Good News

Mark got a promotion.

See not everything is about the kids.

Starting Saturday, Mark will be a support manager over tire lube express. The only drawback is he will be working on the weekends (Thursdays and Fridays off). It's also mid shift, happy happy joy joy. It kind of puts a damper on Girl Scout meetings, but there may not be anymore of those anyway. Pam has to have a meeting with Chrissy (co-leader), Donna (neighborhood chair), and Connie (register). Until that happens, no meetings.

It also ends family dinners, I'm not going to make Sierra-Lynn wait until nearly 9 p.m. to have dinner. And the only way that we will be able to take walks after dinner is just me and the kiddos. Soon I won't even be able to get Tori and her kids to go with us. She just told me today that they are going to move to Troy. I wasn't depressed before, but am slowly getting that way.

My Little Water Bug!

I am SOOOO very tired. Just a word of advise, don't rearrange your kids room when you have a one month old in the house. I swear if the child messes it up again I'm going in with a trash bag and getting rid of everything that is on the floor. On top of that, I still had laundry, dishes and Jackson and Sierra-Lynn (Mark and I tag teamed the kids).

Holding his own bottle (last week)

That said, I am SOOO proud of Sierra-Lynn. Earlier today, she picked up the funny papers from this weeks paper and started reading them. She asked me for help on the really long words, but she read some of it on her own. I asked her how it felt to be able to read it, and she just beamed. Tomorrow we are going to start working on the solar system (she loves all things science). Should be fun, I'm not all that into science, but Mark is busy right now; inventory prep, bletch. As for my little water bug, I thought that you might like to see a picture of him in the water, his favorite place in the world. (He hates Wal*Mart.)Two more days and I can not only get my ingrown toenail taken care of, but (hopefully) will find out what I did to my foot (8 weeks Monday). I am so sick of being in pain and not having anything help. On the plus side, everything is looking good; from having Jackson. Now my only problem is picking a birth control. I am too scatter brained for anything that has to be taken daily. The one that I thought about using will drive me crazy. It goes in your arm and last for three years, then it must be removed. The draw back, you can feel it. When I get a pimple on my arm, I pick at it constantly, so I know that that would make me nuts. If anyone has any ideas, I'm open to them.

The good, the bad, and the ugly.

The last two days have been filled with some very good news. Next Tuesday, I have an appointment with a foot doctor to take care of an ingrown toenail, I will also be able to find out what I did to my foot 7 weeks ago. Hopefully it is something that will heal quickly (with minimal time and problems), so that I can start working out.

More good news, Jackson is up to 10 lbs 6 oz. Mark and I are giddy. He also has the same issue with his eyes that Sierra-Lynn did. He starts his eye drops tomorrow, and here's hopeing that they work for him so that he doesn't have to have surgery like Sierra-Lynn did. His bump is less than half the size that it was before, so no surgery on that either.

Sierra-Lynn's doctor visit wasn't has good. She has an infection in her ear lobes caused by not taking care of them. The prescription: no earrings for at least three weeks, wash daily with soap and water, and A&D ointment 3 times a day for a week. As if I don't have enough to do.

He's got me.

We have a new blogger tonight, Jackson. He decided to visit mommy at the computer. It is so hard to believe that he is almost 4 weeks old. He is getting so big and cuter every day. He is losing his hair, just a little as of right now, but it is thinning. It has also gotten lighter, it was jet black now it is reddish brown. His eyes are a slightly darker shade of grey blue than daddy's, just gorgeous.

Sierra-Lynn has been reading to him, with minimal help from mommy. It is so sweet. She loves holding him and feeding him. Today we all went for a family walk around the neighborhood, it was over 70 degrees. It was nice, my foot however disagrees. ;)

27 1/2

Six months and counting until I turn 28. Where has the time gone?

I think that Mark and I have finally figured out how to manage two kids, without going completely crazy. Now if only I can start to feel better. I am so cold and cannot get warm no matter what I do. Last night, I had on sweat pants, socks, a sweat shirt and was under a heavy blanket and was still freezing. To top that off, my foot has been killing me the last few days. I think that the swelling is even starting to come back. Hopefully someone at my insurance company can find me an orthopedic doctor, and soon, I don't know how much longer I can deal with it.

New Year's Promises

I have given up on the premise of resolutions, no one ever keeps them, so why do it? I have decided to make promises to myself instead.

Number 1: I will lose weight. I am currently at 249 (30 pounds less than the day that Jackson was born). By the end of 2008 I want to be down to (at least) 200. To do this I plan on exercising a minimum of 30 minutes a day (which is 30 minutes more than I do now). Once the weather gets warmer, I am instituting family walks after dinner, Mark is already on board with this.

Number 2: Get my recipes typed, or at least half of them. I have several thousand that need to be typed, so it may take a while. I can work on them at night while everyone else is sleeping for about 30 minutes a night (or approximately 4 recipes a night). I also want to add one new recipe to the menu every other week (at least).

Number 3: Find mine and Mark's bedroom. This may be the hardest to do, you see one half of our room is our bed, which looks good. The other half has our dresser a couple of storage pieces and a bunch of junk piled up in front of it, that no one but me seems to care about. There is so much crap that getting to Mark's side of the bed can be tricky. And don't get me started on the closet, the more that I try to clean it the more Mark just throws stuff in it.

Number 4: Not only stay in touch with friends, but family. This year, I almost lost my older sister and my paternal grandmother at the same time. By the grace of God they are both still with us, my sister survived Cancer and Grandma Bea reached the ripe old age of 94. But I have 2 other sisters that I don't talk to nearly as often as I should, neither of them even know that they have a nephew. I'm not even sure if my oldest sister, Dana, knows about Sierra-Lynn.

And last but not least, number 5: Ban certain four and five letter words from my vocabulary. I find that when I am stressed (or really tired) I use words that I don't want the kids using and I need to stop. Not real sure how I am going to do that.

MEN!

I know that I shouldn't be too terribly mad at Mark, but the man knows that I don't like to be lied to or to have important information withheld from me. What do he and Dr. Foster do? They keep probably the biggest most important thing from me.

I knew that something was very wrong on the 11th of December, while trying to bring Jackson into the world, I just didn't know how wrong things were. For a while before we went to the hospital, I was overcome by this over whelming feeling that I was going to go into the hospital to have him and I was never going to see my little girl again.

Mark just told me tonight that the reason for the c-section, was because my blood pressure dropped to 80/10 and that the doctor told him that he had two options. Option 1: both Jackson and myself could die on the table; or option 2: a c-section. He went with option 2, I didn't really want to have major surgery, but it beats the hell out of being dead. I'm just pissed that he kept it from me for almost three weeks.