WAITING FOR THE POT TO BOIL (PART II)

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Sunday, October 29, 2006

Too Tired To Talk






So here are a few recent pictures for you. I have some bizarre news. We are beginning discussions for TTC baby #2. I have conflicting emotions. Don't want to miss out on any Liam time, but as you know I WILL have hyperemesis again. Will I vomit 35 times a day again? Will it be worse? I hate puking. We really want our kids to be right about 2 years apart so that means starting all over again in December. And who knows how long it will take. First things first. I have to go to the doctor and find out if my Progesterone is still too low. At least we aren't starting at square 1 this time. More like 5...Til later

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Weh Sick heh in LiamLand






Translation: We are sick here in Liam Land. Man we feel like crap. Here are some new pictures, but now I must crawl back to bed. I have so much to tell you when I get better.

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Hello From Liam Land!






The picture of Liam with the blue "baby" is cool because that doll was my husband's when he was Liam's age. The picture of Liam in the stroller, is him going, "Whoo whoo" because he heard a train. Liam is taking about 10 steps alone now and he is so funny about it. Every single time does it he gets excited, as if he had never walked before! We are having sooo much fun here in Liam Land lately. Little Man is making leaps and bounds daily in the development department. (I swear I am not using annoying aliteration on purpose!) Anyway, I-----oh poop, I think Liam is waking up from his nap, I thought I had at least 20 mins oh well, write more later about my new dispatching job!

Monday, September 18, 2006

Just Some Stuff...



Anyone have any suggestions on how to get a one year old to understand "no" or "don't"? I cannot get Liam to understand when he does something wrong. Mostly he is like a moth to a flame with electrical outlets. I am a dog person and somehow I don't think spraying him with water is socially acceptable, but at this point I am willing to try just about anything! I thought tantrums were for 2 year olds? Who knew!

Ok, so here is what is going on in Liamland and the lesser known Momsville. Liam is standing for long periods of time and walking along things but has stopped trying to walk alone for now. Doesn't help that I really don't push him. I am not looking forward to chasing him down constantly as he is already a bit of a terror! He still has the little patches of pimples on his cheeks, but thanks to Cetaphil they are finally clearing up, I think. A few of my favorite things are Cheerios, Baby Einstein Dvds and the "baby octagon." These often buy me some much needed time. Right now Liam is mesmerised by "Baby Gallileo" so I am happy I can update WFTPTB.

And now in Momsville: I start a new police dispatching job just 6 miles from home and across the street from Chris' parents on Friday! I am really excited. Chris still driving really far to work but gas prices have gone down ($2.65), he has found someone to carpool with and with only one of us going back and forth that cuts down our gas bill by hundreds and hundreds. Crazy. I have become really active in my church, teaching sign language on Mondays, Women's Bible Study on Tuesdays and now I am doing some performing in sign language and acting during future services. We are starting "40 Days of Purpose" which is a program based on the book, "The Purpose Driven Life" and I am pretty excited about that. I am a very social person and this church has sooo many young families, I love it. I have found 2 fellow infertiles and I even went out on a limb and shared this blog with one of them. I hope it gives her a few laughs and that she and I become friends. Chris is job is OK, he has been shot at 3 times this week so that is not good, but none of the bullets hit him or his partner so that is good... He has been offered an amazing position teaching his favorite subject: close combat, so we have a lot to think about. My dogs are all doing fine. They are still under house arrest, due to nosey neighbors, but we are managing. Camping recently helped aleviate the boredom for them. Now if I could only stop the shedding....Winter will help but with winter comes muddy paws. Ok, that is all for now, sorry it was a bit dull, but I had a lot to catch you up on!

Saturday, September 09, 2006

The Cutest Cowboy in the World !!!!!!



Finally got some professional pictures done. I love them! Please keep voting on the Halloween costume (one post below). Chris wants the bear suit and he says his vote is worth 5! Help!

Friday, September 08, 2006

It's Almost That Time of Year, Again !



OK, it's no where near Halloween yet, but you'd never know it by going into the local grocery stores, around here! Back to the matter at hand...What do you think, bear or monkey? I gotta tell you, I am leaning heavily towards the monkey. First of all it comes with that adorable stuffed monkey and second of all, we call Liam "Monkey" so it would be extra cute. Another good thing about both of these costumes, is that there will be no animal confusion. Remember last Halloween's Chicken/Duck debate? All right guys, I want the lurkers to de-lurk and the regulars to come on out. Everybody votes!!!!!! Please?

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Some Updates






Liam finally mastered "normal" crawling instead of what we were calling the "wounded soldier routine" of low crawling on his belly. Now he walks along furniture and on our fingers. He was trying out a few steps alone but now seems to not want to try that anymore right now. Lately he stands up, realizes he is standing and quickly grabs something. He is still a very very happy baby, but lately he gets frustrated when we tell him, "no" and hits. I don't like that and I am trying to nip that one in the bud. Mostly he is told no for biting us, biting the furniture and playing with cords/outlets. Man what is it about electrical outlets that draws Liam like a moth to a flame?!? He "talks" constantly even though he doesn't say many real words yet. He tries to copy us and it is really cute. He loves rubber duckies and I thought he was trying to say duck when he would say "Cuk, Cuk" every time I showed him a duck. Finally figured out he is saying his version of "quack quack." I love it. The other night I put his rubber ducky in the corner of his crib and the next morning I heard him on the montior saying "Cuk, cuk, cuk, cuk." I woke up laughing--what a great way to start the day!
Advice needed: Liam's little cheeks are broken out, possibly from a contact allergy with food. Anyone have that happen to their little one? Any thoughts on how to get rid of the pimples? We are going to start using Cetaphil and see if that works. Well, that is all for now. Til later!

Birthday Pictures!






Sorry I disappeared for a while there! So here are pics from his birthday party. What a blow out! Everyone I invited came except one. We had a lot of fun. This time he got his own cake. We learned from his first party; no one wants to eat mashed up cake. He was such a ham. Guess you can't be related to me with out having a massive repetoire of facial expressions! I love the one down below where he is smelling his feet! I will add a picture soon of this massive stuffed bear he got. It is like 4 feet tall and Liam loves to talk to it. More later!

More Birthday Pics







Here are some more!

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Happy REAL Birthday!



We made it! I will post many more pictures from his party later. It was so much fun!

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Liams First-First Birthday Party






Little man is not one yet but we had a small early party at my parent's house. We put the cake in front of him, and let him go! He had no idea what to do, so Chris put some frosting on his lips, (he is not short on oxygen, like it seems from the pictures!) He never did try and eat it. Hit big blow out will be this Sunday, following his Dedication to the Lord at church. I tried to cut the guest list due to a lot of $ going to the dogs (literally), and my depression, but the guest list is up to over 20 with about 5-6 people spending the night before at our house...Whoops! Good thing is my meds are slowly kicking in, so each day is better and better. Well, that is all for now!

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

My Little Cue Ball





Had a little haircutting mishap. Sigh. Oh well it's just hair, it will grow back. Lucky for us Liam's hiar grows at the rate of Chris' which seems like over night. It was even shorter 2 days ago when the "incident" occured. That first picture just kills me, doesn't he look like a little boy! Guess what? Today Liam took his first steps! He took about 5 feet worth and he was so excited. Well, later guys!

Saturday, August 05, 2006

And on a Lighter Note......



Oh my gosh, isn't he just too cute??? I worked back to back shifts so I spent the night at a friends house who lives really close to my job, and I haven't been home in over 24 hours. I can't wait to hug and kiss Little Man in just a bit over 6 hours. Liam looks so much more like a little boy than a baby lately, it is amazing. Neat but kinda sad. No more tiny baby. I just love the way his top row of teeth look when he smiles. Remember how I mentioned, that since he was born, he loves to watch me brush my teeth? Well it has come in handy, because he knows what happens when it is time to have his own teeth brushed and he really likes it. It is so cute when he gets bad breath. I know that sounds weird but it is funny to me.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

I'm Still Here !


Sorry for the lack of posts lately, Liam and I have been sick. Plus I have been having kind of a rough time, being off of my anti-depressants. I keep telling myself now that I am back on them, "only 3 more weeks and then it will get better," but sometimes it is really, really bad. I used to tell people, "I am like a diabetic who needs insulin, except I need Serratonin (sp?)" but I never really believed it. I thought if I wanted it bad enough I could get better on my own. Now I know better.
Well, that is all for now, til later.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Liam is 11 Months Old Today!


We got him this thingy...Well we call it "The Octagon of Fun" but I don't know what it is really called. It is a baby gate that makes a secure enclosure...I am making this more difficult than it has to be---you get it right? Anyways tonight Chris, Me and his parents were all eating dinner watching Liam play in it. He stood up and then holding on to the top for support, he walked the perimeter of his octagon, stopping at each of us and doing his sign for "want", sampling each of our dinners as he went along. It was hilarious. His gramps said he is going to get Liam a tin cup so he can bang it on the "cell." I took picures but I didn't have time to download them b4 work.
So after a very stressful week, I got my job offer at the PD close to home (Yay!!!!) Today I got the paperwork in the mail and they are offering my a dollar less an hour than the lowest pay step! I have 5 years dispatching experience, that is so insulting!!!!! I promtly went into the kitchen cupboard, removed my Zoloft from the shelf and counted out 10. I am just kidding but I did go back on my meds because I feel like I am having panic attacks and I am not "myself" and that added stress was just the final straw. So, in 4 weeks when it is back in my system, I should be back to normal (whatever that is!) Even if I have another panic attack again it is nice to know that help is on the way, just hang in there. Til later guys!

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

All Present and Accounted For


Thank you God! We will be taking Bailey to the vet tomorrow to find out what is really wrong with her leg. Everyone is doing really well, except Bailey. Time will tell if she is affected by being alone in the "wild" with no food or pack leader, or if she is just acting a bit withdrawn due to the pain. That is a poochie who is getting some massive TLC!!
They would not allow us to bring all of them home. My buddy Maja took custody of Gabby. Then the Animal Control Nazi followed us home to verify and take pictures of Riley in her kennel (???). I plead the 5th after that. Thanks guys for your thoughts and prayers. God loves all of his creatures and He sure was watching out for my guys.

Monday, July 17, 2006

My Own Personal Purgatory

I was taught in Catholic school that Purgatory was Hell with hope. That is exactly where I feel like I am now. Good news first: BAILEY HAS BEEN FOUND!!!! Now the bad news: now they know we have 4 dogs and they say we have to get rid of one of them. I am terrified they won't give us the normally allowed time for our city--72 hours--to find her a new home, (at which point we would hide Bailey til we can move somewhere else). I am scared that they will tell us to pick 3. This will never happen so I am terrified my husband will shoot someone. If you see in your local newspaper: DOGS TAKEN HOSTAGE AT SHELTER, that would be us. They let us give Bailey a bath at the shelter today and we noticed it looks like her leg is broken. Remember that THEY lost her so therefore THEY are liable...they never even noticed how swollen it is and that she is non weight baring on that leg, then they took her to their contracted vet after we demanded it, and she told us it could be cancer....CANCER??? We almost caught Bailey yesterday, and she was fine. Totally freaked but intact. Supposedly she developed cancer in 24 hours???? Gee could it be that is the only diagnosis that saves their freakin' arses?????? So please pray for us tomorrow, that we get all 4 dogs under one roof, safe and sound. Til tommorrow....

Saturday, July 15, 2006

My Own Personal Hell

Anyone who reads this blog and has been with me for a while, knows I am obsesed with and adore my dogs. All four of them. Came home 3 nights ago to a business card from the local sheriffs department with a note on the back that said, "Your dogs have been seized contact us for further information." Here is what I believed happened: the chihuahua from the yard behind us knocked down a fence post and came into the part of our yard that my dogs do not have access to. We fenced off that part of the yard because my dogs wouldn't stop barking at neighbor, Mario's dogs, so we put up chicken wire and they no longer bark back and forth endlessly with Mario's dogs. So the chihuahua came into our yard, my dogs went balistic, and tore down the chicken wire chased the chihuahua back into it's own yard (behind us) and killed the chihuahua, and then all four dogs scared the crap out of the vicitm dog's owner by scratching on her patio door frantically. All 4 of my dogs were captured by the sheriff's department and taken to animal control where they sheriff's then proceeded to LOSE BAILEY. That is right, they lost my sweet Bailey and she is still missing. The Animal Control (AC) has determined that Riley (of course because she is a pitt bull) killed the chihuahua and yet they won't let us have Gabby and Xena back because the sheriff's are doing their own investigation because one of the officers wrote in his report a child was bit. They meant to write a dog was bit, but their stupid mistake means Xena and Gabby are still locked up. Ironically we may get Riley out first because we are not contesting her being classified as a "dangerous animal." Oh, and get this among the many, many things we are being fined with, they are charging us for having one too many dogs even though THANKS TO THEM FOR LOSING ONE OF THEM, we are now forcibly complying with having the allowed number of dogs. The AC lady is a cop-hating nazi and she is making this so very hard on us. We built a kennel and did tons of repairs on the fence. She came for a yard inspection on Friday and required about $100 more upgrades on the fence and when she saw the kennel said it had to have a dog house. I told her my dogs refuse to use those, so I am not going to waste money on that and she was like, we'll just see about that. Bottom line is I understand taking Riley, classifying her as dangerous, making her have rules like staying in a kennel when not attended etc. but friggin give me back Xena and Gabby already! Because of the sherrif's mistake, fees are adding up and Xena and Gabby won't come home until Monday or Tuesday. We hope.
We put up fliers all over for Bailey today and got 3 calls of people who all saw her in the same area this morning but so far no luck. I feel just sick at the thought of her getting hungry (it has been 4 days), and I am afraid she will get hit by a car. I feel bad about the chihuahua I really do, but it did come into my dog's territory. The AC nazi says my dogs must have pulled the boards into our yard and gone into the other dogs yard and attacked it. Unprovoked? That doesn't make any sense. If my dogs wanted to get at the chihuahua they could have busted down the boards from where they were and gotten into that yard. Something made them tear down the chicken wire and go after something that was already in their yard, it is the only senario that makes any sense. So for the rest of the weekend, until we bring the dogs home again, we will be upgrading the fence, visiting the pups in jail and searching for Bailey. Pray that all goes as well as can be expected with this situation and I will keep y'all updated. I am just too drained to write anymore on this topic right now. Til later.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

I May Be an Ass, But Doesn't my Hair Look Great!






Here is my new haircut, I really like it. I feel like an Ass, BTW, for thinking no one cared or read this blog anymore. Thanks for the comments. And hey, my mom didn't comment, and I know she is still out there! Til later.