Aiden Kaspar has made it into the world!
A big congratulations to my sister Alyssa on the successful delivery of her second son Aiden!
Aiden was born around 10pm last night. 7lbs 12oz and 19inches long
I'm excited that Teebs will have a cousin so close in age!
I heard she was in labor and drove up to the hospital last night after work. Around 9pm she was only 5cm, and wanted to rest so I decided to head home since I was pretty tired myself. If I would have known he was only going to be another hour I would have waited!! I can't believe I missed meeting him right away!!
Congratulations Alyssa, Luke, and Riley! Aiden is coming into a beautiful family!
I can't wait to meet him!! Neither can Teebs!!
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
My Peanut is a Health Nut!
So apparently the only things that I can eat now are those which this tree-hugging little hippie inside of me deems "healthy". Greek yogurt, allowed. Pizza, definitely not allowed. Fresh fruits and veggies, they can stay. Chicken wings, forget about it. This little punk (whom I dearly love and adore) is apparently on a soap box about eating right and making good choices. I don't know what that's about.
The tricky thing is that I had to figure this all out the hard way. Baby couldn't tell me "no, please don't eat or even want that pizza. I'm not going to like it." It's like the kid was on their cell phone with someone else's fetus saying, "Yeah, she's about to eat a slice of pizza... I know, but I really want her to learn this lesson on her own... it's really best for everyone if she discovers how to make good choices through her own discovery... it will mean more in the long run...Ok, well here she goes, gotta run. Ciao babe."
I love you baby, but sometimes mamma just wants a candy bar.
On a side note, I heard my favorite pregnancy craving yesterday. One of the Cafe waitresses would only eat rye bread loaded with butter and topped with Cheetos folded over into a sandwich when she was pregnant. Hilarious.
The tricky thing is that I had to figure this all out the hard way. Baby couldn't tell me "no, please don't eat or even want that pizza. I'm not going to like it." It's like the kid was on their cell phone with someone else's fetus saying, "Yeah, she's about to eat a slice of pizza... I know, but I really want her to learn this lesson on her own... it's really best for everyone if she discovers how to make good choices through her own discovery... it will mean more in the long run...Ok, well here she goes, gotta run. Ciao babe."
I love you baby, but sometimes mamma just wants a candy bar.
On a side note, I heard my favorite pregnancy craving yesterday. One of the Cafe waitresses would only eat rye bread loaded with butter and topped with Cheetos folded over into a sandwich when she was pregnant. Hilarious.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Shared Sandwich
Baby Bean Sprout aka Teebs (short, but also long, for TBD) just shared a sublime sandwich with me. Grilled cheese with tomato, spinach, and apple. Delicious! I may or may not (definitely may) have charred one side of it, but baby didn't mind. It was still spectacular. It was one of those things where you think to yourself, "why in the world don't I make this more often?!". Good share, eh?
On yet another positive note I think I may have hurt the feelings of my morning sickness. He's been giving me the silent treatment today, and I am so totally ok with that!
Saturday afternoon I went up to my parents house and did 6 billion loads of laundry. My sister brought my nephew and my soon to be nephew down to see me, which was wonderful. My brother in law was there too, but who really cares. (Ha ha! Just kidding Luke, love you!) At one point my sister asked my nephew if he thought I was going to have a boy or a girl. First he asked the baby, and then assuredly stated that it was going to be a boy AND a girl. I found this especially amusing considering Shawn's earlier jokes that he doesn't care what sex the baby is as long as it's one or the other!
On that note I am going to take a nice long nap before work since I have to close the bar tonight! Ugh!
On yet another positive note I think I may have hurt the feelings of my morning sickness. He's been giving me the silent treatment today, and I am so totally ok with that!
Saturday afternoon I went up to my parents house and did 6 billion loads of laundry. My sister brought my nephew and my soon to be nephew down to see me, which was wonderful. My brother in law was there too, but who really cares. (Ha ha! Just kidding Luke, love you!) At one point my sister asked my nephew if he thought I was going to have a boy or a girl. First he asked the baby, and then assuredly stated that it was going to be a boy AND a girl. I found this especially amusing considering Shawn's earlier jokes that he doesn't care what sex the baby is as long as it's one or the other!
On that note I am going to take a nice long nap before work since I have to close the bar tonight! Ugh!
Friday, October 7, 2011
Awkward Conversation
Me: Do you have a minute that we could talk?
My Morning Sickness: Yeah, what up babe?
Me: ok first of all, please don't call me babe. It makes me nauseous. Secondly, I just kind of feel like we are on different wavelengths here. We're coming at this pregnancy from entirely different angles, and I feel like you're not respecting my needs. You're just doing your own thing. I felt that you following me to work and just "hanging out" was entirely inappropriate...
My Morning Sickness: What? Are you like embarrassed of me? You don't want your little friends to know we're together? Is that it?
Me: We're not together.
My Morning Sickness: Every morning for the last week you have woken up and I have been right there. That doesn't mean anything to you?
Me: But I don't want you to be there, that's the kicker here.
My Morning Sickness: You want this baby, don't you?
Me: Yes.
My Morning Sickness: You think you can dictate everything in this child's life?
Me: Well, no.
My Morning Sickness: I am here because of that child, and if you don't think you can handle it maybe you better reconsider whether or not you are ready for our baby.
Me: Can you please never ever again refer to this child as ours? Ever.
My Morning Sickness: Whatever. I just don't know anymore if you have what it takes.
Me: I have what it takes. I just don't like you and I would really like it if I never saw you again.
My Morning Sickness: I just have a feeling that's not going to happen.
Me: Yeah, I know. I just wanted you to know how I feel I guess.
My Morning Sickness: Yeah, that's those hormones flaring up.
Me: It's not really the hormones. I mean, have any of the women you've followed around expressed appreciation or gratitude for you being there. I feel like they probably didn't. I feel like they wanted you to leave just as much as I do.
My Morning Sickness: Just goes to show you're a cruel sex.
Me: Then why don't you just leave us alone? I think we'd all be better off.
My Morning Sickness: I don't want to talk about it anymore.
Me: You could just go away, then you wouldn't have to listen to me complain about you. That would work for both of us.
My Morning Sickness: You're just being mean now.
Me: Will that work? If I am mean will you leave me alone?
My Morning Sickness: No.
Me: Fine. Well, I am going to go over there now. So, if you want a break from me being mean to you all you have to do is not follow me.
My Morning Sickness: I hate you.
Me: I hate you, too.
My Morning Sickness: Yeah, what up babe?
Me: ok first of all, please don't call me babe. It makes me nauseous. Secondly, I just kind of feel like we are on different wavelengths here. We're coming at this pregnancy from entirely different angles, and I feel like you're not respecting my needs. You're just doing your own thing. I felt that you following me to work and just "hanging out" was entirely inappropriate...
My Morning Sickness: What? Are you like embarrassed of me? You don't want your little friends to know we're together? Is that it?
Me: We're not together.
My Morning Sickness: Every morning for the last week you have woken up and I have been right there. That doesn't mean anything to you?
Me: But I don't want you to be there, that's the kicker here.
My Morning Sickness: You want this baby, don't you?
Me: Yes.
My Morning Sickness: You think you can dictate everything in this child's life?
Me: Well, no.
My Morning Sickness: I am here because of that child, and if you don't think you can handle it maybe you better reconsider whether or not you are ready for our baby.
Me: Can you please never ever again refer to this child as ours? Ever.
My Morning Sickness: Whatever. I just don't know anymore if you have what it takes.
Me: I have what it takes. I just don't like you and I would really like it if I never saw you again.
My Morning Sickness: I just have a feeling that's not going to happen.
Me: Yeah, I know. I just wanted you to know how I feel I guess.
My Morning Sickness: Yeah, that's those hormones flaring up.
Me: It's not really the hormones. I mean, have any of the women you've followed around expressed appreciation or gratitude for you being there. I feel like they probably didn't. I feel like they wanted you to leave just as much as I do.
My Morning Sickness: Just goes to show you're a cruel sex.
Me: Then why don't you just leave us alone? I think we'd all be better off.
My Morning Sickness: I don't want to talk about it anymore.
Me: You could just go away, then you wouldn't have to listen to me complain about you. That would work for both of us.
My Morning Sickness: You're just being mean now.
Me: Will that work? If I am mean will you leave me alone?
My Morning Sickness: No.
Me: Fine. Well, I am going to go over there now. So, if you want a break from me being mean to you all you have to do is not follow me.
My Morning Sickness: I hate you.
Me: I hate you, too.
Monday, October 3, 2011
7 Weeks
...and I can't get myself to do anything but sleep. I worked 6am to 4pm today, and was asleep by 4:30. I woke up just as my poor husband was about to go to sleep and whined a little about how I was so hungry but too tired to make anything. Of course he gets up and makes me dinner, and brings it to me in bed. What a husband!
Did anyone else feel extremely lazy during pregnancy?? I hope 2nd trimester gives me a little more energy or this child is going to be born into one messy house. Me "nesting" right now is surrounding myself in pillows and wishing I could sleep 20 hours a day.
Did anyone else feel extremely lazy during pregnancy?? I hope 2nd trimester gives me a little more energy or this child is going to be born into one messy house. Me "nesting" right now is surrounding myself in pillows and wishing I could sleep 20 hours a day.
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