Birth Story Malachi

My due date came and went. My inlaws did the same. The came down to see Malachi be born, but of course he was stubborn. We waited and I had contractions the whole time they were here. Well not real contractions, just braxton hicks, but of course I didn't know what real contractions felt like at the time. The left Monday morning, Tim stayed home with me and planned on returnign to Work Tuesday. We went to bed and for the first time in a week I didn't have Braxton Hicks before bed. We just fell asleep, exhausted from our visit and all the wondering when Chi would get here. I woke up at 1:36am to pee and because I had a horrible headache. I was also having contractions, although I thought they were just Braxton hicks again and I was annoyed. I was really tired, more tired than I had been my whole pregnancy, even with the anemia. So I took tylenol and went back to sleep. The contractions kept waking me up and I would think I should do something about it, but then I woudl fall asleep again instead. I finally woke myself p at 5:00am, just before Tim's alarm went off. The contractions were very strong, and only 2 minutes apart. I told Tim he wouldn't be going to work that day, and had him go and get me Sonic, because I was hungry and knew you couldn't eat once you got to the hospital.

When Tim got home with food the contractions spread out. I went the whole day with my contractions going between 2 mintues apart and 20 minutes apart. We kept going on walks around the neighborhood. I would walk up the curb and down the curb. Then we would go home and take a nap. I remember the house smelled os bad, like a dead rat because we had poinsoned the rats right before this day and one had gotten stuck in the wall. It was so gross.

We went had Subway for lunch and went for another walk. Eventually it got to hot to walk outside so we walked around Walk-Mart. After walmart we went to the hospital. I had been putting it off all day because I was scared to go, I knew once we got there it would be real and I didn't want that. I hate hospitals, I hate pain, I hate doctors. But of course I had to go. I called Jaci to let her know I was there, and called my mom. The nurses checked me and I was still only a 2cm dialtion. They sent me to walk around the hospital. I walked and walked and the electricity went out because of a really bad rainstorm. The contractions got pretty strong after this and I went to my room to take a shower while Tim went home for something, I don't remember what. The nurse put in my IV after that and not too much later I got my epidural. It was around 5:00pm when I first got to the hospital. It was 7:30 when I got my epidural. It hurt like hell, it was a horrible experience and freaked me out. But once it set in things were nice. The pain subsided and I was able just to lay there and relax.

After a while the epidural wore off though and I had to be given another dose. My doctor came in and broke my water aroud 10:00pm and around 11:30 pitocin was given. Finally I dialated almost fully. I still had this little lip that would not co-operate. The nurses kept telling me to wait but I was not happy. The urge to push was so strong, and it felt like the epidural had worn off again. The nurses finally said I could push, some practice pushes before the doctor got there. Turned out I was a lot better at pushing then they thought I would be. Malachi was coming out, doctor or no doctor. So they told me to stop pushing again. Finally the doctor came in and I pushed through about 4 more contractions and Malachi's head and I guess part of the shoulders were out. The doctor said okay with your next contraction you should be able to push him out. I didn't wait for the contraction, I just pushed and there he was.

I will never forget my baby and the way he looked at birth. They held him up, he was totally spread out and he opened his eyes to look at the huge light overhead. Then he started to wail! They put him on my stomach and he peed on me. The first thing I said outloud was, "I think he peed on me." It was hilarious and sweet and wonderful.

I had to finish up delivering the placenta and getting stiched up becuase I tore a little bit. He was born with his hand on his head and his elbow sticking up. Tim was really cute, he kept sort of looking at me like okay I need to stay with her, but then he would go halfway to Malachi and then back to me. I told him to go see the baby. I got to nurse for the first time and Malachi latched on pretty well. One side was not so good, but the other was fine.

I was exhausted and so was Tim. We made a few phone calls, to my mom and I think maybe Tim's family. My mom later told me I sounded like death. It was 1:36am when Chi was born. 6lbs 11 ounces and 19 1/2 inches long. His apgars were 9 and 9. I was happy he was here, happy he was healthy. They made me get up and go to the bathroom, and then they moved me to my room. By this time it was 3 or so in the morning. Poor Tim was so tired, he passed out on this little bench thing they called a guest bed. I asked the nurses to take Chi and just feed him the bottle. I needed my rest.

The time in the hospital was long and sort of stressful. They kept coming in to massage my uterus which totally sucked. It was the worst part of it all. Then the needle pokes and the constant checks. Tim was really tired and I think had a hard time adjusting to it all because he was really quiet which freaked me out some more. We had some visitors, our neighbors, Katie, Ron and Dianna. Malachi stayed with the nurses a lot. The night he got his circumcision he was so not happy, he cried a lot.

We went home two days later at 5 in the evening. I went grocery shopping with Tim to prepare for my mom's visit. Then we chilled at home as a family. I went in the room and slept for about 2 hours while Tim held a sleeping Chi in his arms. That was our first night home.

6 Months Preggo

It's now May 23rd and Malachi is nearly 3 years old. I'm tring to catch up on this blogging so I have to go back into my memory to remember this. I hope I'm able to.

6 months is when we found out what we were having. I had just returned from visiting family. My grandfather had passed away and I had to leave because we had a doctors appt. The appointement that tells the sex of the baby. It was exciting. I thought Malachi was a girl for the first 5 months of the pregnancy. I was sure of it. I called him Hannah Savahnna just to be silly. But I found out I was wrong.

I got onto the ultrasound bed and got the jelly put on my belly. Tim was there with me, anxiously awaiting. The ultrasound tech started her work. She first measured organs, did all the important work and then asked if we wanted to find out the gender. Just as she put her ultrasound wand between his legs we saw for sure that he was a boy and then the ultrasound machine made a funny noise and completely broke! I mean really broke, for the rest of the week. I felt so bad, not that it was my fault but I was the last person who got to have the ultrasound before the machine was a goner. There was a waiting room full of women waiting thier turns. But I had seen what I wanted to, we were going to have a boy!

Now began the name game. I got the baby name books, surfed the web, brainstormed. The place we found Malachi's name is the funniest. It's obviously biblical, but not being very familiar with the Bible I didn't recall it right away. Instead a few months earlier when we had gotten our dogs I was surfing the net for dog names. Malachi was one of the names listed and I thought, that's not a name for a dog, that is a name for a cute little boy. Tim agreed and that's where we officially got his name. Although it's nicer just to say we liked it because it was biblical.

Months 6-9 crept by. They really did. We were trying to sell our house so had to try to keep the house clean. I ended up getting anemic and I was so exhausted all I wanted to do was sleep. I think I slept all but 3 or 4 hours a day for a while. I was better once I got iron tablets to help out. It was so hot that summer. The temperature was in the triple digits and we didn't have proper air conditioning. We ate out a lot, we ate a lot at this one steakhouse called the Mesquite Pit. It ws so good, best steakhouse around.

I remember trying to do the laundry and washing all of Malachi's baby clothes. Throughout the pregnancy I bought baby clothes from the thrift store down the road and Wal-Mart Clearance. I had so many clothes, my goodness. So I took them to be washed. We didn't have a washing machine though, so we had to go to the laundrymat. I remember lugging our big blue laundry basket around. With my big old belly sticking out in front. I"m so glad we have a washing machine now.

I always thought that we would have Malachi early. I didn't feel like I would last. We ended up being late of course, my due date was August 24th and he wasborth on the 27th. We had our Lamaze Classes. Those were interesting. Our teacher had a really high pitched voice and Malachi either liked it a lot or didn't like it one bit. All through class, which was Tuesday nights he would kick and kick and kick. I think through most of her talking I just stared at my belly as it hopped about. I learned a lot though. I took the approach of educating myself to get through the labor. I wanted to know everything I could. I had this big old birth plan. I didn't want pitcoin, I didn' twant them to take Malachi away from me ever once he was born. I wanted an epidural as soon as possible. Most of that stuff didn't stick when it came down to it though. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

Right at the end of my pregnancy we sold our house and went to look for an apartment. I remember my heartburn was so very bad. It made me sick again, just like morning sickness, only it lasted all day. I remember going to check out an apartment. I grabbed taco bell on the way and 10 minutes into my drive from Weatherford to Fort worth I threw up all over myself. I didn't even see it coming. I raced home to change and then go back to Fort Worth. Yuck it was so gross.

Oh and our trip to San Antonio. We bought a car, a Ford Contour at a car auction. I was so happy with our new car, before this I didn't have a really reliable car to drive. The trip was a lot of fun, we ate a lot and drank tons it was rather hot. We did the riverwalk and I just fell in love with San Antonio, it's a nice place. I remember walking so much though, I was having braxton hicks contractions, which of course I didn't know what they were. I thought for sure I would end up having my baby in San Antonio. The drive home sucked, we hit traffic in every returning city and I had to pee, was grumpy and Chi was kicking the heck out of me the whole way.

I wish I remember other details better, remember exactly how I felt every day, every kick, every compliment. Ha Ha, I remember my shower and the fact that we went to the peach festival right before hand. It was July and it was SOOOO HOT! I was wearing a dress that had two layers to it and I was dying of heat exhaustion. Every older lady who saw me said, "Awww, bless your heart, and I thought I was hot." Ha Ha. The shower was nice. We played guess the baby food and lots of Tim's co-workers were there. I thank Katie for throwing it for me, it was really nice.

Well before I knew it my best friend Jaci had given birth to her son Luke. July 31st. She told me it was awful and to get the epidural because I would never make it naturally. That's wha good freinds are for, they always tell the truth. Soon, although it felt like forever after it was my turn...

Month 2 and beyond

I woke up bleeding and I immediatly went to the computer. I had been reading about pregnancy and all that good stuff, so I went and looked up misscariages. Sure enough I was having all the symptoms. I wasn't sure how I felt about it, or what to do. I had no doctor, and I was in shock. My first thought was, I can't go anywhere dirty. So I went upstairs to take a bath. I laid there and the tears came. I wasn't sure until this very moment how much I wanted a precious baby. But now I knew I would be heartbroken. I got out of the tub and called Tim at work. He came home as fast as he could and we went to the emergency room. They admitted me right away, fastest I've ever gotten in at an emergecy room. The nurse asked me how far along I thought I was, and I told her 2 months. She pointed to the wall that had a diagram showing a fetus at different stages of development. She pointed and said, "oh your right here then." I didn't want to look, I was not right there I though. I was no longer pregnant. They examined me, asked some questions and then said they would have to do catheter and and ultrasound. Cathaters are not fun let me tell you! I felt so bad, I was only married for a month and here I was, half naked having a nurse shove a tube into my girly parts with my hubby sitting right there. They actually poured water into my body to enlarge my bladdar. After 20 or so mintues of being "filled up" it was off to ultrasound. That was the scariest moment of my life. The technician said, okay were looking for a healthy heartbeat. I didn't want to look. But I had to, my head wouldn't turn away. It seemed like an eternity before she found him, so tiny with a very strong heartbeat. I was elated, he was okay. So we left the hospital with me on bedrest for an unexplained possible miscarriage. I was told I would have to make an appointement as soon as possible to make sure things remained well.

My first doctors appointment went well. I loved the nurses and the doctor,they were all so nice. I got to see the baby again, still with a healthy heart, still growing nicely. I had blood drawn and met, Dr. eLisabeth Carter. I chose her becuase it said she went to college at UNM. She was very nice and the office was just right down the street, so that was cool. I called my mom after this appiontment to tell her the news. She was very excited, she couldn't wait to be a grandma she said. Neil was pretty shocked and excited as well. I think it was sometime after that when we told Tim's parents.

The months progressed. I spent my days on the internet. I had found a cool support board on parentsplace.com and I spent my entire day on that website posting. I was going to look for a job, but I was too tired to even try. I was getting horrible horrible headaches that nothing helped. I finallyhad to geta perscription to help with them. I stayed up late into the night, and slept in until 2 or 3 in the afternoons. I can't say I was particularly happy during this time. the house that we lived in was very cold and needed a lot of work. It was tough for me to be away from my family, and all this was just so much for me to deal with at once. Looking back I feel so bad for Tim becuase I was just so mean to him. It wasn't his fault,but he was the only person I had to talk to, and consequesntly to take things out on.

It started to get warmer and we decided to sell the house. We worked hard on home improvement projects and even had a day when all of Tim's work friends came and helped. We put down tile, tore down walls, tore up carpet, you name it. We were hard at work for a long time. While working I also held in the back of my mind that my grandfather was very very sick. He had been sick for a while, he had had several strokes and was just getting worse and worse. He could not speak and was paralyzed on his left side. I got a call in April saying that he was on his deathbed and I needed to come out to say goodbye. So I drove the 12 hours home by myself in the Miata 5 months pregnant. Tim had to work, and although he offered to come out with me I felt it was something I needed to do alone. I spent a long time at my moms. My grandpa ended up coming home and he lived for two or three weeks more than they thought. I finally came back home, I had a doctors appointement and didn't want to miss that. On the day that I left my grandfather passed away. I missed his funeral and I still feel badly about that.

Tim had done the most spectacular thing for me when I got home though. It helped ease the pain so much. Before I left I had been bookmarking things that I wanted to get for the baby. Cribs and strollers and all kinds of goodies. While I was gone Tim got all of them for me. He had everything set up in the parlor, waiting for me to see them. He had gotten Winnie the Pooh crib sets and it was all so marvelous.

This was around the time I started showing I was pregnant as well.

Expecting Chi

I started a pregnancy blog for baby #2. I ddin't do one for Chi, and I feel bad about that. So I thought I might go back and try to remember as much as I can about my pregnancy and delivery with him. So here goes;

I got pregnant over the Thanksgiving Holiday. I know that's when it was becuase Tim and I only saw each other every two months or so. LOL I don't know when I started showing signs really. I remember when my period was due I had the normal cramping, but it was very strong and nothing seemed to come of it. But I just ignored it, I was very busy after all. I was finishing up my final semester in college, planning a wedding, and getting ready to move away. Plus there were other matters to attend to. My best friend Jaci suddenly became very ill. She was throwing up all day long and we had no idea what was wrong with her. Finally one night I insisted that she go to the hospital because she was dehydrated. She found out there that she was pregnant, and it was not the best news she could have gotten. So I was trying to help her. She had missed nearly all of her finals due to the sickness, and we needed to pack to go home. We got all packed up drove home, me following her. We stopped at every single gas station on the way so she could throw up. It was a very long trip.

Once home I went back to work at the labs. It was fun and exciting. Everyone was coming in to ask me about my wedding and they threw me a bridal shower as well. So much fun, I remember the nachos were so good, and I was sooo hungry. By now I was having more symptoms. I was starving, my breasts were very tender and and I was so exhausted I could hardly stand it. I was also sick with a cold though, and so I figured that had something to do with it. But of course, I was over a week late with my period. Back in Portales our friend Kim had given me a pregnancy test to use for Jaci. She never used it, so I thought I should. The test came back with a VERY faint red line. I could hardly tell it was there, so I figured it was negative. Days went by, the wedding was drawing near, and still no AF. So I retested. This time the line showed plain as day. I couldn't believe it, I was pregnant. I was so very nervous. Tim was still in Texas working and getting ready to fly down. I wasn't going to tell him right away, but then I didn't want to get married and then say, oh by the way I'm pregnant! So I called him that night and told him. All he said was "um cool." It was funny, but at least he wasn't upset.

We got married, and I moved to Texas. We went on our honeymoon on a big old cruise ship. I was still exhausted, I just wanted to sleep at all times. the rocking of the ship as so nice. I was nauseous, usually in the evening. There were lots of storms brewing in that ocean and so the stomach sickness could have been from that.

We got home and oh my gosh. I will always remember how horrible the trip home from the cruise was. I was so sick, I had a cold yet again so that was part of it. But the whole way home I jsut tried to sleep and not think about how my head hurt, or how much I wanted to puke. Back home I remember I slept a lot. I was waiting for our insurance to add me on to the policy before making a docs appointment. So I hadn't gone to one yet.

Before we knew it the superbowl was here. We went over to Ron and Diana's to watch the game. Things went well, it was lots of fun. We went home that night and I remember being so very tired. I also remember have stronger than normal cramping in my belly. I went to bed and woke up the next day well into the afternoon. I awoke in a pool of blood and thought for sure I was having a misscarriage..... (see next post)

And the BLOG suffers

Well as you can see my blogging days have been slow at best. Chi is runing on the no sleep toddler program and it doesn't work so well for me. So my nights I try to catch up with e-mail and stuff, but it's nearly 1:30 by the time I get Chi down and even look at my to do computer list. So alas, here I am now. I've forgotten the really good stuff I"m sure. I need a computer literally built into my body. That way I could just save data and download it here at night. How nice would that be.

So we started Gymboree. Not sure what I think. The class seems really neat. Chi's first day held a look of anxiety and curiosity all mixed into one. When we left he cried, so we took that as a sign that he must have had a good time. Thursday and Friday we attended free play. I was assured that there would be other children at free play, and so I paid the extra money and took him. Thursday there was not a soul in the place but us, and Friday there were only a total of three. So, I'm a bit disapointed. I would like to see more faces for Chi to socialize with.

We've been on the potty training elevator. One day this week he went potty in the potty for the first time. YIPPIE! The next day, we were going to take a bath and so he was undressed in the bathroom. I asked him over and over if he would like to sit on the potty, to which he announced, NO No NO. So I dropped the subject. Five minutes later while waiting for the water to run my feet suddenly felt warm and wet. Lo and behold I had been peed on. That night he again went in the potty. That's been it on the potty front.

Chi's new favorite word is Cool. He say's it for everything. He has also picked up on saying good and they sound a lot alike. But he enterchanges them, so it's like blah blah blah coo*cool. Blah blah blah, gooood. LOL He's a hoot.

Since he hasn't been sleeping I've been pretty grumpy. So one day I was sick of playing with him. So I sent him off to play all by himself. He cried and threw a fit for a while. Then he went off to play. I saw him in the corner of my eye roaming about the living room, and heard his toys clanking, so I knew he was playing and in no danger. But I honestly didn't look right at him to see just what he was doing. Later that day, after a failed attempt at a nap and even more frustration I sat Chi down to watch television while I cleaned/laundry and did my hair. I was just so frustrated and tired. I managed to drop an entirely full can of air freshner on my toes, boy did that hurt. And things were just not going well. So I went to start cleaning and I came across this box of Mega Blocks track. The tracks and cars were all in the storage box, but they were a hodge podge of parts, put away in a very silly manner. I sort of cursed myself, or T for putting the toys away so dumbly. I mean, no the lid could not even fit and it all had to be done again. Then through my bad day I realized something. Earlier when I had sent Chi away he had gone and picked up his toys for me. I felt so bad, he's such a good boy and here I was being so mean to him. I missed watching him do that, and I missed praising him for a job well done. My day got better and I remembered that it's not his fault I'm tired and grumpy. So I shouldn't take it out on him.

The week has been alright I guess. We got a new webcam that Rocks the house, let me tell you. I also bought a new SLR camera for a great price on ebay. I can't wait to get it and start taking pics. I adore our digital, but I've always wanted a regular film camera.

I found a cool website with all sorts of people from my old college and high school. I got in touch with two girls from high school. It's neat to re-connect in my opinion.

The weekend doesn't look to hold any excitement. Tonight was very boring. T didn't feel good and Chi was a grumpy mess. Hopefully that is not what is to be expected from the rest of the weekend. I think T has a school assignment. I would like to stay on the downlow to save some money, but I always end up letting boredom get the best of me and spend the dough on something or another. Maybe we can just hit some parks, or go feed the ducks. The weather is supposed to be great.

A day to remember

Today was it, the big day. The day that my little Chi went Pee Pee in the potty for the first time. It was great, priceless.

We always take him to the bathroom with us. Get him used to the process. Sometimes we depants him and allow him to sit on his royal potty himself. But sometimes he just sits there with jeans. Well today, his diaper was nearly falling off anyway. So it came off and he sat down. When I saw he was actually going potty I nearly fell in my own Royal seat! I was so excited. I know it doesn't mean anything, and we still have a long road ahead of us. But it is a start.

I haven't written for a while. The weekend often finds me away from my beloved computer. It was a good weekend. Saturday we went to a wedding reception. It was for a girl that I met online. I might have mentioned her before. It went lovely. I felt like I had known her for a long time. I think I've felt far more uncomfotable at T's work functions or my own family gatherings than I did at the reception. I got to meet her little one and they got to meet my pride and joy. It was cool.

I think that was about all that Saturday held for us. We watched movies and just played with Chi. He's so funny, he says so much now.

His words are;
Biiidd- Bird, he also makes a tweet sound
Peees- Please
Pop- Popscicle
Pup- Up
Doge- Dog
Cat-Cat
That
This
Coke
BB-belly button
Bebe-Baby
Blo-Block
Boll-Ball
Bow-Bow-Elbow
Shoes
Nose
Toe
Eye
I want
Moo-Milk
Cheese Cheese-Cheetos
On
Off
Agin-Again
Horse
Cow
Duck


I can't remember the rest. He also does animal sounds. Counts to three, un dooo cheee! He knows most of his shapes and were working on colors. I think he will be ready for school. Ha Ha

We shall see what tomorrow holds. Tuesday he starts Gymboree, how fun. Hopefully it goes well.

The Planets are aligning

I must say that today was remarkably nice compared to the last four or so. We woke up around 9:00, I was still very tired from doing computer stuff late into the night. Chi was in a great mood. We did the normal mornign thing I suppose. Morning Cartoons, a little bit of breakfast, check e-mail. Today I was feeling motivated because i haven't cleaned the house all this week. T has been the one doing the dishes and stuff, thank goodness for a great husband. But today I vacuumed and put in a load of laundry. That was all for my motivatedness though. We left around noon to go get McDonalds for lunch and then we went to the library. This library is the strictest library I have ever seen. They only allowed me to check out two books, then in two weeks I can pick up my library card, they will not mail it, and then I will be able to check out more than two at a time. LOL, it will take a month before I am entrusted with thier VHS videos. Chi loved the library. He ran through the aisles, and played in their childrens area. Tomorrow they have storytime at 10:30am, I will probably not be functioning by then but it's a nice idea.

We got home and Chi played for a bit. Then he got tired and we napped together. We woke up, went to the gym, then dinner and now home. I actually ran on the treadmill at the gym, that's major for me. I hate running.

At dinner we discussed how I'm a bigger nerd than my software engineer hubby. I have six, yes six e-mail accounts, a blog, am a member of an online community, and I spend my whole day, when not with Chi of course on this computer. Too bad I don't get paid for it all. I was offended in the bathroom by a lady who told my son that he was kinda cute! What's that, kinda cute? Well your kinda old lady. Sheesh!!

Cute stuff Chi did today. He insists that we clap for him when he has done something he is proud of. If we don't clap he takes our hands and claps for us. He tried to go potty in the potty. Well he sat in it anyway, but that was about it. He loves birds and pointed and made tweet tweet sounds whenever he heard one today. Just now he told me he wanted ni ni, which is night night for him. He's so good.

You know he is not on any sort of set schedule. He wakes up when wants, and he goes to bed at night when he is ready, sometime in between that he naps. I let him lead, and he does well with that. A lot of people and articles say that a child should be on a certain schedule, but you know I don't think at this age it really matters. We function very well without one, and frankly I've never been much of a schedule maker myself. I guess we will see if I'm making a big mistake just letting Chi take the lead. Right now I think we are very happy.

Mercury is in Retrograde

Have you ever heard the phrase Mercury is in Retrograde? I don't know exactly what it means. My Hubby did a search on it today and could probably tell you all about the stars re-aligning and what that results in. All that I know is when I used to work in an office I knew a lady who, when life was not going her way, would say, Mercury is in Retrograde. I think it's a good saying, so I think I'll use it for now.

This weekend, far before my journey into blogginess we had an appointement to view some real estate, no obligation to buy, and we would be given a free vacation package. Too good to be true you say? Well for the majority of the people who went, it was the real deal. For us however, things did not work out. When we arrived we were told that we did not qualify to be given this free gift because, get this, we traveled in the same car as another couple who was also recieving a vacation. I've been furious about it ever since. What kind of logic is that!?! But life goes on. So the next day, Sunday I went to Pizza Hut and wanted breadsticks, and do you know what, they were out of them. How ridiculous, that's as bad as them telling me they are out of pizza! Oh well, the way my luck is going. Tuesday I was again called for an opportunity to win a vacation. The man went through who he was and what I had won and Whoopee for me, I could even win a whole buttload of money. I've been so jaded by my first experience that I was really not into a thing he had to say. And worst of all he was interrupting American Idol. How dare he! But in the back of my mind I kept hearing my friend Gabbie's words, "when one door is shut another is opened!" So I thought maybe this was it. NOPE! When the man went back to verify all the info he realized hey, I am not 30 years old, so I don't qualify. Fifteen minutes on the phone with this nutjob and nothing! Oh well, that's just life when Mercury is in Retrograde.

In better news Mr. Chi Guy had his 18 month docs visit on Today. According to thier scales he is 22lbs 8 ounces. Still a shrimp in comparison with other babies. His height is on par though, at 33 inches. He cried like we were going to skin him alive the entire time. There was no shots even and he still cried. Of course if I got poked everytime I saw the doctor I would probably be crying like that in anticipation as well. So no more docs until 24 months, YIPPIE!

I think that's about it. I need to stop writing so late at night so I have more energy to type more. Or at least be clever.

More tomorrow

A typical Monday

It's been a regular Monday in our house. The day started around 9:00am, not so bad. We woke up before then, but didn't actually get out of bed until then. I tried giving Chi some Apple Jacks to eat, since he ate those yesterday. But he wasn't so interested. I have yet to find a breakfast food that he enjoys. Pancakes, eggs, milk, and cheerios area all NO's. This kid is way too much like me, I'm not big on teh breakfast either.

We played for the majority of the morning. Chi's favorite games incluse hitting little balls around and rolling around on the bed while using sheets as a fort. I was pretty tired, since I stayed up so late Sunday night. So I took a nap with Chi at around 1:00. I sure had some odd dreams. It's hard being a night person with a child. I want him to go to sleep early, but then have to be up early in the morning with him. I'm usually so tired I end up napping and the whole thing just turns into an evil cycle of sleepyness.

After our nap we ran errands. Friendly cat was out for us to play with. Friendly cat is a cat in our neighborhood that someone left behind when they moved. He is well known among everyone and always tries to break into our home. Chi loves the cat, we really need to get him an animal.

This evening we watched American Idol. Those guys sure are good, tomorrow night the ladies sing. Should be cool to watch. Then we watched Fear Factor, could that Omorosa be any witchier? Nikki from the old American idol sure looks worse for the wear. I don't think she takes care of herself so well.

Now everyone is asleep and I'm trying to figure out more of this blogging stuff and catching up on my mothers playgroup. I should really get to bed though. Hopefully tomorrow will be nice and I will somehow escape the sleepy that comes with an early morning.

My Little Star