Trick or Poop??

I thought it would be a good idea to take O out to see all of the Halloween decorations a few days before the big night. 

It started off nice, we ate dinner, got laced up and began our jaunt. About a block from home, O says she has to go to the bathroom. So we turn around and start walking back home. Then she says that she has to go poo really, really bad. Teddy picks her up to carry her home but she is not having it, so I try to carry her but I still have a hard time after the old elbow injury. So I put her down an we start running back....that backfired....we got to the driveway and she stops, screams, and starts to cry.

I pick her up, the crying stops, unlock the front door and then put her down to walk to bathroom. What happens next is so horrible....she takes a few steps, stops, looks at me and screams bloody murder....then I hear it....that moment when you know someone pooped their pants and they know you know is pretty weird.  So I pick her up again and run to the bathroom where I attempt to help her pull down her pants to sit on the potty. That was successful, but then she sees that she has had an accident and all he'll breaks loose!!!!

She starts yelling at me, throwing punches at me...then she kicks her legs, which still had the dirty underwear because I was dogging fists and couldn't get them off in time. 

Now the floor, walls, and yes me are covered in poo...

Happy Halloween everyone....

I'm Back In Full Force...

Yesterday marked my one year anniversary of not blogging.  I am not sure what the cause of that was.  I even added the BlogSpot app to my phone, but alas, it didn't matter. 

Nonetheless, I am back at it.  For my first post, I wanted to write about something that happened to me just today. It starts with the Skate Land story that everyone has heard so I am not going to go into a lot of detail.  On July 27th, I fell while roller-skating and fractured my radial head in my right elbow.  No surgery was necessary, but I have been in Physical Therapy ever since.

Yesterday, my Doctor finally released me from his care and said I need to finish my PT and then move on with life.  He didn't say that specifically, but that it was I took from it.  I was told that my arm would never fully extend, but who really extends their arms out anyway?  Well, it is a good thing I am not an athlete because I can't even throw a ball.

Now, let me get to today's post/incident.  O is on fall break, and Teddy (yes, I still refer to him as that) took the week off to spend quality Daddy/Daughter time.  Teddy called me and asked to meet them at the park after I got off work, which was very exciting because it has been so nice out.

When I get to the park O runs up and tells me they have been flying her kite.  It is a cheap one that she got from a kids meal at Chik-fil-A, but it looked fun.  I am 30 1/2 year's old and I don't ever remember flying a kite...EVER.  So I thought it would be fun to take it for a spin.

O was so supportive and was showing me how to do it.  When the kite would get off the ground, she would clap and say "There you go Mom.  There you go." It was super cute as that is what Teddy and I say to her. 

With O's support and the wind picking up nicely, I was focused and in "kite mode."  That is what I am calling it since I wasn't focusing on anything else.  I am running and looking up at the kite in pure bliss (imagine slow motion like they show in the movies) and then it happened....

My knees hit the ground; I turn my head in just enough time to put my hands out to brace myself (remember that is what got me in trouble at the roller-rink); I go down hard and I let out a loud grunt; I hear O behind me "OOOOOHHHHHH KKKKNNNNOOOOWWWW MMMMOOOOMMMMMMMYYYYYY, Are you ok?"; I roll over and pull down my shirt (which was probably pushed up when my knees actually made contact with my stomach when I hit the ground); then I notice that I have ants all over my legs, due to the fact that I fell right on an ant hill; I try to get up but my elbow and my right knee are hurting so bad. 

Olivia made her way over and was trying to help me.  I look at Teddy expecting to see him running over to help his hurt wife.....nope, he didn't even know it happened.  He was responding to a work e-mail.  So I asked O to run over and tell him I got hurt and to come help me.  When I showed him my knee he reprimanded me and said that, again, I am not allowed to do extreme sports.  I replied that this was kite flying, not really extreme. 

When I showed them  my knee, O said "Oh mommy, let's go home and put some ice on it."  Sometimes she really is the sweetest thing in the world.  Teddy said "I can't let you do anything." 

Here is the picture of the infamous hill...it doesn't look big in this picture, but I assure you it was HUGE.





See, if you look carefully you can see the incline of the hill.  Saboteur.....

 

This next photo shows the damage....it hurt really bad....

 

What the???

I went downstairs last week to the sandwich man and ordered a cup of chili. I'm pretty sure it is from a can, but it is good regardless. Anyway, when you order chili or soup you get saltine crackers. I LOVE saltine crackers!!! After lunch, I started working again and had to get up to get something off the printer. When I can back I found my chair with crumbs on it! Embarrassing!!! I'm that girl with the dirty chair.

Cluster F&$!

I have had a few clusters in my time, but this one might take the cake.

Tonight after an amazing dinner, if I do say so myself, we decided we would go on a bike ride to the park. Well Teddy had stored the bikes on the side of the house so the seats and tires became warped. So he started fixing them and got them ready to go.

Inside the house, I was dealing with something else that was warped...O...she had a meltdown every five seconds after we started with the bikes. Literally screening her head off. Then Adam wanted to leave her in her buggy while he fixed it. I finally got her out of the buggy and inside and in the bath, which was necessary because she was so hot and sweaty! Finally I hit her in pajamas and in bed. It was horrible!!!

I can only imagine our neighbors watching out their windows and laughing...or judging!

New Motto

I am going to start living like this!!!

Golfing

Had my first experience golfing this past weekend. I did pretty good considering it was my first time. My favorite line was after I hid my first driver and both Teddy and my brother said "I didn't know you could hit like that."

I am excited to keep going!

Memories....

Hmmmm when I saw this I wondered what kind of memories you can make inside a bus?????

Sandwich Man

You've done it again :) What a sandwich: 7 grain bread, mushrooms, tomatoes, avocado, cucumber, onions, mustard and one slice of turkey....my belly is happy :)

Great Weekend

Well we are on our way home from the cabin and all in all it was a good trip. It was a little hard every now and then because of some overbearing guests but other than that pretty good.

The funniest part of the trip was nickname. Apparently mom knows everything about anything. So teddy shawn Alyssa and andy named her se. Brown, then professor brown, then Watson was what stuck. Moms response "Watson was Sherlock Homes' sidekick so I don't really know how that makes sense." oh to be as smart as mom :)

The next best thing was watching Olivia and cece play. They had so much fun. Sometimes in the middle of the night Olivia would wake up asking for cece.

I think we might make this an annual trip!

White April

This is what we woke up to this morning! I love it so much!

R&R

It's not often that I get a chance to relax, but this weekend i do! We went up north to pinetop-lakeside for my moms 60th birthday! All of us kids took my mom for her present. There are 9 of us staying in a cabin that sleeps 20! So we have a lot of room!

Lots of stories to come! Here is a pix of the cabin and our view:

Only When Im Hungry

So a few weeks ago my friend and co-worker Jacob said something so horrible to me. Let me set the scene...

It was a beautiful day in the office. The sun was shining through the windows and you could see the trees blowing in the wind. It was around 2:30 and I noticed that Jacob had just started to eat his lunch. Normally Jacob eats at 1:00. I asked him why he was eating so late and he said he was busy working. I told him that it wasn't good for him to go so long between meals. He informed me that he had a cake pop around 11 that was given by another co-worker. I said, you must have a small tummy to be full off of a cake pop.

Then he replied "no not really, I only eat when I'm hungry." and I responded "unlike me who stuffs her face all day????"

Ha ha ha, it is so funny. I actually wasn't mad or think that is mean. He didn't mean anything by his comment. I just made outdo be worse than what it was :)

Oh Jacob :)

I love you IPhone <3

When I had my droid I tried to download a blogger app, but it wouldn't work. So I gave up....and my blog suffered because it was too hard for me to get on the computer.

Now I have an iPhone, my droid broke, and the blogger app works!!!! Woot woot! Now I can blog everywhere!!!!

I'M BACK!!!

After 40 days and nights, I am back. And boy do I have a lot to talk about! Stay tuned!

Damn You Girl Scouts

So I am on a quest to lose weight. I honestly don't care about the number on the scale. It is mentally and physically unhealthy to focus on the number, so I am more worried about the inches. I just want to fit into the clothes that I wore before I was pregnant with Olivia. If I can end up fitting into some of the clothes that I wore when I first met Adam, that would amazing. For now, I am just focusing on the pre-prego pants.

As I was saying, I have been doing so good. Eating healthy, running during lunch, and staying positive. Well, I received a facebook message that it was time to pre-order Girl Scout Cookies and all I can think about is the box of Thin Mints that I have in my desk drawer from last year!!! I want to eat them so bad, but you know you can't eat just one Thin Mint!!!!! I could give them to someone else, but that is just crazy. You don't just willy nilly give away GSC!!!!!!!

DAMN YOU GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!!!!

I'm Back!!!

Wahooooooo!!! I am back to blogging!!! Let 2012 be filled with more embarrasing stories about how incidents in my life can take a turn for the worst and then be right back to amazing in only a matter of seconds!!! Stay tuned.....

November-December

Since I haven't posted since November 10th!!! Here is a recap of everything exciting!!!!

Olivia had her first Thanksgiving!

Then it was Christmas!!! She was given so many great things!!!

Ruth and Harry

Well, I figured now is a better time than any to tell the world about Ruth and Harry. I will give you a few minutes to guess who Ruth and Harry are......

Okay, do you remember when I mentioned that I had a cysts on one of my ovaries? It is in one of my older blogs. Well, as it turns out, it was a dermoid cyst. I called my sister right after my appointment to tell her about it and she almost threw-up when she googled what it was. Basically, a dermoid cyst are cells that form and can develop teeth and hair. To make it easier to talk about, Alyssa named the cyst Ruth. That way we didn't have to call it a dermoid and we could talk about it in front of other people without giving it away.

Now I will give you a few minutes to react and possibly Google what it is....My Dr. said that they usually don't know women have them unless they burst or the woman comes in for an ultrasound.

You can imagine how I feel. It was like that part in My Big Fat Greek Wedding:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mWispEM3900

That is why I had so many ultrasounds, the Dr.'s had to monitor the size of the cyst to make sure that it didn't rupture or hurt the baby in some way.

I went my whole pregnancy without an issue, but towards the end Ruth kept growing right along with the baby. When it came time to deliver, she was about the size of a lemon. Which is HUGE for a cyst. I like to think that the cyst is what made me look so big while I was pregnant and not the donuts :) hee hee

I had already decided the Dr. would take Ruth out after I delivered Olivia, so when I went in for the c-section they just took Ruth out right after Olivia was born. Little did I know that there were two cysts!!! One on each of my ovaries!! I told the Dr. when she was operating that we named the one on the left ovary Ruth, so she named the other one Harry! I won't describe to you what I heard when they took them out, but it wasn't pretty.

My Dr. was so excited about them, because I guess they are pretty rare and they love to study them. It it one of those medical mysteries!!!

Anyway, Teddy I took a picture of them if you want to see them. I didn't think it would be nice to just post them, given that some poeple may have a weak stomach. If you want to see them, just leave a comment with your e-mail address and I will delete

Shots and Ear Piercings

Teddy had to wake Olivia up from a nap so that we could take her to the Dr. Here is the look that she gave Teddy all the way to the Dr.

It was hilarious!!!!! And I promise this was not an accidental photo. She gave him that look the whole way and she continues to give us that look when she doesn't like something we've done.

Here is a picture of Adam holding her after her shots. She did really good!!! She cried when the nurse used the alcohol swab, but then stopped crying right after the shots.

These are her little legs with the bandaids over her shots :( I cried more than she did and the nurse spent more time consoling me than she did Olivia...

Both Teddy and I wanted to get her ears pierced so we asked the pidiatrician if he would recommend a place and if he even thought she was too young. He told us that she isn't too young, and that he can even pierce her ears. So we decided to do it!!! Olivia did great!!! She didn't cry until we had to hold her head so he wouldn't miss the mark he made. Sometimes I remember that day and feel a little guilty, but so far she hasn't had a reaction to the earings and doesn't even know they are there.

This picture is even better than the first. She has her fists up like she is going to punch anyone that comes near her....

At 2 months Olivia was 24 1/4 inches long and 12 lbs 5oz!!! She is quite the healthy girl!!!!

One Month, Two Month, Three Month

I am working on getting my blog up-to-date, so I have to combine a few of my posts. Sorry about that....

Here is Olivia at one, two, and three months.

For her three month pictures, we went to a place called Portrait Innovations and they did an amazing job!!! Here is one of my favorites: