Nice Try, Webster

Nice Try, Webster. But the word love doesn't even come close to describing how I feel about this little guy.

By the way, I would not recommend anyone try to take away that teething ring...trust me!

Fun Quiz...Name Meanings

What April Means

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people. Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems. Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.

What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

April May: Master Gardener

So yesterday I learned that "annuals" does not mean that they will bloom "annually". Here I have been diligently watering and weeding my geraniums from last year. Everyone kept saying things were blooming late this year so I thought they were just a little late. Luckily, my kind neighbor with a green thumb educated me yesterday after I complained that my flowers were just not coming back. She inquired "Didn't you plant annuals last year?" I confidently replied "Yes."... well, the rest was a little embarrassing.
I will be pulling my dead roots out today and begging my husband to go flower shopping to save some embarrassment. My neighbors must have had a good laugh watching me out there!

Mom Jeans

Ok! I finally get it. For years I wondered why moms bought those ugly high waisted jeans that make your butt look flat and look like they are holding up "the girls". I purchased my first pair of Gloria Vanderbilt capris from Costco the other day and I actually had someplace to tuck in my jelly belly. All of the sudden, having your bum look cute takes less priority than storing the excess baby belly. When I try to wear my old jeans (most of which still don't fit) they are so low waisted that my postpartum stretched out flabby belly just kind of hangs in a mass lump. It is so HOT! Really. Not to mention when you sit down in the low waisted jeans you don't just see a cute little crack like on those teen girls but a muffin top back with wonderful stretch marks on the hips. So, moms out there, I am so sorry for judging you and your supposed lack of fashion sense for so many years! I get it. Tuck it in and cover it up. And then something I learned on dance team years ago when I was the only one who could not do the splits.... the bigger you smile the less likely anyone will look anywhere but your face.

"I would gladly pay you Tuesday for a cheeseburger today."

Many of you may already realize my love for cheeseburgers if you read Carson's blog regarding my labor. I haven't really been like this my whole life. I mean, I have always liked cheeseburgers but the fetish is getting ridiculous.

I bought a stack of frozen burgers last week at the store. And I have had one EVERY SINGLE day since. This can not be conducive to my weight loss goals. But I really can not resist. I wake up excited for the time I get to eat my cheeseburger that day. Since the weekend, I have not been able to wait for lunch so I have made them for breakfast. Justin thought I was crazy as I went through my routine of pulling out the George Foreman, slicing onion and tomato, getting out cheese and so on until the burger met my expectations. He happily ate his apple cinnamon cheerios.

Now, I have tried to convince myself it is healthy. After all, I buy the extra lean ground beef, cook it on the Foreman so the fat drips out, and use heart healthy whole wheat buns. But who am I kidding? I have promised myself to buy turkey burgers this week...at least I am getting protein.

When will I get sick of them? Has anyone ever heard of a CHEESEBURGER ADDICT? I mean, is there an Anonymous group out there for that?

Thoughts on Nursing

Well, I only have a few minutes until Justin needs to go to a meeting. Therefore I won't go into ALL my thoughts on nursing but I would like to state a few!

Every place of business should be legally obligated to have a place that you can nurse comfortably and in privacy.

We had a fabulous time Friday night going bowling and out to dinner with some friends. Nana was babysitting Carson so he was having a grand ol' time as well. Halfway through the night I needed to pump in order to avoid squirting someone in the eye when I got overly excited about my strike.

I brought my nice, portable pump into the women's restroom and went into the handicapped stall. There the stress began. Where to lay the pump and where to sit? Well, I did not want to sit on a nasty toilet seat for the entire 10 minutes of pumping and I did not want any of the pump parts to touch anything gross in the bathroom. Let's just say it was uncomfortable and awkward to get the job done. I half squatted, perched and sweated.

Where do I go to get some laws to pass to help out nursing mothers. After all, we are just trying to feed our babies!

Girls Night

Well, I did it! I was not sure how I would do leaving Carson for the night (with his daddy) but it was very fun! Susie, Brit and I went up to Park City for the night on Saturday. We had such a great time. I am so grateful to my friends who always understand me and are so supportive and CRAZY and FUN!

Our day started by going to lunch and then shopping at the outlets. Then, we went up to our room at Silver King (by the Alpine Slide). Our room was awesome! It had a full size jacuzzi IN THE ROOM and a bedroom, living room, and kitchen and two bathrooms. We had decided to go into Park City to do more things but after seeing the room we just went on a drive through Park City and then to the grocery store for junk food. We wanted to spend the rest of the time in our hot tub, watching chick flix and pigging out!
Here is a sample of our menu: oreo cookie shakes with cookie dough, salsa and chips, chocolate almonds, doughnuts, muffins, jalapeno poppers, diet dr pepper --had to get the diet, chocolate meltaways, reduced fat wheat thins--for our girlish figures, and a cheese ball. I am sure there was more because we all had stomachaches that night!

Here is a post hot tub pic after we were all wrinkly and steamed up!

We called the next day and asked for a late checkout. We were enjoying our chick flix so much and after all it was Mother's Day so we deserved a break, right?

My wonderful husband was so great! He had cleaned up the house, took care of Carson, and got me presents! The guilt I was starting to feel went away when I saw how happy Carson was hanging out with dad! He is sure the best dad. This was the best first Mother's Day anyone could ask for.

Quote

I read this quote today and really liked it. Thought I would share:

Children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see. ~John W. Whitehead, The Stealing of America, 1983

Kids Say the Darndest Things

This funny conversation has been rated PG...names have been changed to protect the innocent:)

Yesterday I was nursing Carson who was being very fussy and not wanting to eat. The conversation with some great friends went like this:

Me (To Mom of child age 5) : I don't know why he is crying he usually loves eating.
Child: Maybe there is something in your boob.
Me (giggling): Really? Like milk?
Child: No, like mustard. I hate mustard.

Problem solved. I will be refraining from eating mustard for the rest of my nursing days. Apparently it comes out in the same form you eat it in.

Family Picture

Our cousin Jessica took some family photos of us on Sunday after Justin and I realized we only had one picture (on Carson's blessing) with our growing family. J says Carson looks like a little Yoda.

Three Blind Mice

Who knew? Justin and I have both realized that once you become a parent there are some songs that maybe you don't really know all the lyrics to.

We began singing Three Blind Mice to Carson the other day and debated on a few of the lyrics. So, handy ol' internet I looked them up. (what did we EVER do before the internet?)

Did you know the song three blind mice was about Queen Mary I of England executing three Protestant bishops. Lately we have found most of the sweet little songs and stories we grew up on were not so sweet.

Here are the original lyrics if you are interested. A little more graphic than our song today.

The first publication of this rhyme was written by Thomas Ravenscroft in 1609. The lyrics there are:
Three Blinde Mice,
three Blinde Mice,
Dame Iulian,
Dame Iulian,
The Miller and his merry olde Wife,
shee scrapte her tripe licke thou the knife.

The earliest lyrics don't talk about directly killing the three blind mice and are dated after Queen Mary died, however, "she scrapte her tripe licke thou the knife" implies they were prepared and consumed if not a reference to tasting the blood of a slain adversary. (she scraped off the entrails and the knife was licked).

Who was that very popular guy who had the show in the 80's and he would say "Things that Make You Go HMMM."

BTW- look up Pop Goes the Weasel sometime. That one is interesting too:)