Kovixen

Murgatroid

2009-02-14T21:40:27Z

This is the temporary baby's name. Love it, live it, Murgatroid!

So you may have heard

2009-02-14T01:16:10Z

That I'm pregnant. Because I am. Last time my blog was the first place it was announced. Now it is the last. How sad.

Tentative due date of October 17. So 8 months before I have to grow up again. Woot.

Because I can now blog again

2009-02-01T22:37:44Z

I wanted to share something very special, Cake Wrecks.

Man in the Dark

2008-10-30T01:01:36Z

Are you in the dark?

Voted early and loved it!

And I thought pink eye was bad

2008-02-29T13:07:36Z

Andy woke up at 6:30am (early for my late sleeper) screaming yesterday. I ran into his room, and he was sweating and burning up. I took his temp, and it was a whopping 103.5. Not quite sure how high it should go up before I should freak out, I called the pediatrician (and Peter and my mom, I was freaking out anyway). Turns out 105 is where we worry. So there were to be no trips to the pediatrician again (good thing since the nurse admitted he could have gotten the fever after going there on Wednesday) or the hospital. But I had a feverish baby who needs eye drops and is almost as strong as me so they are damn near impossible to put in alone, is not able to go anywhere, and is not able to go for a walk because it was damn cold out. My day was fun to say the least. Whenever I feel like I have a handle on this whole parenting thing, something like this happens. I comment to my mom that Andy's naps have been consistent for months, and he stops napping for a week. I tell my mom I can totally handle Peter being away, and my baby is the sickest he's ever been. I need to keep my mouth shut. Right now I'm on hold with the pediatrician to see if we need to bring him back in as his temp has gone back up to 102.5. Peter's finally home (2am last night), so at least I don't have to struggle alone. I must say how great it is to have tv. Dora and Blues Clues have been my saviors. I don't know how people did this 100 years ago.

Pink eye

2008-02-27T19:44:38Z

What was supposed to be a relatively easy time while Peter went away is not turning out to be so simple. I had Andy scheduled to see his babysitter for all three mornings. And now he has pink eye, so not only can I not take him there, I can't take him anywhere. I have drops for his eyes that he refuses to let me put in, so we literally are wrestling on the floor. And I'm now beginning to suspect that I have pink eye too. I'm thinking about going on vacation this weekend to anywhere that will be relaxing. I am totally stressed, as usual.

In my previous post, I neglected to say how awesome Dave was for driving one of our cars down here full of cats when we moved down here last year. Thank you again Dave. Without you, we would have had to sell the cats on the street for money, or else put them all in one cage and let it be survival of the fittest. And we all know that Fat Tony would have then sat on the girls, and it would have all been over. Ziggy thanks you mightily.

One Year

2008-02-25T03:07:58Z

Peter beat me to our anniversary post. We moved down here a year ago today. We'd never been to the Charlotte area before, and as we drove by the city and all the tall buildings, it really hit me what we had done. How could I move to a place I didn't recognize? A year later, I still probably couldn't pick out the skyline, but I love it here. I really love it here. I was so afraid that everyone would be super southern, asking me which church I belonged to, saying "Bless Your Heart" all the time, all extremely conservative, and I'd be the freak in the mix. And I've found quite the opposite. I may not fit in as perfectly as I did in RI, but there are so many people like me down here, with more moving down every day. It is a great place to raise a family, the weather is awesome (what a year to not be in Boston!), and we have an awesome house. I am so happy, I can't express how I feel. This was one of the hardest things I've ever done, moving down here. I was so scared of it all, terrified I was making a huge mistake and messing things up not just for me and Peter, but for the most important person ever, Andy. I'm so glad I took the risk.

In other news, I want to clear up something from my previous post. I'm NOT pregnant. Just really tired. Sorry to anyone who wants me to be, but we are very far from taking that leap again. One day....

Valentine's Day

2008-02-15T14:18:25Z

I'm quite the romantic. After a lovely dinner of cheese fondue and pots de creme (probably spelled wrong), I graciously told Peter that I was exhausted, and he carried me upstairs and put me to bed before 9pm and went into another room to read. I couldn't even make it to our romantic Lost watching we had planned. Sorry I conked out Peter! Seriously, I don't know what is wrong with me. I slept until 7:30am, and I'm still super tired and slightly dizzy. I've been sleeping like the dead since I got home, but shouldn't I be caught up by now?

At least he knows who I am

2008-02-14T20:37:52Z

Andy's started saying a few words. They are pretty random ones like roar and yay, but he does say mama and dada finally. Everything he says in the cutest little voice you've ever heard. Well, except for mama. That he says as if a demon took over his body. You next expect him to say that I'm in the "pits of despair" like in The Princess Bride. I am not sure why I am the lucky one for the devil voice. Hopefully it's a passing phase, much like his velociraptor phase.

Happy Valentine's Day!

2008-02-14T16:02:21Z

I love today. Ever have those days that things seem to go right? As I was turning around after dropping Andy off, I saw the first apple blossoms of the year. Got me so excited for the warm weather. I heard good Alpha Phi news and also feel great about what I'm working on right now. It's been a tough year for my relationship with the sorority, and I'm so glad I stuck it through. And now one of my favorite bloggers is pregnant after lots of infertility issues, and for some reason I'm so happy I'm crying. I just feel lucky I have a great life with a great family and great people and organizations around me. And I once again am struck by how happy I am that I moved down here. There are almost no negatives to North Carolina. Today is one of those great days where you can sit back and be happy with your life. I try to find these moments often and really appreciate them, and today is one of them.

Tomato

2007-11-15T20:15:10Z

Peter got out a tomato for the BLTs we were having for lunch. He puts it on the counter, then turns his back to get something out of the fridge. When he turns again, the tomato is gone. Andy had taken it off the counter and taken a huge bite out of it. It was so funny, we gave it to him for the rest of lunch, and he ate about half of it. Just like an apple.

Whoops!

2007-11-11T22:49:38Z

I forgot to post yesrterday. Oops. Oh well, I knew I wouldn't make it through the entire month because I will be on vacation and have very limited computer time (that I plan to use almost exclusively on work), but I still wish I could have made it until then. The reason I didn't was because I had a horrible night sleep and pulled a muscle in my back that was very painful. I just got thrown off and was barely functioning all day. And no, it had nothing at all to do with Mom's Night Out being the night before. I only had one drink that night. I swear. I also left with a new nickname. Any night when that happens is a good night. Stevie anyone?

I now have two Christmas presents to buy besides Peters. That's right. And the Christmas cards are ordered and coming in tomorrow, my packing list for vacation is written out, as is my to do list for before our trip. I am almost done blogging for one blog through the rest of the month, and the other has all my entries started for the upcoming two weeks after this one, which is already done. See how prepared I am? It's like a sickness really. But after two breakdowns this year, I now feel like I can get through the holidays with relatively little pain. And I don't have to deal with any crowds!

I am hoping to send out an email, but if anyone wants to see me when I'm up in the NE, let me know!

Words

2007-11-09T22:43:20Z

Peter changed Andy's diaper after lunch today (3rd poopy one of the day so far), and then he went downstairs to leave for work while we stayed upstairs. I sat at the top of the stairs behind the gate with Andy on my lap repeatedly saying goodbye in different ways, making sure to say the word Daddy each time. It's a word that Andy has sort of said in the past, so I try to encourage it. And then he said it, perfectly clear for the first time. Da-dy. It was amazing and wonderful and I loved it. Peter heard too, I was so happy about that. While Andy is normal and healthy, he's been on the later side of talking (and everything else), so this was quite exciting.

This evening at dinner, Peter finished early and went to finish mowing the lawn for the last time this year. Andy could see him doing it through the windows, and he kept saying "Mom mom mom." He knows I'm the mommy, but he didn't want to make eye contact while saying it. And he was really separating the words, it wasn't "mamamamamamma" like he's done. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. I could hear him saying it for years to come in that beautiful sweet little voice, and I actually started to cry. I guess this made him uncomfortable though, as he changed to G's and started the "Got ga ga got" words instead.

Have I mentioned I love him? I just can't contain it, I want to scream it every chance I get. I want to talk about him all the time. Because he is perfect and the best baby ever. Today is his 19 month birthday. Happy birthday to the most handsome and sweet person to ever exist!

Hello city

2007-11-08T19:33:06Z

Last night I had a meeting inside the loop in a place I'd never been before. Driving home, I took a new route and ended up on the same road that I first came in on when we moved here. Back then it was my first time in the area, and it was an exciting yet creepy feeling seeing the place that I would live and raise Andy for the first time. Last night, it was cozy and familiar and felt totally right. I loved that feeling. We made a good decision moving here, we are happy, we are thriving. It was such a hard decision to make, but we are making a great life for ourselves down here. The culture can be a little weird now and then, but there are so many more normal people down here than I was expecting. The weather is great, driving and getting around is so much easier, the neighborhoods are safe and all have nice yards, schools are good, people are friendly. It felt really great knowing that what was once scary is now no longer.

In Andy news, he suddenly hates to go to bed. Daddy will tell him he's on the last book, and we know he understands this. Yet when the last book is done and it's time to say goodnight to Mommy, he starts crying. If we put him in the crib, he's okay. But he wants more books. He is obsessed with reading. At a consignment fair I recently picked up a box of 26 mini board books, one for each letter. He loves these books like they are his life. And his other books get carried around the house with him from room to room. He is too cute for words, I just lovelovelove him.

Holidays cards were ordered yesterday, and I also have ordered about 90% of my gifts this year. I am starting to be able to breath again! A friend may be hosting a holiday card writing party too, so that will be the perfect way to get them all addressed, organized, and sent! No more crying fits for me hopefully!

Strike the strikers

2007-11-07T13:21:22Z

Raise your hands if you are unhappy about the writers strike! I have no idea what the issues are or who is right or wrong, but if my television watching is going to be disturbed, I'm not a happy camper. And if my movie watching is going to be disturbed, I'm seriously put out. I'm hoping this doesn't last long, but what am I supposed to do if the strike does go the distance? Read a book? Browse the web? Maybe get a little extra work in? Ugh. All horrible options. I may just have to actually start watching repeats. What is next, watching commercials too???

In other news, our trip up north is finally coming together. Preparations for selling the Jetta are working out we think (we've had lots of title problems, but Peter's taken the reigns with that issue), we have worked out all our hotels except for on the drives which we will do last minute (Boston was the hard one as we never thought about hotels when we lived there), and I even have a bit of a schedule for when we are in RI (still have to work one out for Boston). It'll be a long and tiring trip, but I think it's also going to be a ton of fun. I cannot wait to see everyone! And to show off the greatest creature on earth, who I think is finally old enough to be able to handle such a trip.