Iowa State has been in the NCAA tournament 10 times since 1996 because of this man, Bill Fennelly:
Monday, March 30, 2009
Iowa State has been in the NCAA tournament 10 times since 1996 because of this man, Bill Fennelly:
Friday, March 27, 2009
- Hubby, you have sick days for a reason--take one once in awhile. Your office mates probably don't appreciate you hacking all over the place. Yes, I realize that is how you got sick in the first place but let's not perpetuate the cycle. And taking children's cough medicine isn't going to kill you. It's the same stuff as adult cough medicine, I promise.
- Remember how much I love pj's for the girls? I've actually refrained myself from buying any of the cute spring Carter's pj's because 1. I haven't found them at my favorite price (50% off plus additional 20% off) and 2. Neither girl really needs pj's at the moment. Leah has a drawer overflowing with pj's and what has she done? Worn the same pair every night since last Tuesday. I do get them off her long enough to wash them, but as long as she is happy wearing her "kitty buttons" every night it isn't a battle worth fighting.
- Speaking of Leah, we've had some small progress in the pt'ing area. She stayed dry one entire day this week. Woo hoo! And she is actually (sometimes) saying she has to go potty. Of course on those instances, I have to bring the potty chair to her--I guess walking down the hall to the bathroom would add too much to the task.
- I need to clean today. The fun stuff like mopping the floor, cleaning up the cat puke from two days ago in the guest room, and removing the disgusting unknown substance from the guest bathroom floor. I won't even think about what it may be.
- Emma is signed up to play soccer and softball this spring. The seasons overlap by a month, so things could get interesting--I only have the soccer schedule at this time. Every other mother who has signed their dear little child up for soccer for the first time is like me--trying to find all the gear necessary to play. Obviously they got there before me, since the shelves were bare yesterday when I went shopping.
- Remember my New Year's resolutions? I've kind of gotten behind in the whole "take more pictures/videos" part, but for the losing weight part as of this morning I am down 12.2 lbs. It has been slow going these past two months, but I'm trying to keep at it. I finally (after a year) finished the Couch to 5K training and have run/jogged 3.1 miles multiple times this past month.
- There is snow in the forecast for this weekend. Yee haw. Welcome to late March in Iowa.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Online I also "met" another family from Iowa who live on the eastern side of the state. They made the choice before their baby was born to deliver at Children's Hospital of Philadelphia (CHOP) because of their expertise in CDH. They temporarily moved their family of 4 from Iowa to give unborn Ava a shot at life.
Ava is a year younger than Leah and went through re-herniation shortly after Leah did last year. I was able to meet Ava's mom last October on a day when she really wasn't sure if Ava would pull through or not. Ava's recovery was long and eventful, but she is home and doing well. The local paper where Ava lives has done articles on her before and this one was just in the paper yesterday.
It continues to amaze me that those three little letters can do so much (or so little). It seems that everyday I read a new blog or find another family going through what too many have gone through before. Some babies and kids make it through the minefield; others don't. As we found out once you make it through doesn't mean the battle is over. We will keep fighting and spreading the word to others.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
So tomorrow it is back to the routine. It is supposed to be rainy, rainy, rainy, so I will have plenty of time inside to get back on the treadmill and have Jillian kick my butt again with her workouts. Emma can go to school and Leah can work on her potty training which at this point involves her saying "no, not yet" everytime I ask if she needs to go potty. Welcome back to reality!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Ha ha ha, I wish! I never went anywhere fun or warm when I had spring break in college, and we aren't about to start now. The girls and I came up to my parents for a few days to celebrate my dad's birthday and will head back home tomorrow. At least the weather is actually acting like spring for a few days--we spent the day playing outside with some friends today.
Maybe there will be some more videos soon, we'll see. At least I got some comments!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The girls love Leah's request at the end--enough of this waiting around and blowing out trick candles thing, give me my cookie!! And I love Emma's nervous laugh when the candle keeps re-lighting.
As I was looking at video clips from then the girls were babies, I came across this one of Leah:
She had just turned two weeks old, which meant she had just come off the ventilator a few days before. Seeing that fast breathing and her pectus (sunken chest) reminded me of just how far we have come. (Just ignore what I am doing--it was routine cares time.) To me that doesn't even seem like the same girl who is now doing this:
Ignore the furry creature that crosses the frame--he has to be everywhere. And sorry if you get neck strain from looking at it sideways. ;)
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Let's pretend we are playing this game, kindergarten style. The moral dilemma--you ask your super-nice, gullible locker mate for money. She brings you two $10, thinking she is being nice because you said you have no money. Your mom finds out, calls your locker mate's mom, and you have to bring the money back to school. What should you do with the money?
A. Give it to your locker mate, say sorry, and all is right with the world.
B. Give it to your locker mate, watch her put it in her backpack, then later take the envelope out of her backpack and take the $20 back.
C. Say you lost the envelope on the way to school and keep the money.
If you correctly guessed that Emma's locker mate would do B, then you win!!! Once we had the whole issue with the lost envelope of money, I wondered if the girl didn't just take it right back. Who would want to give up $20 without a fight? Emma came home with the envelope yesterday and said the big sister of her locker mate told her that is what happened. If we are dealing with issues like this when they are 5 and 6, what are we going to have to deal with when they are teenagers?
I remember having a few things "stolen" in my day. One happened at a jr. high dance. I was having a friend spend the night and when we went to leave the dance, her jean jacket was gone. This was the late 80's and it was probably a Guess? jean jacket--big time stuff here. Somehow we knew who took the jacket (either because they left theirs instead, I don't remember) but my mom drove us out to this girl's house in the country to get my friend's jacket back. Another time it happened in gym class that I had a favorite watch stolen. I had gotten this super-cool Fossil watch for a special occasion and I loved it. The glass face had broken at one point and when the jeweler replaced it, they scratched the stone watch face. A while after my watch had gone missing I found someone wearing my watch. How did I know? There was a scratch in the stone. Doesn't anyone have scruples these days?
Speaking of scruples, we were watching a special news segment last night called "Project Economy". A local TV station is doing all these stories to help us get through these tough times. Yeah, they've been really helpful. Anyway, last night they had on a young couple who were savers--saved up to buy their first home, ate at home instead of dining out, bought less music CD's--real earth-shattering information. John recognized the guy as someone who used to work at his old company (who let him go a year ago). After the story aired, the reporter did a follow-up to say that the day after they did the interview, the guy got let go from his job. Once again, the company has wonderful timing. Way to go! We wish he would've said the company name. I'm sure they had to keep letting go the little, unimportant people so the upper management could keep their company cars and nice benefits still.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Anyway, I do have 34 and more blessings in my life. One of them would be my loving hubby who despite having a horrible, knock-you-down, want-to-die type of migraine last night still took over parenting duties so I could go out for my girl's night out last night. And also installed blinds while being blinded by pain. Love ya!! Mmmmmwah!
Of course I have two little blessings who I helped create. They are who I celebrated my actual birthday with by going to Borders, hanging out and reading books, then going to get ice cream at Coldstone Creamery. They are the ones who greeted me with "Happy Birthday, Mom!" first thing in the morning and they are the ones who anticipated opening my gifts just a little more than I did. Thanks, lovely ladies! You help make me feel special.
And then there are the parents. We are so blessed to have parents who are around and support us and would do anything for us. Couldn't do it without you!
I could go on and on. We are blessed. We have a beautiful home (with three more window blinds than we had at my last birthday and three more on the way), a great neighborhood and school, vehicles that run and are reliable, food in the pantry/fridge/freezer, clothes, a job, people who love us, and we have each other. I would say I am blessed to have 24/7 internet access but that didn't seem to be the case this week.
Here's to another year of blessings!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Um, hello--that is supposed to be me! :P One of those "Why couldn't I do that?" moments. Why? Oh. . . I know why. Because she is much, much better at what she does than could ever hope to be. Her signature creation are cakeballs on a stick and I'd like to try something like this:
Sunday, March 1, 2009
I "heart" cookies. I don't care for cake, I don't like ice cream, but I'd eat cookies 24/7. Like my sister pointed on her Friday Favorite, my love of cookies probably started in childhood. Our grandma always had cookies on hand, usually chocolate chip or molasses. We would help ourselves freely to cookies at her house. Even on the other side of the family, I have vague memories of going to my great-grandma's house and she always had some type of sandwich cookie on hand like Oreos. At church every Sunday there was social time after the service which entailed eating cookies. I like cookies. Cookies are my favorite.