentile. Lily was 99% all the way. So it's a little, strange. I ate a burger and then some frozen custard to help bulk her up. I mean, I've been eating. I've been so hungry that I've had to get up at 1am to make toast. So it's not like I haven't been sending her some calories. I used a baby book to predict that if she stays on course, she'll weigh 6.6 pounds at birth. Wow. Maybe I'll get my teeny baby this time. :)

Also, I'm about to kick all of the cats out of the house. Daphne no longer poops in the litter pans, but on the floor. Riley has been barfing every day for the last 4 or 5 days. Saturday I had 11 barfs to clean up. He goes to the vet tomorrow. It's frustrating because I had them all on a good routine for 2 weeks and then he had some of the old food. Maybe he has allergies?? Then there's BG who pees on any laundry he spies on the floor. I'm always picking up Lily's blankets to make sure that he doesn't get them. I'm seriously ready to take them all to a local no-kill shelter and hand over a good sized donation. It's not that I'm against the responsibility of taking care of pets but they all seem to be such miscreants. I can't deal with it being pregnant and trying to keep things clean. Lily walks around the cat vomit like they're land mines. It's repugnant and I'm sick of it.

Pedro still has a sore back from helping move on Saturday. Add to that the visit to the dermatologist today who cut out some funky looking moles. He's a little grumpy.

So all in all, we're kind of an unhappy household today. Pedro doesn't want me to get rid of any of the cats BUT he's not happy with the messes either. I used to think that people who didn't have pets in their house were sort of evil and uncaring. Now I realize they just want to keep their floors and furniture (and walls) clean. SIGH. Hopefully, the vet will be able to recommend something for Riley. I'm expecting blood tests. Maybe they could keep him there for observation for a year or two?

Saturday, February 14, 2009


I find this very interesting. It's an article on the researcher who "discovered" a link between autism and the MMR vaccine. Remember kids, correlation does NOT imply causation. I went ahead with vaccinating Lily and I'll do so with #2. Maybe the vaccine triggers autism in those with a genetic predisposition. In which case, maybe there needs to be standard genetic testing either before or just after birth? I know they do blood tests, but I don't know if that's enough.

Anyway, clearly I need to eat hashbrowns and eggs every morning cuz my brain is doing pretty well!

And thanks g-pa for waking me up at 6:15 this morning. Now that I got Pedro and Lily out of the house, I'm heading back to bed. Good luck with the moving!

Friday, February 13, 2009


I'm not very good with the titles today. Again, I'm stating the obvious. Sigh. I had to have a slice of Thai Chicken Pizza today. So after our rather short nap (Lily started crying in her sleep again) we rolled out of bed and went for some pie. We picked up daddy on the way and had a short little family night out. It always kills me how social Lily is and how much she loves to be around other people. The very opposite of Pedro and I. I mean, we like to hang with people, sometimes. But Lily can go out all the time. You know?

Anyway, I was perusing my cellphone pictures and discovered that I have been a bit lax about posting them. The first one is from a nap a couple of days ago. The next one is Lily scared out of her wits in the car wash. The last one is of Lily shopping. The girl LOVES to shop. When my parents would take me shopping, they'd ask me what I liked and I would point to the nearest object without even looking. I still sort of loathe clothes shopping. However, do not get in my way if shoes are involved.... (oh geez, Lily just saw the latest Harper's Bazaar and is flicking through it with abandon. I told you people!)

So we made it to playgroup. I almost fell asleep sitting on the couch. We had a fun time though. Sort of. Lily has become more territorial about her toys. She started to play with this musical table with spinny things and whatnot. Of course the younger kids were attracted. She looked like she was playing whack-a-mole trying to smack the other children's hands away. We had a brief intervention. She was the biggest kid there and she could easily hurt a little one. I'm going to have to work with her a little more on sharing. Perhaps I could use shopping as a reward...?

Auspicious Beginnings

So it's Friday the 13th. I am in a worse mood than yesterday. In my effort to just get through the rest of class, I've taken up some bad habits. I had half a pepsi last night which kept me awake until 2am. Sigh. I woke up several times but thankfully Riley was with me and snuggled/purred me back to sleep. Until I woke up to him about to barf on the bed. Sigh. I threw him a good 5 feet. :)

We're going to try to make it to playgroup this morning. I will be there, I can't promise that I will be interesting or nice. I may never be interesting or nice but I usually make an effort. The only good thing that's come from me working so hard in class is that things are finally coming to me without a lot of effort. I can't think of the word.


Thursday, February 12, 2009

Bad Mood

I am just trying to get through the next four weeks. I have 16 classes left. I'm doing my best to make sure that I polish my skills and learn the most that I can. But I am SO DAMN TIRED. Baby #2 kicks a lot. It seems that she does so, just as I'm trying to fall asleep. Lily kept me awake the other night by crying in her sleep. I dosed her with some tylenol and got to sleep from 4:30 to 6. You know? I'm TIRED. I'd like to get some rest because once #2 is out and about there certainly won't be a lot of sleep. Sigh. Pedro. Well, I think hibernating bears are more friendly. He would argue it's because they're getting the rest they need. He's tired of coming home after a busy day at work and having to watch Lily, who probably just woke up from a nap and is READY TO GO! I am glad that I took this course. I've learned a lot and enjoyed the company of some awesome women. But damn I'm tired.

Oh cool. Tomorrow is Friday the 13th. 13 has been a lucky number for me over the years. How could I ever forget the 4th grade cake walk. Do they still do those?

Monday, February 9, 2009

I've got the Hippy Hippy Aches

I've DYING to use that title. I'm not often hit by inspiration (or talent) so I wanted to make the most of it. Yes, my hips are hurting. Baby #2 has been kicking the tinsel out of me and my body seems to be reacting by making by butt as wide as possible. I really wish that Pedro would stop rubbing my belly and saying "come on 15 pounds". That's just NOT funny. We still haven't picked a name for #2. But then the universe spoke when it came time for Lily's name so maybe I just have to listen.

I do still really like the names Carma and Solace. No, I am not a 50 year old hippie trapped in a slightly younger body.

Although, if Pedro ditches me again after I give birth I may tell the lady that records the names that she'll be Beulah May Moo Thompson. It has a certain "something", n'est-ce pas?

I still like the name I had chosen for a boy baby. Bram Everett Thompson. Feel free to use it, I'm not going to be able to. :) I'm not entirely sure why Pedro thinks I'm going to want another child after this one. For someone who only wanted one child, he's not really acting the part, is he?

I can't really concentrate anymore. It was warm yesterday and I had the doors and windows open. Now I have severe sinus pressure. I need to go into town to get some local honey but it will have to wait. I didn't get a lot of sleep and nap time trumps all.

I caught BG and Riley "fighting" on the big bed this morning. OH and Lily ditched me last night. I was half-way through my nighttime bathroom visit when I saw her walk by once. I told her I was hurrying and she scurried back to bed. THEN I saw her trot by with her blankets. She was checking to see if her daddy was in bed!!! And when he was she left me! That's two nights in a row. Sigh. I try not to make too big of a deal of it. After all, in 4 months I'll be up all night with a new baby. But still.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

And we shall give this new evil a name and it shall be known as BUG

Lily has decided that she's terrified of bugs. Unfortunately, this has brought out a particularly evil streak in me. "Lily you'd better sit still for your diaper change or a bug will get you." Lily - "SHRIEK!" It's like Christmas came early for me. Also, I'm stuffed full of steak and potatoes. When I was pregnant with Lily I couldn't stand the thought of eating something so dead and yucky. It was nectarines for me, baby! (and her) This time around I've been eating a yummy bloody steak every week. Tonight, though, it was warm enough to grill outside. I felt slightly evil as the scent of seasoned steak wafted throughout the neighbourhood. I told Pedro that if my taste buds had a g-spot, tonight's steak hit it. Does that mean I'm getting a little too into my food???

Friday, February 6, 2009

The Decision

I may have just left Pedro the strangest email message ever. Well, the one where I called to say I was pregnant with Lily was probably pretty funny too. I was so flabbergasted. Anyway, there's a local school doing some fund raising with cookie dough. I feel compelled to do my part in this awful economy. I'm trying to keep it to three buckets of dough instead of four. My message went something like:

Me: "Hey Pedro, that cookie lady emailed me back and now I have the information to order. I can't decide though, between the chunky chocolate and the key lime white chocolate macadamia. I'm going to get the white chocolate macadamia and the night and day, which is white chocolate in a dark chocolate cookie so I guess that's already two white chocolate. Okay, thanks, I made up my mind. I'll get the chunky chocolate".

I can't wait for him to listen to THAT one. Don't you all wish you had such major decisions in your lives? And I'm sure cookie dough is cheaper at the grocery store (I'm not sure I've ever not made cookies from scratch) but this is for a local school. :) And for my tummy.

Thursday, February 5, 2009


Pedro doesn't like it when I don't put up new pictures or videos of Lily. Also, because I'm a mean mommy.

Dysgeusia - Bless you

Well, hmpf. I told my doctor that I had a sour taste in my mouth all the time and that I've turned to Jolly Ranchers for relief. Since I passed my glucose test he said I'm fine to have the candies but to watch out for cavities. blah blah blah blah. He did say he didn't know why I'd have that problem though. Well, there's nothing a pregnant woman with time on her hands can't find out on the internet.

I present to you:



I belong to two parenting clubs. I know, I'm the schizzle. Anyhoo, all these messages are flying around regarding people trying to gain entrance to your home by saying they're doing a college project/survey. They say it's happening "all over" central VA and there are personal reports too. It seems like, thus far, no one has fallen for this so I wonder what the real threat is. I don't even know why I'm writing about this. I guess on some level it does tap into some of my fears of someone busting into the house. I know, I know. We live in a gated community and that keeps a lot of crime out of the area. (except for murder suicides) But it's like I have another little worry in the back of my pregnant brain.

That is why I'd like some community support. Please comment on why I should be allowed to have a dog. Pedro is always telling me no, but he'll have no one to blame but himself should he come home one day to our cold lifeless bodies. Alright Pedro, don't do it for me, do it for the tv.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009


I wonder if Lily is going to be one of those people covered in tattoos when she's older? She loves writing on herself. This was the first time with an ink pen though. And she helped me clean it off. I was wondering why she was being so good and quiet playing by herself in the corner. That's the kicker, isn't it? When they're quiet. That's when the mayonnaise is being spread across the bathroom floor.

I guess there's nothing else to report. Lily's talking more, I'm tired, #2 is kicking and Pedro is old and grumpy. Same old, same old.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009


I'm just not sure what, if any, title this post should have. First off, I've been withholding pics, apparently. I didn't mean to and as most of the world knows at this point, I am pregnant and scatterbrained. Also, Riley has developed Laser Eyes. I think it's an evolutionary response to how late I give them their wet food. Actually, it's rare to see Riley and Lily occupying the same time and space.

Lily would like you all to know that she can accessorize. AND also wipe her own butt. Which is disturbing to walk in on. The potty training thing is moving along in fits and spurts. Maybe I shouldn't have said spurts. She's really into changing her clothes and keeping herself clean so hopefully full-time potty usage is around the corner.

Snow Day

There was a pretty layer of snow on the ground, when I woke up this morning. It's warming up now so things just look mushy. :( I've finally reached a point where I don't feel like I have SOMETHING TO DO. I do have things to do for class before I can graduate: a résumé, a class project, final evaluation. But I'm a little blah about all of that. I mean, I've been busy this morning, cleaning up and taking care of Lily. But there's nothing urgent and that feels so wonderful.

I asked Lily if she could pull up her own pants this morning and she said "Maybe". ACK!

Monday, February 2, 2009


I have been trying to make the biggest deal out of it that I can so aside from getting three chocolates I sat beside her on the bed and snuggled her. As I wrapped my arm around her, I told her that I was so so proud of her. She tilted her face up to mine and said "thanks mama".

I didn't cry.



Sunday, February 1, 2009


This is what Lily did with her pancakes this morning. I know that I was never artistic or dexterous enough to have pulled that off when I was 10, let alone 2. She must have my mom's talent, which clearly skipped a generation. I can't even make stick men look like stick men. Really.

We had a fun day yesterday with g-ma and g-pa. Although, my pregnancy brain was running rampant. It was barely above freezing and I brought two jackets for myself and none for Lily. Sigh. She survived. :) To build the tower of waffles.