Thanks for your comments on my last post, they really all meant so much. I'm doing better, dealing better and able to talk about my Grandma a lot, which, those of you who know me well, I choke up at ANYTHING related to death so this is a big step. I like telling Alex memories of me and my Grandma. She thinks they are pretty hilarious.
On a lighter note, I've been trying to get my pre-baby body back so that I may have more than one outfit to wear. It's a great motivator to see a closet filled with awesome jeans that I can't even pour myself into yet. sigh. But one of the workouts I'm doing involves a lot of kicking type stuff and this a.m. I 'back-kicked' my little bean, Al, in the face. What a proud moment for me. Needless to say it knocked her to the ground, scared the crap out of her but no broken nose, no bruise (so far), just tears and me feeling really bad (even though I warned her A MILLION times to watch out and not get too close). Tim and I took some REALLY attractive 'before' pics strictly for our own motivation. You know the kind where people pose in THE most frumpy way and look constipated and like they haven't seen the sun in years, nor showered...yup we took that kind and hope to be able to compare them to a totally ripped, tan, sculpted, hair washed improved version of ourselves in the future. We'll see. Perhaps if I REALLY transform i'll post them on here one day....perhaps.
Yesterday at nap time (Al has been having a hard time falling asleep and reads and plays in bed for some time before actually falling asleep) she came downstairs holding a sign/picture that usually hangs above her bed. It is nailed up with two nails. "Somehow," she said, "it just fell off". When I asked her, "Alex tell me how this could just 'fall' off when it's up there with two nails, unless you were messing with it?" She was quiet for a second following me back up the stairs to her room to hang it up and she says, "Hmmmm...that's a very good question...." "And I don't have any guesses." I couldn't help be laugh so needless to say there was no real reprecussion for knocking it down.
the other day when we went to the dr for the babes' check ups, when the dr asked alex if she went to the dentist yet Alex proudly said, "oh, yes. 2 times. My mommy gives me fruit snacks when I'm all done there, if I sit still." I was sorta embarrassed but then said,"hey, whatever gets the job done." He agreed. There are no secrets with a four year old.
Sam has been growing 'like a weed' as Alex likes to tell everyone. I really can't believe it. His dr said Tim and i just make "freakishly" tall kids....hmmmm...I didn't know quite what to say to that but I suppose its a good thing. Sam is already wearing some twelve month clothes. He's 13 weeks.
Tim and I had a recent flood in the basement. Tim being the awesome guy he is, did all the work himself instead of hiring it out and we were able to then keep that insurance money, since we didn't have to hire the jobs out. It's so wonderful having a hubby who can literally do anything! and seems to know everything. I find myself almost annoyed when I ask him a random question and he doesn't know the answer. Who needs and IPHone when I have a real live walking talking 'google' man to answer my every random question and any moments notice via text or in person.
Okay, well that's it for now. Off to meet T for lunch with the kids then to grocery fun times (not).
I'll post some new pics of sam hopefully today. Maybe i'll take some at our really exciting lunch out today.
2 comments:
Looking forward to some new pictures!
I can only imagine how badly you felt for kicking Alex in the face! I accidentally bit Ellis' hand once because she was just so chunky and bite-able.
So I think Sam and Ellis are about the same size...
Glad you're healing and feeling able to talk about your kick-a Grandma :)
I cannot believe Sam is in 12 month clothes at 13 weeks, that's hilarious! Be glad they are tall, I am so nervous that we will produce a boy as short as me.
And I can't believe you kicked Alex, it's not funny but it is because I can totally see how that would happen. I've done the same to Tina, which is kind of the same thing but not really because I didn't feel that bad :) If you do it a second time, I'll start to worry.
Glad you're feeling better and able to think of all the good memories you two shared together, that's what she would want you to be doing.
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