He's just about to cross the finish line for the bike.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Sunday, November 07, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
GATOR-DADER
After our great adventure camping with the trailer the first time, we decided to do it again. This time it was a lot closer in Wolf Creek where the Allreds camp during the bow hunt every year. We pull in to the entrance of the campgrounds where those weird outdoor bathrooms are and stretch. Carley wakes up and cries. I take her out of her car seat. "Wow, she must be really sweaty from that car seat," I think to myself as I feel her wet back. I look at it and realize her onsie is filled with yellow mush. She had a blowout that went clear up to her shoulders and got all over the carseat. The good news is that the car seat has a little insert part that is optional so we were able to just take that part out and continue to use the carseat without having it smell like poo. Once I realized my baby was covered in her own filth, I started walking towards the trailer to change her and bathe her with wipes. There was an older couple at the restroom area. The woman saw my baby and proceeded towards my little bundle of ooze. As she was walking she had her hand up and ready to pat the baby on the back while asking how old she is. Of course I stopped her hand from making contact with the soaked onsie still attached to my baby, but perhaps it would have been more entertaining to see her face after she touched it and continued to attempt such pleasantness. heh heh.
Baby is clean, we proceed to our actual campsite and park the trailer. It really is quite beautiful. Mountain peaks, wild flowers, and pine trees. I step out and take a deep breath. It smells like.... trees.... but stinky trees. Like the little car airfreshener that looks like a tree had fermented. It was really strange. Luckily it was only in one spot. Once everyone had arrived and were settled, we had a great time. Cody LOVES playing with his cousin. Kim (Brian's sister) and her family came. She has 3 boys and 1 girl 2 months older than Carley. Cody calls her kids his boys. We had sloppy joes for dinner and later had marshmallows in the campfire. Cody declared he was tired so his dad took him into the trailer and got him to sleep. I was shocked. He always makes me put him to bed. It was great - until later. He woke up around 2ish in the morning crying. We were desperately trying to make him shut up before he woke up the baby but it turned into a yell cry. Brian and I got SO mad because then we had two kids screaming and I was starting to have a meltdown since I didn't know what to do. Cody just fell right back to sleep but the baby took FOR EV ER to settle down again and go to sleep. Phew. Peacefulness. sleep. sleeeeeep..... Cody wakes up crying again. This time I pulled Cody in bed with me as Brian and I were both starting to lose our temper and Brian swung the carseat holding Carley back and forth like a swing until she went back to sleep. Brian slept on a different bed and Cody slept fine the rest of the night. I told Brian I was never camping again.
The next day was fine. Brian and I were grumpy from being mad at Cody but we got over it and Cody went off to play in the dirt and pee in his pants. Again. After breakfast and a failed attempt for a nap everyone went fishing except for me and the baby, Kim and her baby, and Sherry. I tried getting baby to sleep for probably an hour but she couldn't seem to fall asleep without her swing. She FINALLY fell asleep but only stayed asleep for about ten minutes. So I took her over to Ed and Sherrys motorhome and watched the rest of Mama Mia with Kim and Sherry. Cody had a lot of fun fishing but didn't want to touch any of the fish. Did I mention he peed his pants again? I almost ran out of clothes for him.
That night went much more smoothly. Cody woke up crying and I just brought him in bed with us. Carley didn't wake up even though he was really loud. This time I slept on the other bed while Cody stayed in my spot in the big bed. The las day was more enjoyable. Brian made sure to keep Cody busy so I could nurse the baby and keep her happy. Well- Brian kept him busy the whole time. so it was good.
Funny story- the boys made a fort off in the woods that they liked to go to. On the last day we were there Brian went to check it out. He saw some water bottles lying around. Brian told them to pick it up and throw it away or something and the kids said, "We pee in those bottles and then dump the pee out around our fort. We're marking it." Brian told them not to do that anymore. The kids are 12, 6, 4- almost 5 and then Cody who is almost 3. I don't think the 12 yr old had anything to do with it. I hope not anyway. Still need to tell their mom about that one. haha.
Welp, we surved another camping trip. Cody LOVED it and was totally covered in dirt everday. We are planning how to work out the next camping trip the end of August for the bow hunt.
PS Cody calls Gatorade gatordader. it's funny.
Baby is clean, we proceed to our actual campsite and park the trailer. It really is quite beautiful. Mountain peaks, wild flowers, and pine trees. I step out and take a deep breath. It smells like.... trees.... but stinky trees. Like the little car airfreshener that looks like a tree had fermented. It was really strange. Luckily it was only in one spot. Once everyone had arrived and were settled, we had a great time. Cody LOVES playing with his cousin. Kim (Brian's sister) and her family came. She has 3 boys and 1 girl 2 months older than Carley. Cody calls her kids his boys. We had sloppy joes for dinner and later had marshmallows in the campfire. Cody declared he was tired so his dad took him into the trailer and got him to sleep. I was shocked. He always makes me put him to bed. It was great - until later. He woke up around 2ish in the morning crying. We were desperately trying to make him shut up before he woke up the baby but it turned into a yell cry. Brian and I got SO mad because then we had two kids screaming and I was starting to have a meltdown since I didn't know what to do. Cody just fell right back to sleep but the baby took FOR EV ER to settle down again and go to sleep. Phew. Peacefulness. sleep. sleeeeeep..... Cody wakes up crying again. This time I pulled Cody in bed with me as Brian and I were both starting to lose our temper and Brian swung the carseat holding Carley back and forth like a swing until she went back to sleep. Brian slept on a different bed and Cody slept fine the rest of the night. I told Brian I was never camping again.
The next day was fine. Brian and I were grumpy from being mad at Cody but we got over it and Cody went off to play in the dirt and pee in his pants. Again. After breakfast and a failed attempt for a nap everyone went fishing except for me and the baby, Kim and her baby, and Sherry. I tried getting baby to sleep for probably an hour but she couldn't seem to fall asleep without her swing. She FINALLY fell asleep but only stayed asleep for about ten minutes. So I took her over to Ed and Sherrys motorhome and watched the rest of Mama Mia with Kim and Sherry. Cody had a lot of fun fishing but didn't want to touch any of the fish. Did I mention he peed his pants again? I almost ran out of clothes for him.
That night went much more smoothly. Cody woke up crying and I just brought him in bed with us. Carley didn't wake up even though he was really loud. This time I slept on the other bed while Cody stayed in my spot in the big bed. The las day was more enjoyable. Brian made sure to keep Cody busy so I could nurse the baby and keep her happy. Well- Brian kept him busy the whole time. so it was good.
Funny story- the boys made a fort off in the woods that they liked to go to. On the last day we were there Brian went to check it out. He saw some water bottles lying around. Brian told them to pick it up and throw it away or something and the kids said, "We pee in those bottles and then dump the pee out around our fort. We're marking it." Brian told them not to do that anymore. The kids are 12, 6, 4- almost 5 and then Cody who is almost 3. I don't think the 12 yr old had anything to do with it. I hope not anyway. Still need to tell their mom about that one. haha.
Welp, we surved another camping trip. Cody LOVED it and was totally covered in dirt everday. We are planning how to work out the next camping trip the end of August for the bow hunt.
PS Cody calls Gatorade gatordader. it's funny.
Saturday, July 03, 2010
Camping
I haven't posted for awhile as I haven't had much worth writing about. I could write about the multiple times each day I find poop, pee, and regurgitated breast milk on me, but who wants to hear about that? I suppose I could write about the wicked cool trailer we recently purchased. We went camping last weekend with my parents and it was pretty nice. Mom helped me take care of the kids while Brian and Dad went digging for Topaz. Brian found some pretty big ones. We had to peal his fingers off the shovel so he would drive us back to the trailer so we could eat. After everyone ate and napped Brian and my dad headed back to dig some more. While they were gone, I couldn't get the generator to start so the trailer was like a little oven roasting us inside. Topaz Mountain is a desert. No lakes or water around. Luckily we were camped by one small tree so we would kind of huddle in the shade until we couldn't stand the wind and then get back in the oven until we couldn't stand the heat. 4 hours or so later, Brian and my dad come back. They failed to take the camping chairs out of the truck before they left so we had nowhere to sit outside. On their way back they got a flat tire. All in all, I have little desire to go camping there again. Brian recently bought a book about how to find Topaz or something like that as he plans to go back there often. I think it would have been fun if I could have tried to dig a little myself and didn't stress out about the kids so much, but with the heat and no shade, it wasn't super enjoyable.
On the way home, Brian's eye really started to bother him. We had to stop about 3 times because it was hurting so much and he was trying to drive with blurry vision while pulling the trailer. He had more faith in his hurt, blind eye than he did in me or my dad attempting to pull the trailer. Can't say I blame him. He went to the insta-care that night and they were useless. $40 for someone to say, "You MAY have pink eye but you may not. He is a prescription for some antiiotics to drop in your eye." Idiot fake doctors. He went to a real eye doctor yesterday and they told him he has Iritis. I think it's where the middle part of your eye swells and it's really painful as your eye tries to focus and adjust to light. They gave him some kind of white eye drops to treat it and it is supposed to go away soon. Next time we go camping I would like to go to a closer wooded area so I can sit in the shade and relax. I'm still excited about the trailer since it beats tent camping any day.
On the way home, Brian's eye really started to bother him. We had to stop about 3 times because it was hurting so much and he was trying to drive with blurry vision while pulling the trailer. He had more faith in his hurt, blind eye than he did in me or my dad attempting to pull the trailer. Can't say I blame him. He went to the insta-care that night and they were useless. $40 for someone to say, "You MAY have pink eye but you may not. He is a prescription for some antiiotics to drop in your eye." Idiot fake doctors. He went to a real eye doctor yesterday and they told him he has Iritis. I think it's where the middle part of your eye swells and it's really painful as your eye tries to focus and adjust to light. They gave him some kind of white eye drops to treat it and it is supposed to go away soon. Next time we go camping I would like to go to a closer wooded area so I can sit in the shade and relax. I'm still excited about the trailer since it beats tent camping any day.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
NAMES
Here are some names I like. It doesn’t mean Brian agrees with them but it’s such a short list we’ve really got to pick a name for this kid.
BOYS:
Jacob
Darren
Scott
GIRLS:
Lilly
Lillian – Brian doesn’t like it though, reminds him of the girl on Fraiser that Niles divorced.
Carley
Ellie
Ella
Olivia
Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Some suggestions from our Primary class (7 & 8 yr olds) were Gordan, Sarah, Tornado, Randall, and I can’t remember the rest. Good names and all, but I’m thinking not for this one. Maybe for the next one.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
A whole lot about a whole little.
I have been feeling much better lately. Mood wise, that is. Physically I feel like crap, but I will discontinue being a host for this thing in my body in less than a month so that will be good. Then I'll know the true meaning of 'feeling like crap' with the lack of sleep, sore boobs from having the thing in me now OUT of me still sucking the life from me, and the healing stitches in places that should never have scissors used on it. Hm.. So much for that good mood...
Today has been good since I have actually been productive. I change the sheets on my bed, cleaned the kitchen, did some laundry, played with Cody, made lunch, and now Cody is actually taking a nap. I think he is going through a growth spurt. He has been sleeping through the night for about a week straight now AND taking naps! It's so great. I'm actually getting excited to meet this baby and find out the gender. I have bought one girl outfit just in case it's a girl and I need to go through Cody's newborn size bin of clothes to pick out some cute things in case it's a boy. I think I'd better buy another girl outfit or 2 though. I won't feel much like shopping afterwards.
Yesterday Brian and I went to get a carseat at USA Baby but certain days of the week they close at 5:30PM and certain days they close at 8:00PM. Unfortunately we went on a day they closed at 5:30 and got there at 5:34PM. Brian was furious they close at such a ridiculously early time. If they didn't have such a big selection we would have gone somewhere else, but I want one of the snugride Graco ones they have. We are going back tomorrow. Tonight is kereoke for the combined YM/YW. That will be fun to watch. I'd better not try to sing. Last time I tried singing to Cody to try to get him to calm down when he wasn't sleepy (and should have been sleepy) he said "No Mom!" and held his little hand up to my face. When I didn't stop he said it again but this time shaking his hand and head while saying "NO MOM!" When I continued singing he just plugged his ears. I think I should try out for American Idol. Speaking of American Idol, Cody is quite the little singer himself. When we're in the car and the radio is on, he'll add a "YAAaaa" to the end of any song and make his voice try to go wavy. I love it. Or he'll repeat the last word of the song. I'd better be careful with what I listen to.
Freaking cats. I just chased a cat out of the driveway. There are about 6 cats that practically live in our yard. They are in heat right now and SO loud. They wake me up in the middle of the night. It's gross. I can't even let Cody play in the back yard because there is cat poop about every 2 feet.
What was I talking about? Oh well. Doesn't matter. I should get dinner ready if I plan on getting it in the slow cooker and cooking before it's ACTUALLY dinner time, seeing as it will take 3 to 4 hours to cook and it's already 2:00pm. Wish me luck with this chicken and dumplings that I have never tried making before!
Today has been good since I have actually been productive. I change the sheets on my bed, cleaned the kitchen, did some laundry, played with Cody, made lunch, and now Cody is actually taking a nap. I think he is going through a growth spurt. He has been sleeping through the night for about a week straight now AND taking naps! It's so great. I'm actually getting excited to meet this baby and find out the gender. I have bought one girl outfit just in case it's a girl and I need to go through Cody's newborn size bin of clothes to pick out some cute things in case it's a boy. I think I'd better buy another girl outfit or 2 though. I won't feel much like shopping afterwards.
Yesterday Brian and I went to get a carseat at USA Baby but certain days of the week they close at 5:30PM and certain days they close at 8:00PM. Unfortunately we went on a day they closed at 5:30 and got there at 5:34PM. Brian was furious they close at such a ridiculously early time. If they didn't have such a big selection we would have gone somewhere else, but I want one of the snugride Graco ones they have. We are going back tomorrow. Tonight is kereoke for the combined YM/YW. That will be fun to watch. I'd better not try to sing. Last time I tried singing to Cody to try to get him to calm down when he wasn't sleepy (and should have been sleepy) he said "No Mom!" and held his little hand up to my face. When I didn't stop he said it again but this time shaking his hand and head while saying "NO MOM!" When I continued singing he just plugged his ears. I think I should try out for American Idol. Speaking of American Idol, Cody is quite the little singer himself. When we're in the car and the radio is on, he'll add a "YAAaaa" to the end of any song and make his voice try to go wavy. I love it. Or he'll repeat the last word of the song. I'd better be careful with what I listen to.
Freaking cats. I just chased a cat out of the driveway. There are about 6 cats that practically live in our yard. They are in heat right now and SO loud. They wake me up in the middle of the night. It's gross. I can't even let Cody play in the back yard because there is cat poop about every 2 feet.
What was I talking about? Oh well. Doesn't matter. I should get dinner ready if I plan on getting it in the slow cooker and cooking before it's ACTUALLY dinner time, seeing as it will take 3 to 4 hours to cook and it's already 2:00pm. Wish me luck with this chicken and dumplings that I have never tried making before!
Friday, January 01, 2010
So I haven't posted for awhile because all I can ever really think about lately is Susan. She's been missing for almost a month now and I was making myself sick reading every single article ever written about the situation. Then I found myself reading the comments that strangers would leave underneath the article about what THEY think happened, or should happen. Most people have been sensitive about the way they ask how the search is going and such, but others have made me furious with talking about how she's dead buried in the snow somewhere by now and her murderous husband needs to just admit what he's done so the family can move on. It's not as though I haven't thought every possible thing about what has happened, but I still don't need someone to say it out loud. To my face. Just so I can fight once again to hold back the crying. It's all just so strange. I find myself feeling guilty that I wasn't a better friend. We had a lot of differences and disagreed on a number of things so I didn't try very hard to be as close to her as I was when I was her visiting teacher. Her disappearance has made me want to never speak poorly of anyone else again. What if that is the only way someone else will know of them? Through my negative comments about them? A detective came over to talk to me about my relationship with her and what I thought about their marital issues and so on. As soon as he left I got a call from the news. I was trying so hard to stay vague and not give any information, as the police are trying to keep everything as quiet as possible, though I'm not sure why. I don't do well under pressure and the next day I read a whole bunch of my own quotes in an article. It made me sick like I did something wrong. I did NOT, however, give any media source information about the e-mails she had sent out to myself and others about Josh when she was having a hard time deciding what to do with Josh. I'm more than annoyed with whoever freely gave out that information, mostly because I don't think Susan would appreciate it being made public. Since that article, I have stopped reading and watching the clips about Susan because for one, there is no new information, and two- I was letting my house fall apart and my emotions get the best of me. I couldn't help crying so many times and Cody has brought me tissue and kissed my knee or whatever he can reach and look up at me with his sweet big eyes and say, "Better?" I love him so much.
I can't believe I will be having another baby in about 10 weeks here. I am getting more and more uncomfortable and this baby seems to be trying to make its own way out through the side of my belly. My back aches and other unmentionable areas ache even more. I want to eat everything in sight and I find myself in a bad mood more and more. It might have something to do with the weather too. I don't want to leave the house much but I can't keep he house clean so it makes me claustrophobic. What is it about complaining that makes me feel somewhat better? Maybe it's the 'misery loves company' of sorts. Oh- we didn't get that lot in Heber. I was really really looking forward to moving. So that was kind of a downer. I don't want to go to church because I don't want to be around anyone else who knows Susan. I thought it would be great to move and stick my head in the sand and pretend everything has just been a horrible dream since I can't do anything to help anyway. My father-in-law has no confidence in the WVC police, seeing as they couldn't even track a license plate from a car that stole a part off his boat.
Wow this post really sucks. That's why I haven't posted anything for so long. I knew it would just be grumpy.
I can't believe I will be having another baby in about 10 weeks here. I am getting more and more uncomfortable and this baby seems to be trying to make its own way out through the side of my belly. My back aches and other unmentionable areas ache even more. I want to eat everything in sight and I find myself in a bad mood more and more. It might have something to do with the weather too. I don't want to leave the house much but I can't keep he house clean so it makes me claustrophobic. What is it about complaining that makes me feel somewhat better? Maybe it's the 'misery loves company' of sorts. Oh- we didn't get that lot in Heber. I was really really looking forward to moving. So that was kind of a downer. I don't want to go to church because I don't want to be around anyone else who knows Susan. I thought it would be great to move and stick my head in the sand and pretend everything has just been a horrible dream since I can't do anything to help anyway. My father-in-law has no confidence in the WVC police, seeing as they couldn't even track a license plate from a car that stole a part off his boat.
Wow this post really sucks. That's why I haven't posted anything for so long. I knew it would just be grumpy.
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