Monday - Jerk chicken (using slow cooker jerk pork recipe) over rice
Tuesday - Chicken tacos with jerk chicken
Wednesday - Leftovers
Thursday - Ground beef, mac n cheese and broccoli
Friday - Pizza
Saturday - Surprise!!
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Friday, March 15, 2013
Pit & Peak
Pit(s)
Daylight Savings Time is not rough... I LOVE coming home from work in the evening and opening up the house and listening as the birds chirp while I kick back and (try to) de-swell my ankles before the dinner routine takes effect.
Speaking of these ankles... And now somehow my feet as well (my tattoo's of never looked plumper) have been ridic since Wednesday. I found myself at the end of Wednesday at work cringing as I bent over to pick something up because it felt like my skin was going to rip where my ankles should be. Holy. Cow. And I have been swollen ever since.
I spent +$200 at baby gap somehow...
Peak(s)
Well big bro's report card came in and he lives to see another trimester!! Let's not dwell on the amount of candy wrappers Nick found when he was rearranging his room while we were at Basketball practice. The look on his face alone was priceless... (insert evil Mommy laugh)
I ordered/received the fabric for Baby B's valance and crib skirt!! Trying to explain to Nick what a valance was and why we NEEDED it involved a lot air drawing and facial gestures though. Yay for yellow chevron!!!!
I am on a mission for homecoming/baby born outfits... See pit above ^.
And finally... We got our (Daddy's) beloved glider!! Good Lord I would have never imagined this being the item that I had no say in what so ever lol. Which I am fine with. We could not customize the fabric because someone... couldn't decide on what he wanted until it was to late to do so. +3 months for custom fabric wha???? Might it be noted that we NEVER even thought about measuring the room, hallway, door, front door or chair. The chair had to be removed from the container in the front yard (9pm) and the front room rearranged to get it through that door. The wall heater thingy removed to get it to the bedroom and the door of her room removed BUT it is in!!!
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Weekly Menu Planning 03/10/13
Sunday - Pizza
Monday - Pancakes, sausage and eggs
Tuesday - Leftover buffet!!
Wednesday - Fish, rice and broccoli
Thursday - Fried Chicken (co-workers recipe never tried before), potato salad and fruit
Friday - Leftovers ^
Saturday - Surprise!!
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Weekly Menu Planning
This starts a busy month for us here at our house. Basketball practices on Monday evenings and Childbirth Classes on Tuesday evenings. This week in particular we have Basketball bootcamp with four practices this week before their first game on Saturday.
Sunday - Tacos
Monday - Breakfast Burritos (bacon, eggs, cheese and tater tots)
Tuesday - leftovers/fast food run - Childbirth Classes at 6
Wednesday - Lasagna (meat, cheese, spinach) w/ garlic bread
Thursday - leftovers
Friday - Pork Chops w/ apples and mac n cheese
Saturday - SURPRISE
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Weekly Menu Planning
Sunday - Pizza (thinking Papa Murphy's)
Monday - Dirty Rice
Tuesday - Soup for the Masses
Wednesday - Leftovers
Thursday - Slow Cooked Jerk Pork with Caribbean Salsa served over rice.
Friday - Taco's with leftover jerk pork and salsa
Saturday - Cheesecake Factory! Nick took the day off because we have our Newborn Care Class that we are taking Shane too and suggested doing an early dinner at The Cheesecake Factory. Like I would so NO!
Monday - Dirty Rice
Tuesday - Soup for the Masses
Wednesday - Leftovers
Thursday - Slow Cooked Jerk Pork with Caribbean Salsa served over rice.
Friday - Taco's with leftover jerk pork and salsa
Saturday - Cheesecake Factory! Nick took the day off because we have our Newborn Care Class that we are taking Shane too and suggested doing an early dinner at The Cheesecake Factory. Like I would so NO!
30 weeks
Pregnancy: 30 weeks and pregnancy is morphing me into an approachable person! I am being recognized as with child and stranger friendly. Practically every time I go out someone choses me to ask for directions. Clearly I look like I know what I am doing! We also took our Hospital Tour which was kind of fun, I already knew what it looked like but it was still exciting to do this with Nick.
Weight Gain: 10lbs 4oz
Sleep: I have been waking up VERY early lately. Like 3am. But I did purchase an awesome area rug for our living room!
Gender: Baby Girl
Name: ;)
Feelings: Like I need to BUY EVERYTHING now! Good thing I have such a supportive partner ;)
Health: Still watching my blood pressure. And I am constantly thinking about drinking water... That should count... Right?
Movement: All. The. Time. And I love it!! But it is highly distracting. I feel like I have to stop what I am doing and put my hand on my belly and just feel her!!
Belly: I am definitely larger than I was with Shane. I really wish there were more photos of that pregnancy :(
Nursery: Her fabric has arrived and I am in love! We have also picked out her crib and I have made two canvases for her walls as well as finally narrowed down the other selections for her walls.
Next Appt: March 8, 2013 32 week check-up as well as the start to our NST's.
Family News: Shane is now addicted to R/C Helicopters. Thanks Honey ;)
Monday, February 18, 2013
Frustrated.
So yesterday. Sunday. Literally was gorgeous. So gorgeous in fact that while Shane was in the shower I snuck in his room and grabbed the secret stash of shorts (which he would live in even in the depths of winter) and laid out a nice sunny outfit for him to slip into for the day.
They day was laid out. Heading to Napa to run a few errands which included getting my boy a donut from a beloved pink and white bakery and possibly a stop at the barber.
As we headed out before lunch I was stopped dead in my tracks. The back of my car had been pelted with eggs. I was crushed, to say the least. I also was fairly sure I knew where the culprit lived. Next. Door.
As I stood on the stoop of my neighbors house and knocked on the door, I asked to speak with their oldest brother. To my surprise their mother was home. She is never home and in the year they have lived next to us I have never been able to catch eye contact with her long enough for a wave. I apologized for coming over but I had something to discuss with her. Earlier that week my better half's car had been hit by a wondering egg by one of her boys... So I can only assume that someone under her roof had yet again been playing with eggs, more deliberately this time though. Her vacant response from deep inside her house was "Oh" and she walked away.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME??!! I wasn't budging. I asked to speak with their oldest brother. He came out and talked with me about it and set out to figure out which of his younger siblings had done it. Fingers were eventually pointed all the way down to the sixth sibling. The four year old. Honestly? The four year old who just the following day stood on his porch and double flipped of my child while he was quietly "washing" his bike on our lawn. The four year old that was cursing my child out. The four year old, whose mothers' only response was "Oh."
Tears were starting to come.
Frustrated.
I had to walk away.
I pulled my car into our driveway and proceeded to wash off the egg, which was partially still "Eggy." Sibling #5 came over with a napkin to wash off the egg. I told him not worry about it that I would take care of it. He stood by my side. I told him that even if he didn't do something, or even if he did, the right thing to do is to let someone know. I can only assume I cried the whole time he stood next to me.
By the time that situation was taken care of and we were off to Napa it was after 11a.m. We took care of a few things, stopping by a closed barber shoppe and then headed to the bakery. Once inside the bakery I held the door open for an elderly gentleman coming in with a cane. This same elderly gentleman stepped right in front of my son who was next in line and proceeded to order every last donut the bakery had left for the day. I kid you not. My poor baby. We left my hands empty, his heart sad.
Frustrated.
This is the moment we chose to turn our day around. There isn't anything I can do about the morning, it was done.
We headed home and picked up different treats and enjoyed them at the kitchen table.
We met up with a friend of mine and spent some time in the sun and some more time walking around Target. We played with Easter stuffed animals we were not going to buy. We picked out a small easter treat. Mommy found a newborn pack of swaddlers on clearance 50%!! Then we headed home and made hotdogs.
Looking back at yesterday, I may have not handled myself with the most patience nor the most understanding. I was frustrated. I was tired. But I do hope that I was able to show Shane that we are in control of our feelings and we can chose to turn them around. It takes effort, a lot of effort but it can be done.
My son has such a big heart, he is so kind and so very forgiving. It hurts my heart to see him disappointed. I need to take those moments and stop everything I am doing, even when it is thinking a million things at once, and just hold him. He is growing up so very fast. And although I wish yesterday morning went dramatically different, Yesterday evening was peacefully wonderful.
They day was laid out. Heading to Napa to run a few errands which included getting my boy a donut from a beloved pink and white bakery and possibly a stop at the barber.
As we headed out before lunch I was stopped dead in my tracks. The back of my car had been pelted with eggs. I was crushed, to say the least. I also was fairly sure I knew where the culprit lived. Next. Door.
As I stood on the stoop of my neighbors house and knocked on the door, I asked to speak with their oldest brother. To my surprise their mother was home. She is never home and in the year they have lived next to us I have never been able to catch eye contact with her long enough for a wave. I apologized for coming over but I had something to discuss with her. Earlier that week my better half's car had been hit by a wondering egg by one of her boys... So I can only assume that someone under her roof had yet again been playing with eggs, more deliberately this time though. Her vacant response from deep inside her house was "Oh" and she walked away.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME??!! I wasn't budging. I asked to speak with their oldest brother. He came out and talked with me about it and set out to figure out which of his younger siblings had done it. Fingers were eventually pointed all the way down to the sixth sibling. The four year old. Honestly? The four year old who just the following day stood on his porch and double flipped of my child while he was quietly "washing" his bike on our lawn. The four year old that was cursing my child out. The four year old, whose mothers' only response was "Oh."
Tears were starting to come.
Frustrated.
I had to walk away.
I pulled my car into our driveway and proceeded to wash off the egg, which was partially still "Eggy." Sibling #5 came over with a napkin to wash off the egg. I told him not worry about it that I would take care of it. He stood by my side. I told him that even if he didn't do something, or even if he did, the right thing to do is to let someone know. I can only assume I cried the whole time he stood next to me.
By the time that situation was taken care of and we were off to Napa it was after 11a.m. We took care of a few things, stopping by a closed barber shoppe and then headed to the bakery. Once inside the bakery I held the door open for an elderly gentleman coming in with a cane. This same elderly gentleman stepped right in front of my son who was next in line and proceeded to order every last donut the bakery had left for the day. I kid you not. My poor baby. We left my hands empty, his heart sad.
Frustrated.
This is the moment we chose to turn our day around. There isn't anything I can do about the morning, it was done.
We headed home and picked up different treats and enjoyed them at the kitchen table.
We met up with a friend of mine and spent some time in the sun and some more time walking around Target. We played with Easter stuffed animals we were not going to buy. We picked out a small easter treat. Mommy found a newborn pack of swaddlers on clearance 50%!! Then we headed home and made hotdogs.
Looking back at yesterday, I may have not handled myself with the most patience nor the most understanding. I was frustrated. I was tired. But I do hope that I was able to show Shane that we are in control of our feelings and we can chose to turn them around. It takes effort, a lot of effort but it can be done.
My son has such a big heart, he is so kind and so very forgiving. It hurts my heart to see him disappointed. I need to take those moments and stop everything I am doing, even when it is thinking a million things at once, and just hold him. He is growing up so very fast. And although I wish yesterday morning went dramatically different, Yesterday evening was peacefully wonderful.
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