Buddy will be released soon! Who thinks he'll run for Mayor within the next few years? This is only two months early. Wow, I really would have thought he'd be released earlier than that. I can't believe it's been five years! I will never forget where I was when he was found guilty, Disney World! Funny how I haven't lived in RI for over four years, yet their politics are still the most interesting.
Terry, will you join his campaign?
Reading some celeb blog, I came across an article on Hottest Hollywood Assistants. As I'm procrastinating doing real or volunteer work because it's late in mommy world, I thought what the hell and clicked the link. First thing I see is a top 25 list for men and women, so I click on that. Who would have guessed I'd know the #1 man. Of course, it's someone I haven't seen since high school graduation, but in 7th grade he made me laugh in English class (which I hated because my teacher refused to teach). So go see for yourself!
Super Cool Baby was mentioned in the Boston Globe today in a big article on Blogpire. Yay! Shirt Snob has started doing really well lately, and I'm really excited about increasing my readership at Super Cool Baby. This is a great step in the right direction.
Andy's had a not so great reaction to his 40 some odd shots yesterday, so he spent most of last night awake. Luckily I married the most awesome man ever who got up to take care of him (thank you again Peter!), but I still didn't get nearly enough sleep and have had a bit of a rough day. I have now accumulated a bunch of computer projects, and if I don't get to do my emailing/blogging, I freak out. I don't know how to leave something to the week before it's due, never mind a day or two before. So today has been great with all this stuff that needs to get done and a head that is cloudy.
But the worst part is that Andy was so upset. My little man just screamed and screamed and I couldn't fit it. Well, I sort of did (yay Tylenol!), but he was obviously not feeling well and times and had a sad tired look when he wasn't screaming. And I felt so bad. I just wanted to make it all better and give him hugs. Shouldn't hugs make it all better? He's now sleeping, but I'm very very scared he'll be up all night again.
Outside of all this, I'm terribly upset because it's still over three months away until Harry Potter comes out. How will I wait that long? I'm really getting anxious. Like I can barely contain my excitement, I just want to scream and jump around. There is no way I can last another three months. I don't know how I'll wait three days. July please hurry up and get here!!!
I know I've argued with many of you about Snape. I say he's good, and many of you refuse to believe this even though
the facts are all there, plainly laid out for all to see. I just discovered a great essay about Snape at The Leaky Cauldron, and I encourage you all to read it. It had a ton of incite that I hadn't even thought about. And I'm desparate for new things to think about since July 21 isn't getting here fast enough. It's a fascinating read, I highly recommend it.
Today is Andy's birthday. At 5:35pm a year ago, I finally got him out with the use of a vacuum. His head was the size and shape of an eggplant, and he was a squirmy, squished up little thing. We have a great video of him not long after he was born. Peter held him while I was doing all that afterbirth stuff, and Andy's looking around as if he's thinking "What the hell just happened and where am I?" It's so perfect.
To celebrate his birthday, Peter is getting cupcakes. Andy will have one, probably make a mess and get frosting in his hair, and I will take many pictures. I'm sort of glad we're away from most people we know on this important day. I know many people hold parties for their child's first birthday, but to me this should be a more private occasion. Andy being born was a private family moment, and I want to celebrate the same way. I want to focus all my attention on him, not guests and refilling drinks and oh look, the night is over and I've barely spent any time with my son. Tonight I will focus on him because really, today is all about him. Andy Day.
Because I like to brag about how my husband is super awesome wonderful perfect, I want to tell you what extra special thing he did. To celebrate me giving birth, I also received a present. Peter let me open it yesterday. He made me a book all about Andy's first year of life. There are tons of pictures, text he wrote, and it's perfect. And it's a real book too, not some photo album he threw together. All professional looking. A book all about my little man! There were pictures I forgot about, ones of me and Andy, Peter and Andy, Andy with grandparents, pregnant pictures, just everything was included. It is so special and perfect and so sweet of him to think of. He's been working on it for months too. I could not have survived the past year without all the love and support and help from Peter. He's been a damn good father and an even better husband, and I am so thankful that I have been lucky enough to share my life with him.
Andy's attacking the tv with a wooden spoon, so I must dash. Happy birthday pumpkin man!
This is me a year ago yesterday. Aren't I the largest pregnant person ever? I really think I am. I weigh here about what Peter weighs now. And he's over a foot taller. Doesn't that just make me feel peachy!
So a year ago tonight at 11pm my water breaks. I am so shocked that an entire year has gone by. Those first 4 months of Andy's life seemed to last at least 3/4th of that time. The last 3 months have felt about 2 weeks long. I really thought that time had stopped after giving birth, but now I feel like Andy'll be at college before I realize it. Today he started looking like a toddler. He isn't walking yet, but he's looking so much older and more mature. Starting to lose some of that beautiful baby fat around his face.
The best part is that I just love him more and more every day. More than I thought possible. I was so miserable for those first few months, but I can now say that it was worth it to have such a wonderful person in my life. I want to be with him all the time, and I miss him when I'm not. He makes me smile all the time, and he makes me want another.
Tomorrow celebrates the best day of my life. I'm so lucky!
For the first time since Andy was born I think, Peter and I sat down and watched a movie without stopping it once. It was so nice to just sit there and do something like that without being interrupted or too tired to continue. We watched Stranger Than Fiction, which was cute and funny and not stressful at all, which was exactly what I needed. I can't believe how much I have to be in the mood for certain movies now. My mental capacity for drama is quite small, virtually non-existent past 8pm. Tonight we may try again with Children of Men because I've heard so many awesome things about it. Let's just hope the little man cooperates!
Peter just put Andy down for a nap. As I was saying goodnight to him and about to give him a big kiss (which he actually turned towards, so I got a big sloppy wet formula kiss-tasted GREAT!), Andy looked right in my eyes and said "Geek!" I'm not sure if it was a personal observation about himself or if he was commenting on how I'm organizing my baby vendors folder alphabetically and renaming them all because I'm OCD, but it was pretty darn cute.
If you aren't watching this show, you are crazy. We are all lucky that it's going to have a second season, but who knows about a third. Don't let this show become the next Arrested Development! Start watching it today. To show you the utter genius of it, here's a quote from last night's episode:
Love is like an onion. And You peel away layer after stinky layer until you're just weeping over the sink.
Oh, and you should have heard it said. I laughed out loud and had to rewind to watch it again. I mean, lines like that, jokes like the Rural Juror, what could be better?
Happy birthday to my favorite husband and my best friend. I love you more than anything!
I weaned Andy last week. He wasn't getting much milk from me, so I moved him down to less feedings from me. He immediately started having much wetter diapers, so I feel it was the right decision. But he started not really wanting my milk. He would get distracted, sit up, want to get off my lap, etc. So I finally stopped entirely. I tried again last night to see if maybe he'd changed his mind, but he looked like he didn't even know what to do.
It's very bittersweet. Nursing him was the one thing that only I could do. It was Mommy and Andy time, and I cherished it. However, it's so nice to now know that I can leave at any point, and Peter could take care of him without a problem. This was always a huge stress after I was in the hospital when Andy was three weeks old and we didn't have enough milk for him. Now I don't have to worry about him starving. Not that he is, he's becoming a pretty good eater and drinks about a billion bottles a day. But my little man is becoming a bigger man. Soon he'll be walking, then going to kindergarten. Next thing you know, he's at college and no longer living with me. :(
This was a few days ago. Today everything got spit out, which is our new version of hilarious. Even the milk came pouring out onto our bibs. Now we're fussy, probably because we're hungry. But why eat when we can spit and laugh?
I hate April Fools jokes. I find they are always disruptive and disappointing. I never find them funny.
Of course, maybe that's because I always fall for them.
Last year Clay said he eloped. I believed it, and I even knew what day it was. But come on, there were even pictures! It was a good one. But then I felt like a sucker.
This year, I read that The Leaky Cauldron was going to close after the last Harry Potter book comes out in July. I found this so upsetting, this is the only site I go to for my HP news. And let's face it, although I'm not as fanatical as some people in this world, I am obsessed with HP. With two more movies to come out with, plus the future books about the HP world that I'm going to make JKR write, even if it means sleeping outside her Scottish mansion in protest for years and years, there is no way The Leaky Cauldron could shut down. And of course it isn't. I totally fell for this. Oh, how gullible I am. It's a good thing no one is trying to talk me into a time share or a mortgage online.
