-get a full night's sleep again.
-get to go to the bathroom ALONE.
-wear my "diet" clothes again.
-get to take a kidless vacation.
-cook a full meal without being interrupted.
-take a shower without Kyra coming into the bathroom. I swear that kid has a radar for me.
-wear a bikini and feel good about it.
-sit outside at a live music venue while sipping a margarita.
-sit through an entire Mass without a kid asking, "What's that?" or "Is it time to go yet?" Ugh.
-do a triathlon.
-do all of my Christmas shopping online (I actually hope that it'll happen this year).
-have an actual "date" with my husband without there being a child or a pump involved.
-get my boobs back.
-bask in the warm sunshine on a tropical island.
-not have to shave my legs.
-get a much needed deep tissue massage.
-learn my Body Flow on time.
One can dream right?
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Dodging a bullet.....
Well we were pretty much spared by yet another hurricane. The scary thing is that they keep hitting more and more westward, so maybe next time we won't be so lucky. I pray that this season ends soon. It's been way too busy and catastrophic.
On that note, I'm sick to death of the people on some of the Houston TV station message boards criticizing officials for making them leave and then criticizing the forecasters for not making the right predictions. Um, with EVERY hurricane, we know that these things have a mind of their own and they'll go in where they want to go in. These people should just be thankful that they have their life to savor and a home to go back to. I think we all learned a lesson from Katrina in that you MUST be prepared and ready to go because you never know when the "big one" will hit and you never know what kind of damage it'll do. As much trouble as it was for everyone to get out of there, I'm glad they did. I hope that they are glad that they left too. Better safe than sorry.
I'm speechless when it comes to poor New Orleans. I really don't know what to say. The levees didn't hold and the city is under water again. It's so disheartening. It makes me wonder if this is God's way of telling them not to rebuild. But if you don't rebuild, then what are you gonna do? Let the city be part of the Gulf? Plus who's going to want to go back to live there? That's a tough situation. I pray that God watches over everyone working down there and that God watches over the people who are starting new lives elsewhere.
Richard's family came to stay here for a few days when we thought that Rita was going to hit closer to Victoria. My dad went to stay with my sister. Lisa and my uncle went down to Victoria and collected all of the photo albums. When they called me that day to say that they had done that, that's when it hit me. One of these things could wipe out my entire hometown. Scary. Very scary.
And to my Aunt Rita....I still love you. :)
On that note, I'm sick to death of the people on some of the Houston TV station message boards criticizing officials for making them leave and then criticizing the forecasters for not making the right predictions. Um, with EVERY hurricane, we know that these things have a mind of their own and they'll go in where they want to go in. These people should just be thankful that they have their life to savor and a home to go back to. I think we all learned a lesson from Katrina in that you MUST be prepared and ready to go because you never know when the "big one" will hit and you never know what kind of damage it'll do. As much trouble as it was for everyone to get out of there, I'm glad they did. I hope that they are glad that they left too. Better safe than sorry.
I'm speechless when it comes to poor New Orleans. I really don't know what to say. The levees didn't hold and the city is under water again. It's so disheartening. It makes me wonder if this is God's way of telling them not to rebuild. But if you don't rebuild, then what are you gonna do? Let the city be part of the Gulf? Plus who's going to want to go back to live there? That's a tough situation. I pray that God watches over everyone working down there and that God watches over the people who are starting new lives elsewhere.
Richard's family came to stay here for a few days when we thought that Rita was going to hit closer to Victoria. My dad went to stay with my sister. Lisa and my uncle went down to Victoria and collected all of the photo albums. When they called me that day to say that they had done that, that's when it hit me. One of these things could wipe out my entire hometown. Scary. Very scary.
And to my Aunt Rita....I still love you. :)
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Kyra, the babysitter.....
It's no secret that Kyra is a very independent little girl. She thinks that she can do everything....everything from dressing herself to getting something to eat by herself. Can you already see where I'm going with this? ;)
This morning I left to teach at the downtown gym. Richard was resting in our bed and Maeve was napping. Kyra was probably either playing on the computer or watching tv. We've never had to worry about her wrecking the house if we are asleep. We trust her a lot and she's just not the type of kid to make a huge mess.
The monitor stays in our room, but either it was off or Kyra turned it off. In any case, Richard didn't hear Maeve and she woke up. He didn't hear her, but guess who did? That's right. Her sister did. So imagine Richard's surprise when he gets out of bed and see Maeve sitting in her Bumbo seat in the living room! He said that he almost had a heart attack. Kyra said, "See, I can be Maeve's babysitter!" She had gotten her out of her crib and carried her into the living room. I've played that scene over and over in my mind and the thought puts me on the verge of a panic attack. I absolutely cannot believe that Kyra picked Maeve up! Maeve is probably about 17 lbs. now. I'm grateful that she got to her to the Bumbo safely, but what if she would have dropped her?
Richard and I sat Kyra down and told her that although she's a HUGE help with Maeve around the house, she SHOULD NOT ever pick her up. I told her that she can "babysit" without picking her up. Bless her heart though....she was just trying to help and be the wonderful big sister that she is.
I swear there's never a dull moment around here.
This morning I left to teach at the downtown gym. Richard was resting in our bed and Maeve was napping. Kyra was probably either playing on the computer or watching tv. We've never had to worry about her wrecking the house if we are asleep. We trust her a lot and she's just not the type of kid to make a huge mess.
The monitor stays in our room, but either it was off or Kyra turned it off. In any case, Richard didn't hear Maeve and she woke up. He didn't hear her, but guess who did? That's right. Her sister did. So imagine Richard's surprise when he gets out of bed and see Maeve sitting in her Bumbo seat in the living room! He said that he almost had a heart attack. Kyra said, "See, I can be Maeve's babysitter!" She had gotten her out of her crib and carried her into the living room. I've played that scene over and over in my mind and the thought puts me on the verge of a panic attack. I absolutely cannot believe that Kyra picked Maeve up! Maeve is probably about 17 lbs. now. I'm grateful that she got to her to the Bumbo safely, but what if she would have dropped her?
Richard and I sat Kyra down and told her that although she's a HUGE help with Maeve around the house, she SHOULD NOT ever pick her up. I told her that she can "babysit" without picking her up. Bless her heart though....she was just trying to help and be the wonderful big sister that she is.
I swear there's never a dull moment around here.
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Sisterly love....
The girls were so cute tonight. I was giving Maeve a bath in her tub in the sink and Kyra was sitting at on one of the barstools and was singing. Maeve started giggling at her. Then Kyra would laugh. Maeve would laugh too! Finally, Kyra decided to start telling Maeve her "knock knock" jokes. She went on and on...making up the dumbest jokes I'd ever heard. Funny thing is by this time, Maeve was kicking and flailing her arms and laughing hysterically. I told Richard that Maeve must be the only one that thinks Kyra's jokes are funny! :0
It was the first time they've really interacted with each other. Sure Kyra walks around the room and Maeve follows her with her eyes. But this time was different. It was as if they were both on the same page.
I love my girlies!
It was the first time they've really interacted with each other. Sure Kyra walks around the room and Maeve follows her with her eyes. But this time was different. It was as if they were both on the same page.
I love my girlies!
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Girl talk.....
The girls are doing ok this week. Kyra's allergies started bothering her over the weekend. They've gotten better but now Maeve sounds horrible. Ugh. Richard also has them and has almost completely lost his voice. I think there's good ol Mold in the air right now. Lovely. Looks like the girls are following in my footsteps with being highly allergic to that stuff. :(
Maeve has been rolling over constantly. She's all over her crib now. I never know how I'm going to find her when I go in there in the mornings. Last night I also discovered that she's VERY ticklish. I love those sweet belly laughs. She also loves for me to talk to her and she loves to babble back. I love this age where they aren't infants, but they aren't mobile yet either. I wish she could stay like this forever. :)
Kyra continues to crack me up. She came in my bed in the middle of the night because she was having "bad dreams". I asked her what her bad dreams were about and she said that "daddy and Spongebob's teacher were trying to take away my blankie." LOL! Guess she's been watching too much TV. Her imagination is running wild these days. Yesterday, she told me that she has affectionately named her blow-up toy from Sonic. His name is "Bob". Um, ok. She drew a treasure map the other day and was going around the house looking for things that were on that map. Amazing, I tell ya.
We did have a horrible drop-off at school this morning. Some other kid was crying so Kyra decided that she would too. By the time I walked out the door, she was screaming, "Mommy don't leave me!" My heart was breaking. I made a mad dash to the car with Maeve and we got the heck outta there. Poor kiddo. We still have days like that. Tuesday she was fine, but today was another story. I guess it just comes with growing up. I KNOW that Maeve will do it too.
Maeve has been rolling over constantly. She's all over her crib now. I never know how I'm going to find her when I go in there in the mornings. Last night I also discovered that she's VERY ticklish. I love those sweet belly laughs. She also loves for me to talk to her and she loves to babble back. I love this age where they aren't infants, but they aren't mobile yet either. I wish she could stay like this forever. :)
Kyra continues to crack me up. She came in my bed in the middle of the night because she was having "bad dreams". I asked her what her bad dreams were about and she said that "daddy and Spongebob's teacher were trying to take away my blankie." LOL! Guess she's been watching too much TV. Her imagination is running wild these days. Yesterday, she told me that she has affectionately named her blow-up toy from Sonic. His name is "Bob". Um, ok. She drew a treasure map the other day and was going around the house looking for things that were on that map. Amazing, I tell ya.
We did have a horrible drop-off at school this morning. Some other kid was crying so Kyra decided that she would too. By the time I walked out the door, she was screaming, "Mommy don't leave me!" My heart was breaking. I made a mad dash to the car with Maeve and we got the heck outta there. Poor kiddo. We still have days like that. Tuesday she was fine, but today was another story. I guess it just comes with growing up. I KNOW that Maeve will do it too.
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