As I recently posted the Hogan family (Gabriella, Cyndy and Joe) just moved back to California. Moving is a hard concept for Chance to grasp, he keeps asking if Gabriella can meet us at the park, and I have to sadly keep reminding him that she is gone and it could be a loooooong time before we see them again. California is another hard concept to grasp. This funny quote came yesterday after I hung up the phone with Cyndy. Only a child living abroad would probably say this.
Chance: Mom, who were you talking to?
ME: That was Cyndy.
Chance: Cyndy? Where is Cyndy anyway? Texas, Sweden? Where is she?
Friday, July 10, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Dancing Baby Making Me Whine
If I had to give baby boy a song right now, it'd be "You like to move it move it" from the Madagascar movie. The boy likes to move, and I mean, constantly.
I was telling both my mom and Ryan's mom today in an email that such activity causes me to picture my life in about 5 years....it will be me sitting all alone at the dinner table finishing my meal cause my 3 boys can't sit still to save my life. Dinner's already a struggle enough...sit still, use your fork, lean over, SIT DOWN. Meanwhile, Ryan's pretty much done with his meal and is off like a light while I am still sitting with Chance murmuring SIT DOWN. Throw number 3 in to the mix and looks like we've got a dinner party, and I don't mean having guests over.
60 days and counting and my mommy hunch tells me he's going to come early, and probably run around the room several minutes after birth. As I sit here and type I can see out of the corner of my eye, my stomach moving. I can see a knee or elbow stream across my belly making it protrude, and then it rests itself in one place causing a hard spot for several minutes, and then poof, it's gone. He's moved again. Sometimes I wonder if my organs will all stay in tact over the next 2 months of karate camp going on inside my belly.
Nights are the best right now. I have to sleep on my side, so my options for limiting my uncomfortableness are really few. My evenings go something like this as I try to fall asleep at night. Ryan's usually still reading. Start on right side. Crap can't breath, let's try the left. I can breath now, but Oh my lower back is killing me. Prop up a pillow behind me in hopes the lower back will be more supported. Sleeping on the left makes my neck throb, let's try the right again. Right seems to be working until I get a nice taste of throw up in my mouth. I don't want to have to take tums again....I just brushed my teeth and will have to get up and do it again. Man I am thirsty but drinking makes the tums not work. I guess I'll go to the bathroom while I am up brushing my teeth again in hopes I wont have to get up as much at night. Finally lay back down. Ryan is turning off his light. I am trying to regain some level of comfort to try and fall asleep. I lay there pissed off that I can't fall asleep. Meanwhile I can tell Ryan is asleep which pisses me off even more that it took less than 30 seconds for him, and I've been trying for the last thirty minutes. Why didn't I buy one of these:
Finally.....Im out. Around midnight my right arm is asleep, better turn over. Baby is practicing his punches which annoy me. My neck is throbbing again on the left side. Tylenol anyone? Shall I risk drugging the baby for a little peaceful sleep around here? I try not to. Crap, I have to pee again. 4 am, up to pee again. My mouth is so dry I reach for the water. Lay back down with my back aching and regret my drink as I taste the acid in my mouth. I swear and curse and say to hell with the dentist. I'll take a cavity over having to get up again. Finally I am asleep again. Next thing I know Chance is up and telling us it's 6:30. I doze in and out fully aware that the karate match still apparently hasn't ended. Beep Beep Beep time for Ryan to get up. He hits the snooze 20 times. Chance comes in again from some TV watching to climb all over us and ensure that Ryan is now getting up for work. I decide to try and sleep until Ryan is out of the shower. Even if I don't fall asleep I tell myself, just lay there, you wont be able to do this for much longer. But I can't lay there, my back hurts too bad and I have to pee.
I was telling both my mom and Ryan's mom today in an email that such activity causes me to picture my life in about 5 years....it will be me sitting all alone at the dinner table finishing my meal cause my 3 boys can't sit still to save my life. Dinner's already a struggle enough...sit still, use your fork, lean over, SIT DOWN. Meanwhile, Ryan's pretty much done with his meal and is off like a light while I am still sitting with Chance murmuring SIT DOWN. Throw number 3 in to the mix and looks like we've got a dinner party, and I don't mean having guests over.
60 days and counting and my mommy hunch tells me he's going to come early, and probably run around the room several minutes after birth. As I sit here and type I can see out of the corner of my eye, my stomach moving. I can see a knee or elbow stream across my belly making it protrude, and then it rests itself in one place causing a hard spot for several minutes, and then poof, it's gone. He's moved again. Sometimes I wonder if my organs will all stay in tact over the next 2 months of karate camp going on inside my belly.
Nights are the best right now. I have to sleep on my side, so my options for limiting my uncomfortableness are really few. My evenings go something like this as I try to fall asleep at night. Ryan's usually still reading. Start on right side. Crap can't breath, let's try the left. I can breath now, but Oh my lower back is killing me. Prop up a pillow behind me in hopes the lower back will be more supported. Sleeping on the left makes my neck throb, let's try the right again. Right seems to be working until I get a nice taste of throw up in my mouth. I don't want to have to take tums again....I just brushed my teeth and will have to get up and do it again. Man I am thirsty but drinking makes the tums not work. I guess I'll go to the bathroom while I am up brushing my teeth again in hopes I wont have to get up as much at night. Finally lay back down. Ryan is turning off his light. I am trying to regain some level of comfort to try and fall asleep. I lay there pissed off that I can't fall asleep. Meanwhile I can tell Ryan is asleep which pisses me off even more that it took less than 30 seconds for him, and I've been trying for the last thirty minutes. Why didn't I buy one of these:
Finally.....Im out. Around midnight my right arm is asleep, better turn over. Baby is practicing his punches which annoy me. My neck is throbbing again on the left side. Tylenol anyone? Shall I risk drugging the baby for a little peaceful sleep around here? I try not to. Crap, I have to pee again. 4 am, up to pee again. My mouth is so dry I reach for the water. Lay back down with my back aching and regret my drink as I taste the acid in my mouth. I swear and curse and say to hell with the dentist. I'll take a cavity over having to get up again. Finally I am asleep again. Next thing I know Chance is up and telling us it's 6:30. I doze in and out fully aware that the karate match still apparently hasn't ended. Beep Beep Beep time for Ryan to get up. He hits the snooze 20 times. Chance comes in again from some TV watching to climb all over us and ensure that Ryan is now getting up for work. I decide to try and sleep until Ryan is out of the shower. Even if I don't fall asleep I tell myself, just lay there, you wont be able to do this for much longer. But I can't lay there, my back hurts too bad and I have to pee.
Quote of the Week
Chance is so excited to meet his baby brother. He talks about him every day and is constantly asking us if we have picked a name yet.....it's killing him to know as much as everyone else that keeps hounding us. We're working on it :) Some just move at slower decision making paces than others (ahuuum, Ryan).
Chance told me the other day as he was pulling out a piece of paper to make a chart:
"Mommy, maybe I should make the baby a word chart, and when he learns a word, I'll give him a star. When he fills up his chart with all the stars, then I'll give him part of my allowance. Then I'll tell him not to eat it."
Chance told me the other day as he was pulling out a piece of paper to make a chart:
"Mommy, maybe I should make the baby a word chart, and when he learns a word, I'll give him a star. When he fills up his chart with all the stars, then I'll give him part of my allowance. Then I'll tell him not to eat it."
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
One Last Hurrah Before 3 Becomes 4
Ryan and I decided to bite the bullet and take one last family trip before the baby comes. We headed out by train a week ago Saturday to Serfaus Austria to another KinderHotel, much like the one that we went to over Christmas. The Austrians really know how to do it to keep both parents and children happy. It's too bad that this concept wouldn't work in the US (with all the regulations on child care and liability, I am sure it'd be a legal nightmare). The scenery on the train ride was just amazing, I have never seen a green as vivid as in the alpine country.
The Kinderhotel concept is one that the hotel has a huge, I mean gigantic, staffed kids play room with planned activities running from 8 in the morning to 9 at night. Chance was able to enjoy hikes with the kids, meals, cookouts, magic lessons, painting, and freeplay.
Our little magician came back with all sorts of new tricks up his sleeve.
He also practiced every evening after dinner for the end of the week kids performance. It was funny to see the difference 6 months makes in a child's personality....I thought perhaps I started to see a bit of self consciousness that I haven't seen before. I sure hope he maintains Ryan's personality and doesn't adopt my fear of public speaking and performing.
He loved the kids club and eagerly wanted to go, enabling Ryan and I to have much needed alone time. We didn't know what to do with ourselves, being able to stroll the town in quiet peace, or slooooooooowly hiking up a small hill behind our hotel to enjoy the magnificent views. It was a little torturous being amidst so many striking mountains and knowing I couldn't set off as usual and try to hike them. We were definitely less active on this trip considering I am almost 8 months pregnant, but still I was able to appreciate the views and the crisp mountain air. Ryan got to rent a top of the line mountain bike, and set off 2 of the days to careen down the mountain trails.
Our quirky son is a little obsessed with "healthy" food, so he decided he didn't want to eat dinner in the kids club since it was mostly just sausages and french fries (any normal kid would die for this every night I am sure!). So he'd eat with us quickly off the healthier kids buffet while we were enjoying appetizers, and then he'd head off to the kids club leaving us to savor a 4-coursed meal and then some time on the front balcony after dinner while Ryan drank some beers.
The best part of this trip was that is was perfectly balanced for all of us. It gave Ryan and I alone time to enjoy before the baby comes, and we were also able to do something fun with Chance everyday to soak up our time with him. We will never have that again once the baby arrives.
Ryan discovered a summer funpark up at the top of one of the lifts, and we spent one of our days there with Chance. He was able to innertube down fake snow,
do zip cords, bounce on trampolines
and build water damns.
For lunch we went to the very top of the mountain to a panorama restaurant and overindulged in some magnificent ice cream creations.....I just wanted to make sure I maintained my fantastic round belly and growing behind.
See how happy an ice cream can make a person?
Ryan wanted a Hefeweisen so bad, that when there wasnt one he made history by opting for this.....
Cant see what I am talking about......okay let me zoom in.
And here we are on our way back from a fun day at the fun park.
Now it's back to reality. But the good news is that we've finally moved the computer in to our bedroom and we've assembled the baby bed. It's really getting close to meeting our newest arrival. t minus 9 weeks and counting!
The Kinderhotel concept is one that the hotel has a huge, I mean gigantic, staffed kids play room with planned activities running from 8 in the morning to 9 at night. Chance was able to enjoy hikes with the kids, meals, cookouts, magic lessons, painting, and freeplay.
Our little magician came back with all sorts of new tricks up his sleeve.
He also practiced every evening after dinner for the end of the week kids performance. It was funny to see the difference 6 months makes in a child's personality....I thought perhaps I started to see a bit of self consciousness that I haven't seen before. I sure hope he maintains Ryan's personality and doesn't adopt my fear of public speaking and performing.
He loved the kids club and eagerly wanted to go, enabling Ryan and I to have much needed alone time. We didn't know what to do with ourselves, being able to stroll the town in quiet peace, or slooooooooowly hiking up a small hill behind our hotel to enjoy the magnificent views. It was a little torturous being amidst so many striking mountains and knowing I couldn't set off as usual and try to hike them. We were definitely less active on this trip considering I am almost 8 months pregnant, but still I was able to appreciate the views and the crisp mountain air. Ryan got to rent a top of the line mountain bike, and set off 2 of the days to careen down the mountain trails.
Our quirky son is a little obsessed with "healthy" food, so he decided he didn't want to eat dinner in the kids club since it was mostly just sausages and french fries (any normal kid would die for this every night I am sure!). So he'd eat with us quickly off the healthier kids buffet while we were enjoying appetizers, and then he'd head off to the kids club leaving us to savor a 4-coursed meal and then some time on the front balcony after dinner while Ryan drank some beers.
The best part of this trip was that is was perfectly balanced for all of us. It gave Ryan and I alone time to enjoy before the baby comes, and we were also able to do something fun with Chance everyday to soak up our time with him. We will never have that again once the baby arrives.
Ryan discovered a summer funpark up at the top of one of the lifts, and we spent one of our days there with Chance. He was able to innertube down fake snow,
do zip cords, bounce on trampolines
and build water damns.
For lunch we went to the very top of the mountain to a panorama restaurant and overindulged in some magnificent ice cream creations.....I just wanted to make sure I maintained my fantastic round belly and growing behind.
See how happy an ice cream can make a person?
Ryan wanted a Hefeweisen so bad, that when there wasnt one he made history by opting for this.....
Cant see what I am talking about......okay let me zoom in.
And here we are on our way back from a fun day at the fun park.
Now it's back to reality. But the good news is that we've finally moved the computer in to our bedroom and we've assembled the baby bed. It's really getting close to meeting our newest arrival. t minus 9 weeks and counting!
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