A Conversation

Curt: Are you in a good mood?
Me: Yes
Curt: I love you
Me: What do you want to do...What fun do you want to go have while I'm stuck at home?

He wants to go to a golf tournament about 2.5 hours from here - fine - about 2 weeks before the baby is due - not so fine! I thought I had him talked out of it a few weeks ago when he brought it up, but after seeing some old college friends last weekend he learned a lot of guys he hasn't seen in a long time are going to be there. Now I'm all for seeing old friends and having fun, and I try not to be "that wife" that doesn't let him go do anything, but there are times I will put my foot down. Even though we are having a scheduled c-section that is no guarantee the baby will wait until then to come (we learned that lesson with Bodie). There is a chance I'll pull out my beyotch-card and say things like "well if I am in labor, don't expect a call" or "I hope you miss the birth of your child". It is so frustrating that he isn't respecting my wishes on this one.

On a completely unrelated note Bodie is in his crib singing a little song. It goes something like this:

A guy...dada a guy...one two...shoe...puppy (various whispering I can't understand) papa...dada...

I better go get the little guy up.

Oh Trasher

Bodie came back from his trip to the farm with a tractor obsession. Grandma and Grandpa had 3 tractors that Bodie loved looking at and driving!

Ignore the fact that daddy is wearing a jacket from his football days.

He has a tractor book at home that he wants to read all the time. He opens it up and says "oh trasher" over and over. I'm thinking a tractor themed birthday party might be in store this year. I'm not sure how far to take this obsession but Curt suggested we get him tractor bedding for his new twin bed that he'll hopefully move to next weekend. We'll see what I can find when I shop for bedding this weekend.

Dreams and Reality

Saturday night I woke up around 2:30 am to my mother-in-law yelling for her dogs to come back in the house. The yelling lasted for probably about 10 minutes then they all came inside and I drifted back to sleep. I started having a crazy dream that I was staying at my in-laws house and there were people with guns there. I begged them not to shoot Bodie and I as we were climbing up a ladder. Then my mother-in-law yelled "oh God no" and I was awake. Now I didn't know if she was yelling in my dream or yelling in real life, and I was very freaked out. I sat up in bed and listened, trying to hear if there was any sort of commotion happening downstairs. I figured if someone had broken into the house, the dogs would be barking - and they weren't. Then I thought maybe something happened to my father-in-law, who isn't in the best of health. Or I thought maybe there was a phone call that something happened to Curt or his brother, with whom Curt was staying. After about 15 or so minutes I convinced myself I heard sirens and looked out the window - it was completely dark outside. I thought if there was an ambulance coming the porch lights would at least be on. Finally I decided to go downstairs and check things out (well I really needed to use the bathroom, so I had no choice). I went down, used the bathroom (conveniently the 2nd story was a later addition to the house and the stairs are in the bathroom, seriously). Then I stepped out, looked around, and nothing was going on. I went back up to bed, still freaked out, and I think I was up for at least another hour and a half before dozing off.

The next morning I told my mother-in-law about my dream, and we had a nice laugh about it. She figured it was because she had been out yelling at the dogs earlier, which makes sense.

Sunday night Curt and his brother (and his brother's dog) showed up at the in-laws. Monday morning we sat around the table for breakfast, while all the dogs played outside. All of a sudden the dogs spotted a car at the end of the road, and started running towards it. My in-laws dogs are country dogs, they chase and come back, but my brother-in-law's dog is a city dog, although he spends some time at the farm also. Anyway, BIL stepped outside to call his dog back and the car got closer and closer to the IL's house and ended up hitting BIL's dog. And then my MIL yelled "oh God, oh God," eerily similar to what she yelled in my dream. Very odd. Anyway, the dog seems to be fine. Curt and MIL watched the whole thing unfold (I couldn't bear to watch) and then they both ran outside to check on Hunter, along with BIL. The dog had been knocked unconscious, but all of a sudden sprang up in a bit of a daze. Then the dumb thing tried to chase the car that hit him as the driver left the scene a few minutes later. My MIL called a 24-hour vet and told them what had happened and how the dog was acting, and the vet said all seemed fine (now if it were my dog I would have taken them straight to a vet to get checked over, but whatever). When we talked to MIL last night she said the dog was sore but acting good, so hopefully he will be ok.

Jealousy

We are still hanging at the in laws. Daddy left yesterday to go on his big golf outing weekend, so Bodie and I have been hanging out with Grandma and Grandpa, and are being exposed to more of the Fox News Channel than I really think is healthy for anyone. Bodie has taken an immediate liking to his Grandma Cheri, which I am very happy about. I was worried he'd stay shy and clingy to me while we were here. I'll admit I've almost been a little jealous about just how much Bodie is liking her though. There were a few times yesterday that I was carrying Bodie and he wanted to go to his Grandma instead. Now I've been trying to remember if he does that with my mom too. If he does it obviously doesn't bother me or it would be fresh in my mind. He does still come to me to change his dirty diapers, so I guess that is love on some level.

Bodie has started wanting to have any seat I am sitting in. He is very cute, grabbing onto my leg and saying "pease mama". And yesterday MIL was convinced he said, "where mama go" which would be his first 3 word sentence. I only heard "mama go" but I was across the room, and I guess not paying as much attention to him as his grandma was.

I'm exhausted

I don't know why I'm blogging instead of napping but I am. I woke up at 4:30 this morning and never fell back asleep before the alarm was to go off just after 5. We traveled to my in-laws this morning, and now I am just exhausted. Bodie is upstairs, needing to nap, but has been crying for the past 45 minutes. I was up there with him for a bit but I thought I was making things worse being up there with him. Curt is up with him now but that hasn't stopped Bodie from crying. The weather here is cold, rainy, and very windy and foggy. Really it is good napping weather. If only Bodie understood that. He did have a pretty good trip out. We bought a DVD player (off ebay for only $42, which included shipping). He was mesmerised by Elmo, so that kept him occupied for a good part of the morning. He only napped about 20 or so minutes which is pretty typical of him in the car, much to the dismay of mommy and daddy.

Yesterday I had a baby doctor appointment, along with an ultrasound to recheck my placenta. My placenta is still low and in front of my cervix. It is possible I'll have one more ultrasound before delivery to check and see if the doctor will have to cut through the placenta to deliver the baby. I guess there is no risk in that, but it can make for a longer more complicated surgery. Otherwise, the baby looked good. With my new adjusted due date, I was just short of 29w, and the baby measured around 30w, with an estimated weight of 3lb 7oz. To me that sounds pretty big but it is only 79th percentile. My belly only measured 27w but I guess that is fine. Actually I think it was only the 2nd time this pregnancy that a doctor measured me so I don't know how that stacks up to my past appointments. I just remember with Bodie the measurement never being very consistent and dependant on the doctor that did them. I am now on appointments every 2 weeks (already!) and I've scheduled my next appointment with the doctor that will do my delivery so hopefully I can get a date scheduled. I also need to talk to HR because I've heard that the maternity leave policy may have changed (for the better) since I had Bodie.

All sounds quiet upstairs - I may try to sneak that nap in after all.

Please

Tonight at dinner Curt filled Bodie's cup with milk, sat it down in front of him, and said "milk" very deliberately. He was trying to get Bodie to repeat him to help him start calling milk milk instead of "no no". Well instead when Curt said "milk" Bodie said "please". Curt and I laughed...it really is hard to argue with that level of cuteness.

Over the weekend I began working on the task of organizing Bodie's pictures into an album. I'm not into scrapbooking, but I would rather flip through an album of photos than look at them on-line. Plus there is something comforting of having hard copies of your favorite memories. Anyway, I just can't believe how much Bodie has changed over the past 22 months.

Look at that double chin and rolly polly arms!


I think I see a neck there now!

A Guy

This weekend we were listening to the radio and the song I'm Still a Guy by Brad Paisley came on. Curt was singing along and then Bodie chimed in by saying "a guy" over and over. It was pretty cute.

We had a very nice weekend, with a ton of much needed family time. Saturday we went to get family pictures taken (I know odd to do since we are expecting, but it was through our church). Our appointment was at 9:50 and they were already 1 hour behind so we didn't get them taken until close to 11. Bodie was a champ during the wait, but not so much when we sat down to get the picture taken. One funny thing about the picture experience. Curt asked me what Bodie was wearing so that he could coordinate. Um...what about what I am wearing??? Of course I didn't wake up in time to wash the shirt I wanted Bodie to wear so we had to improvise. However I had been planning to wear a magenta colored shirt, which I told Curt, only to have him put on a red shirt. Hmmm...yeah that wasn't going to look good together. Finally after a lot of my going to the dryer and upstairs, then back down again, he finally changed into something different. I'm not that happy with how the pic turned out but I guess we can only go up from here.

After pictures we headed to our first Husker baseball game (well, Bodie's first and my first since I was in High School). Our neighbors Cory and Jodee gave us 2 tickets that they were not using. Then, as we waited in line to get our 3rd ticket, someone from Big Brothers Big Sisters came by saying they had a lot of tickets left over that they were giving away (since they were donated they could be re-sold) so we all went for free. We had a nice time. The weather was a bit on the windy side but Bodie really enjoyed eating popcorn and M&Ms, as well as throwing all the garbage away in the trash.

After baseball, it was home for a quick nap. Then we went out to dinner to Chili's, using a gift card I received for getting an award at work. Bodie's medicine has been affecting his appetite (or maybe just being sick in general is) so we weren't sure if he'd eat much, but he did great feasting on marinara pasta.

On Sunday we enjoyed a family trip to the zoo. We decided not to take along the stroller this time and ended up paying for it. Bodie didn't act as afraid this time but we (mostly Curt) ended up carrying him for the most part. His favorite thing to see is the seals (bish) and his least favorite is the camels. We did get to ride the train this time. I'm not sure if Bodie liked it or not but I'm going to take his not fussing as a good sign.

An update on his medicine. I bought some apple juice to try mixing with the medicine Saturday morning (I decided against apple sauce because if he wasn't going to eat it, apple sauce is much harder to force him to have). We mixed a little juice in a bowl with the medicine and gave it to him in the syringe. On Sunday he finished up eating some pineapple and it dawned on me that the pineapple juice might work much better (Bodie isn't much of a juice drinker - we rarely have it in the house. He does love his pa pa though.). He has done significantly better with the pineapple juice but it was a bit tough this morning for me to do it solo. Curt has volunteered to get Bodie up this week to help give it to him, but we'll see. I'm sure I can manage if he is still sleeping hard at that time.

Snot or Mandarin Oranges?

Earlier this week Bodie spike a temp at daycare and had to spend a day at home. We decided to take him in to the doctor since, although he's been in a good mood, he has been pretty snotty and getting a worsening cough. He was diagnosed with a sinus infection and prescribed Ceftin. The pediatrician warned us it tasted bad and asked us to get it flavored. Well the nice little pharmacy said they couldn't flavor it because of the amount of the prescription, or the dosage (the girl talked very softly and I was wrestling a toddler while she was talking to me, so I have almost no idea why they couldn't do it). Anyway, we came home to take the medicine and it was apparent from the start that it did not taste good. After just a little squirt Bodie will say "all done" and I have to keep telling him just a little more. Tonight, squeaky clean from his bath, we laid down to take the medicine (we have to do it laying down because he grits his teeth and/or loosens his jaw so making it impossible to get it down if he is upright). We got the dosage down. Bodie had a small cough and stuff started coming out of his nose. It really looked like a huge wad of snot. Then once it started spewing out of his mouth I realized it wasn't snot, but the mandarin oranges he had with dinner. Of course my non-motherly instincts immediately told me to back away, then I realized I am the mom and had to comfort him, puke or no puke. I got him wiped off and just held him while daddy got the floor cleaned up (I definitely got the better end of that deal). I let him stay up an extra half hour so I could selfishly enjoy lots of snuggle time. Tomorrow we are going to have to try our own flavoring of the medicine. I think we'll try mixing with applesauce in the morning. If that doesn't go over well I will try with juice tomorrow night. Bodie isn't much of a juice drinker but anything to take the edge off the nasty taste of the medicine has got to be worth a try.