Monday, November 29, 2010

Frazzle Mode

I have a headache...going on day 3 now but this time I think it may not be a pregnancy symptom.

I am so sure that I couldn't be more sure of anything else right now think it's stress. It's my own fault, too; and I know it.

It's my nature to research. I like to know. Knowledge is the most powerful tool when making any decision.

Naturally, now that we're about to become a party of 5, I've started my research. I have so many tidbits that it feels like my head is going to explode. There's entirely too much to let me gears rest.

For starters: the family dynamic. Nick has never been resentful of his sister but I am aware of the large chunk of my and my husband's me that he's lost. It used to be all about him. Now he shares that time with Viv and while he seems to be enjoying the addition, I'm hoping he's equally as welcoming of this next sibling. He did after all get what he wants- another sister. I don't worry so much about Viv simply because she is so young. I'm hoping the adjustment won't be difficult. Maybe foolishly hoping but I'm hoping none-the-less.

A HUGE part of that family dynamic is the relationship between my husband and I. The mundane can often and easily interfere and the children will probably overwhelm us at times so we have to make sure to leave time for each other.

Then there is the googol of products. of research studies. of large family advice. of recalls. of videos. of E V E R Y T H I N G....not to mention regular ole life...

I think my head's going to explode.

Did I mention I'm exhausted? ::sigh::

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Abra Cadabra, Nauseum Repellus!

And just like that, it's gone.

Like some magical flip of the switch, the all powerful second trimester has arrived and all has been restored to normal. Well, except the whole growing abdomen & not being able to sleep on my back bit, of course.

And not a moment too soon either because I was getting P R E T T Y annoyed with the whole hyperemesis bit. I know I'm special but to get a condition that only less than 2% of prego women get?!?! Really? Le zumba el mango!

I'm oddly thankful for such a horrible first-trimester experience. I was almost starting to consider my husband's INSANE idea of 5 children. Not after this though- NO WAY! Three is more than plenty. Luckily, he's onboard this time.

Anyhow, the burst of energy you get is literally that- a burst. Last week I was half dead in bed, throwing up an average of 6 times daily, hypersalivating at all hours and was constantly nauseous. And this week? I'm almost afraid to mention it to anyone but things are exponentially better.

If I throw up once daily, it's an exaggeration. I can't stand to lay in bed and am actually venturing outside which is perfect considering the weather is finally nice.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Dear Santa: I've Been a Good Girl This Year.

I have, I really have.

Now I know I may be a bit old to be sending you letters but I still BELIEVE and that has to count for something!

All I ask for; all my little heart desires this Christmas is a Stunfone.

I understand this toy may be somewhat unorthodox but you have dealt with special toys before.

In considering your decision, I would like to point out the following:

- I would, OF COURSE, use this toy as intended...and only for it's intended purposes.
- I would, OF COURSE, share this toy with anyone who asked (provided appropriate for age)

I would also be willing to chip in for shipping if needed.

Thank you,


(and duh, I know this product isn't real)

Rite of Passage

My 86 year old grandmother still has all her teeth. So does her 91 year sister. They actually take pride in showing them off and tapping them so you can see how strong they are.

I'm thankful for good genes but some times they can be a real pain in the butt!

At age 7, Nick still hadn't lost a single tooth. The dentist told us that it was good thing- that he had strong teeth and bones, but try using that to console the only kid in his class with only baby teeth. I sympathized with him and I often wonder if this is just another one of my footsteps that he'll follow.

At the ripe age of 16, yours truly still had baby teeth. Actually, they weren't going anywhere. They were fused to my jawbone and required oral surgery to remove them. The whole roof of my mouth was cut open and an intricate maze of wires was connected to two adult teeth which had settled nicely without any indication they were ever going to come out. I had braces for almost 6 years including biweekly trips to the orthodontist to tighten said wires in an effort to pull the teeth down. They finally did come out but imagine having braces your whole college life just because of TWO teeth.

So again, I sympathized with him when, in kindergarten, he asked when his teeth would start falling out and why, now in 2nd grade, he still hadn't lost a single tooth. So although his dentist told us that health wise his teeth not falling out yet was an ideal situation, I actually thought it was doing him more harm than good. The poor kid was suffering from baby tooth-itis!

He wasn't the only one. I wanted to see some tooth fairy action too. Parenting is bittersweet with many joys and sorrows but the greatest joys come from reliving your own childhood memories through your children. I felt a bit robbed watching friends with younger kids displaying toothless grins and what-not. When was I going to get a chance to sneak into his room and stealthily steal his tooth and replace it with cashola?

Luckily, I don't feel robbed anymore. Guess who lost his 1st tooth yesterday? Oddly, it looks as if his adult tooth pushed it out because the sucker is already visible.

Oh and I would make a horrible stealth anything. I stepped on some toys, said a bad word, tripped on a shoe and almost landed on top of him. What's more? I was so nervous that I'd wake him that I forgot to take the tooth. I had to make up some sh*t about how the tooth fairy leaves your first tooth but takes all others when asked why his tooth wasn't taken.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

File this under 'Wacky Product,' 'Who Would Buy This,' ' Who Would Write This ' 'Call the Cops!"; you choose.

You know what I'm talking about...

Those products that literally leave you scratching your head hearing nothing but crickets.

Today, I came across this trash. And on Amazon no less!

I really have no words. No words.

I did a little research 'cuz I was sure it had to be fake and was EVEN more shocked to see it wasn't.

There are actually quite a few people calling for a boycott of Amazon if they don't remove it and I can't say that I blame them.

At last glance, it has over 400 negative reviews consisting of comments denouncing Amazon and the author.

: The book has been removed from Amazon.

Scientific Nutrition (excerpt 'Raising Nick' re: anatomical misconceptions)

I am often left speechless by the comments this kid makes. As he gets older, they get funnier and funnier...

So Nick tells me his teacher taught him about frogs AND high school today; an odd combination- yes, but who knows what he skipped over in her association of the two.

I decide to follow up his story by telling him that you get to dissect frogs in HS. "Eeeeew" he says.

"You also get to do bugs."


"Even a baby shark."

"Noooo!!! Poor sharkie!"

"Yup- a baby pig too."

"Oh no! Poor baby piggy- wait, do we get to eat the ham afterward?"


Eew...seriously kid? Eeeew!