
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
We almost made it
My mom just left for the corner drug store to pick up cough medicine for Will. He was so close to not having a cough anymore. And now it's back with a wet, phlemy vengance. Sigh....... poor little man.
Blood sugar mystery
I cannot understand how yesterday's fasting number was a 90. I ate 2 packets of oatmeal and took 8 units of insulin. My 1 hour after breakfast number was a 97. Success, right?
Today - fasting was 75. I ate the same 2 packets of oatmeal and took the same 8 units of insulin. So why was my 1 hour after breakfast number a 157?
I'll never understand what it is I'm actually allowed to eat.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving
Here's what I'm thankful for this year....
My family
My wonderful son
This blessing in my belly
My amazing husband - I love you, baby. And I'm so proud of what you're doing for our country. Thank you for your sacrifice, we missed you today.
My best friend and her safe return home from China. I cannot wait to see you and sweet Grace. That inspite of the economy falling apart, we're doing just fine.
Being able to take insulin so that I could enjoy my aunt's sweet potatoes. It was worth it. :)
Family members loving my son as much as I do (or at least close), it was a relief to not be the sole responsible person for a few hours.
Happy turkey day everyone. I hope you had a blessed day, I know I did.
Monday, November 24, 2008
We are getting out of here
Oh my goodness.....I cannot wait until tomorrow.
Believe it or not, my house is dang near spotless. And by spotless, I mean SPOTLESS.
Floors - scrubbed
Appliances - cleaned
Blinds - dusted/washed
Doors/trim/light switches - washed
Wood floors and furniture - polished
Ceiling fan blades - dusted
Working parts of whirlpool tub - bleached
Christmas presents - wrapped and put away
C-L-E-A-N
Now we're ready. :) I'm 1/2 packed tonight and I've made a list of errands I need to run tomorrow before we leave. Will has school and we'll leave shortly after that. 8 nights at my parents house. Lord, I hope they're ready for us.
We'll be down for Thanksgiving and a baby sprinkle. That's a low-key baby shower for those not in the know. Just a little sumthin' sumthin' w/ a few friends and family to celebrate baby boy number two.
And just think.......when we get home we'll have less than 48 hours until daddy returns. Heck, maybe about 44 hours.
Believe it or not, my house is dang near spotless. And by spotless, I mean SPOTLESS.
Floors - scrubbed
Appliances - cleaned
Blinds - dusted/washed
Doors/trim/light switches - washed
Wood floors and furniture - polished
Ceiling fan blades - dusted
Working parts of whirlpool tub - bleached
Christmas presents - wrapped and put away
C-L-E-A-N
Now we're ready. :) I'm 1/2 packed tonight and I've made a list of errands I need to run tomorrow before we leave. Will has school and we'll leave shortly after that. 8 nights at my parents house. Lord, I hope they're ready for us.
We'll be down for Thanksgiving and a baby sprinkle. That's a low-key baby shower for those not in the know. Just a little sumthin' sumthin' w/ a few friends and family to celebrate baby boy number two.
And just think.......when we get home we'll have less than 48 hours until daddy returns. Heck, maybe about 44 hours.
Crying over spilled milk - literally
Can I just say that whomever said "there's no use crying over spilled milk" never had it happen on a clean floor before. 
I just bawled my eyes out.
Mopping the kitchen is my least favorite chore. I despise it.
I spent 3 hours - yes, count em, nearly 3 hours scrubbing, disinfecting, mopping and sweeping my kitchen floor. I swept it three times to get it free of crumbs and dog hair. Then I scrubbed the entire floor on my hands and knees with hot water and pine sol. Then I mopped it 3 times, each time using fresh, hot water to get the dirty water off the floor.
Will just snatched the sippy cup of chocolate milk off the counter before I could get the lid on it.
It wasn't even mixed yet - so there was milk and a huge streak of syrup all over the floor. And it went under the edge of the dishwasher. Shoot me. 
I just bawled my eyes out.
Mopping the kitchen is my least favorite chore. I despise it.
I spent 3 hours - yes, count em, nearly 3 hours scrubbing, disinfecting, mopping and sweeping my kitchen floor. I swept it three times to get it free of crumbs and dog hair. Then I scrubbed the entire floor on my hands and knees with hot water and pine sol. Then I mopped it 3 times, each time using fresh, hot water to get the dirty water off the floor.
Will just snatched the sippy cup of chocolate milk off the counter before I could get the lid on it.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Oh how I love it
What is it about feeling your baby move around inside you that makes you fall in love with them even more? I cannot wait for this tiny little blessing's daddy to get home and feel him kicking.
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