Archive for March, 2008
As I mentioned, I am feeling much better. I have gotten back to taking prenatal vitamins (the doctor thought they were making sick) and now I have ventured back to the gym. I saw the trainer and she was confident that I should be able to pick up where I left off, which was a concern of mine. I have been 3 times now (slowly but surely) and I am feeling really good about it.
Aiden is not as enthused. When we last went to the gym in November (I know, it’s been 4 months!) he was doing really well at the care center. No crying, actually playing and talking. However, the lapse in time has set him back too. The first time we went he cried the whole time. I wasn’t as devastated this time as I knew he would eventually get over it as he did last year, but I kept the visit short anyway. The second time he cried about half the time. Today we went with a friend he met at the library (and I like that I have a mommy gym buddy) so I thought he would have fun playing with his friend. That didn’t really happen. They didn’t play together at all. Aiden only cried for about 5 minutes (not too bad), but he sat at the table and “didn’t” color. He had paper and crayons, but they never connected.
I am trying to be brave, but as much as I am enjoying exercising, Aiden is not pleased about the whole situation. I am going to take him over the weekend to see if the high school girls who work there can brighten his spirits. I’ll keep you posted.
March 13th, 2008
It has been four weeks since the construction on our basement has begun. It was a miracle we were able to clean it out completely (lots of stuff went to recycling, Good Will and in the garbage) as there was stuff in there we never went through before we moved here. It felt really go through it all and get rid of stuff (very cathartic), however we are now living with all that stuff tucked away in various nooks and crannies of the rest of the house. It is becoming a bit clausterphobic to me, but I am making do.
Anyway, my dad and Chris have been working so hard to get all the framing done. This weekend Chris has to complete it so we can get the electrician here. I would like to schedule him for next week so we can get all the necessary inspections before my dad can come back the first weekend in April. I feel like a foreman trying to keep the project on schedule, as I am becoming quite the pest reminding of the time limits we are under. I am very proud of Chris, as this is quite out of his comfort zone yet he is working very diligently and accomplishing most of the work himself.
I am hoping we can be completely done by Aiden’s birthday in May, but the real goal is to have it completed before the baby comes so we can move Aiden into his own room. We can’t do that at the moment as the computers are in the room we will be moving him. So, until the computers are moved into the basement, we can’t even get the furniture for Aiden’s new room. Now can you see why I’m such a pain about the time schedule? The baby is due July 8th, but the doctor has every confidence that I will have it at the end of June (Aiden was 2 weeks early). So, there is no time for dilly-dallying.
Why can’t we just do one thing at a time? Nooooo, we have to get pregnant, finish the basement and redecorate a room for Aiden. Sometimes I think we enjoy being under pressure and that just sounds crazy!
March 10th, 2008
Today the cool car (that’s what Aiden has dubbed the Odyssey) had to be towed to the Honda dealer. It is the second time in two weeks that the not-even-year-old-with-less-than-10,000-miles-on-it car had to be taken in for servicing. The first time the check engine light went on and they told me a mouse had chewed through some wire causing the light to go on. This week we were on our way to the grocery store and I noticed the car was unlocked and nothing happened when I tried to turn it on. I was mad too because we didn’t have much food in the house and I was craving something sweet.
So, instead of going to the store, Aiden and I waited for the towing company to come and take the car. I decided to check out under the hood to see if there was anything I could find (not that I know what I’m looking for, mind you). Well, much to my surprise, I did find something under the hood, something you would not normally find there - a nest! There were foot long sticks and balled up fuzzy stuff in the shape of a nest. Now, I know mice are good, but for those sticks to be there, it had to be an animal that had some muscle. I took pictures as I didn’t think that anyone would believe me.
The tow truck guy came and made me feel oh so good about the situation. He said that it was probably the battery as I had left the parking lights on. I assured him that I did not leave the parking lights on, but it was probably due to the fact that while I was trying to wrestle the car seat out of the back Aiden had been pushing buttons and pulling levers. I also should him the chewed up wires and nest under the hood. What do you think his response was? “Those wires are not chewed, they are just frayed.” Yes, that’s it, my girl brain must have gotten in the way of rational logic!
Later, I called the insurance guy to see if this was something that was covered under the policy as this was the second time this happened. We just couldn’t afford to have this keep happening every couple weeks, not to mention be down one vehicle. He had no idea if it was covered and then had the nerve to say that I must not look under the hood that often. I reminded him that this car was less than a year old and I didn’t think that it was necessary to do so. Did these men today think I was some stupid housewife who doesn’t know a thing about “manly” stuff? Let’s just say, I was not happy.
The thing that really annoyed me is that last fall Aiden and I would pile up the acorns in the back yard for the squirrels to find. Isn’t there a saying that one good deed deserves another? I guess no one told the squirrels.
March 6th, 2008
This may seem a bit silly, but I was so excited to go and get my hair cut this evening. The last time I was able to set foot in a salon was my birthday (yes, November). I had been so sick with the pregnancy that the thought of going into one made me dry heave.
So, once I started feeling better the first thing I did (besides rejoice) was schedule a hair appointment. I couldn’t be more happy with my stylist, who has been making me look the best I have in years. It took about half an hour, but it was so nice to get out and pamper myself.
For those of you who have regular appointments, please appreciate what you have. When you can’t get to go, you really miss something so routine. Hooray for Cookie (my stylist) and hooray for haircuts!
March 3rd, 2008
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