Wednesday, March 31, 2010
B-I-G Uh-OH
So, Wes & I had his appointment date wrong. OOPS! Turns out it was yesterday, which is really frustrating because I called and talked to them about his being sick!!! Anyway, April 7 will be a BIG day for Trenton. :)
B-I-G
Big day for many reasons...
1. BIG day for Ansley and Adam! They are finding out the gender of Three today! I cannot wait. I think boy, but I think that is selfish because I want Trenton to have a friend to play with that is the same gender.
2. BIG faker, my son. Yesterday I had to leave work early to go pick Trenton up from school because he got sick. So, I get him home and he just starts giggling and playing...BIG faker. He was sick at school, got home and was fine! Pay back for all the times I faked being sick when I was little
3. BIG picture for Trenton...his 1st school picture is today! PRECIOUS! He is wearing an outfit his great-granny got him. In overalls. It came with a hat too, but the hat was TOO big. Professional photos on Saturday. OF course I will have to post it too! Secretly, I am super excited about this and I am not sure why. Watch my child be the one that spits up all over his outfit while he is getting his picture taken.
4. BIG mid-life crisis is what the gentelman in front of me was going through this morning...let me explain, I was driving down Martintown Road towards the Interstate and I was in the left lane. I thought I could get in front of him, but then a car pulled out and I realized I could not, so I got over behind him. Well, Mid-Life Crisis slammed on brakes and just started waving his arms, etc. I had no idea why. Now, I have a tendency to annoy other drivers (only because they are in my way) but this was not my fault. I was a nice distance behind him. Then, I get onto the on ramp and he decides to fake like he is coming over and get in my lane some then jerk back and get on Martintown. BIG justice, SC State Patrol saw him do all this and he got pulled over. I am not sure if he was speeding or if it was just for wreckless driving because the patrol car had been behind us the whole time! LOVE IT!
5. BIG anxiety for Baxter. He is at home while we are getting a new roof put on the house. He is stressing out. I gave him a benadryl, but he will survive.
6. BIG appointment for Trenton...more shots today!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Why Sunday, Why???
Growing up I did everything I could to not go to church. I would fake illness (never worked), constantly go to the bathroom during the sermon (just got in trouble) until I finally realized that I could volunteer to keep the nursery and then I was technically helping, not skipping. So, I did. I kept the nursery so much that I was eventually added to the payroll. It wasn't a lot of money, but it was nice to be able to have some spending money. So, yes, I was the child that was paid to go to church.
As an adult I have a greater appreciation for church and I do enjoy going and listening to the sermons; however, now that I have Trenton things they are a changing.
EVERY Sunday since the Ellis family has been going to church with Trenton, he gets sick. One weekend, RSV, another an ear infection. If he isn't sick, he is a t-total fussy, fussy baby all afternoon! So, God with his sense of humor, did not fail us this Sunday. I had been putting Trenton in the nursery during church and the ladies were super nice and he seemed to be doing fine, but he was always sick. Yes, it is a different room than we normally put him in, but still.
This Sunday I kept him out of the nursery and took him to church. There is never a lack of babysitters in the congregation and Trenton does serve as a great distraction. If you have met Trenton, you know he makes a lot of noise when he breathes. A wonderful person at Church put it best, "when I hear Trenton honk when he breathes, it reminds me of what a miracle he is." I was so touched by this. Trenton is my little miracle and sometimes I forget everything we have been through. Well, it is true he makes noise and this noise can be loud once the music stops and the preaching starts....my Mom tried to shush him, but clearly that won't work. So, I had to excuse us from the sermon. I went right outside the doors and fed him until the sermon was over and everything was fine.
After Church we went to Cheddar's. Trenton was asleep, so I thought we would be fine. I was wrong. Apparently, the lighting in Cheddars makes me scary because Trenton woke up, looked at me and smiled. Then I started talking and he was fine. The next time I looked at him he FROWNED and then BURST into tears and screaming. This is not a normal cry, this was like a straight out of a scary movie cry. I scared him. It almost made me cry. Soon he got over it, but he was not happy for the rest of the meal. He didn't cry, just wasn't having it. We go home. He fights sleep, fights the bottle, he is just not in the mood for anything.
He takes about a 30 minute nap, wakes up, eats, and back to fussing. Finally around 5:40 he falls asleep. I go to the grocery store and he sleeps through that. Trenton sleeps from 5:40pm until 4:30am! HE is exhausted.
There is something about Sunday that is not a good day for him. I am not sure that is a good sign.
We didn't even get to see Granny because Trenton would not calm down! I guess it is true, your child is always ten times worse than you were growing up, so Trenton is going to be using different excuses, but excuses nonetheless to get out of church!
As an adult I have a greater appreciation for church and I do enjoy going and listening to the sermons; however, now that I have Trenton things they are a changing.
EVERY Sunday since the Ellis family has been going to church with Trenton, he gets sick. One weekend, RSV, another an ear infection. If he isn't sick, he is a t-total fussy, fussy baby all afternoon! So, God with his sense of humor, did not fail us this Sunday. I had been putting Trenton in the nursery during church and the ladies were super nice and he seemed to be doing fine, but he was always sick. Yes, it is a different room than we normally put him in, but still.
This Sunday I kept him out of the nursery and took him to church. There is never a lack of babysitters in the congregation and Trenton does serve as a great distraction. If you have met Trenton, you know he makes a lot of noise when he breathes. A wonderful person at Church put it best, "when I hear Trenton honk when he breathes, it reminds me of what a miracle he is." I was so touched by this. Trenton is my little miracle and sometimes I forget everything we have been through. Well, it is true he makes noise and this noise can be loud once the music stops and the preaching starts....my Mom tried to shush him, but clearly that won't work. So, I had to excuse us from the sermon. I went right outside the doors and fed him until the sermon was over and everything was fine.
After Church we went to Cheddar's. Trenton was asleep, so I thought we would be fine. I was wrong. Apparently, the lighting in Cheddars makes me scary because Trenton woke up, looked at me and smiled. Then I started talking and he was fine. The next time I looked at him he FROWNED and then BURST into tears and screaming. This is not a normal cry, this was like a straight out of a scary movie cry. I scared him. It almost made me cry. Soon he got over it, but he was not happy for the rest of the meal. He didn't cry, just wasn't having it. We go home. He fights sleep, fights the bottle, he is just not in the mood for anything.
He takes about a 30 minute nap, wakes up, eats, and back to fussing. Finally around 5:40 he falls asleep. I go to the grocery store and he sleeps through that. Trenton sleeps from 5:40pm until 4:30am! HE is exhausted.
There is something about Sunday that is not a good day for him. I am not sure that is a good sign.
We didn't even get to see Granny because Trenton would not calm down! I guess it is true, your child is always ten times worse than you were growing up, so Trenton is going to be using different excuses, but excuses nonetheless to get out of church!
Friday, March 26, 2010
Renewed Commitment
So, yesterday I completed an assignment for school where I had to interview a current school counselor. Let me tell you that recently I have been really disillusioned with school. So, after Wednesday night of another class that seemed just like a class I already had coupled with a conversation with my father about family and how they are selective listeners, I was done. I was tired, I was mad, I am stressed, so I was ready to give up!
Well, yesterday I went to visit this counselor and she absolutely renewed my desire to finish school and even made me interested in high school students. I learned so much about her and the school and I wanted to sign up to work there already! Also, talking to a co-worker, I realized she was going to be quite the motivator too. It is a hard situation becuase I rarely LOVE the place I work, but currently I do. So, I am left to figure out when to finish school and pursue this LOVE for counseling too.
It is hard to look at all the assignments and projects and feel like I am going to use this, but I have to get through another 2 years (since I am stretching it out) and complete my degree so I can finally find a home in a Middle or High School!
I feel so grown up, I am finally having to keep my commitments. I used to not place such an emphasis on that, but now that I realize just how much it means to me and my friends to keep my commitments, there is no reason not to, no matter how hard it may seem.
Thanks to this counsleor and this co-worker, I don't think they read the blog, but shout out!
So, that was my serious blog...
*** Side note ***
This morning Wes and I woke up at 6:53...very late. Last night, Trenton ate at 8:00, so he slept from 8:00-7:00. So much for our alarm clock! So, Trenton ate at 7, then I rushed to get ready and get him to school and me to work. however, I loved the extra sleep! :)
Tonight, date night for wes and me. We are finally watching a movie!
Well, yesterday I went to visit this counselor and she absolutely renewed my desire to finish school and even made me interested in high school students. I learned so much about her and the school and I wanted to sign up to work there already! Also, talking to a co-worker, I realized she was going to be quite the motivator too. It is a hard situation becuase I rarely LOVE the place I work, but currently I do. So, I am left to figure out when to finish school and pursue this LOVE for counseling too.
It is hard to look at all the assignments and projects and feel like I am going to use this, but I have to get through another 2 years (since I am stretching it out) and complete my degree so I can finally find a home in a Middle or High School!
I feel so grown up, I am finally having to keep my commitments. I used to not place such an emphasis on that, but now that I realize just how much it means to me and my friends to keep my commitments, there is no reason not to, no matter how hard it may seem.
Thanks to this counsleor and this co-worker, I don't think they read the blog, but shout out!
So, that was my serious blog...
*** Side note ***
This morning Wes and I woke up at 6:53...very late. Last night, Trenton ate at 8:00, so he slept from 8:00-7:00. So much for our alarm clock! So, Trenton ate at 7, then I rushed to get ready and get him to school and me to work. however, I loved the extra sleep! :)
Tonight, date night for wes and me. We are finally watching a movie!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I Got My New Shoes On!
So, Trenton is a man. Today he is wearing his Converse shoes from his Aunt April. Below are pictures of his shoes and past pictures I should have posted a LONG time ago. The shoes are WAY big, but he will grow into them.
Trenton in his overalls before school one day! Love it!
Trenton relaxing with Daddy on the couch...this was the start of his ear infection, but too precious!
Trenton and Baxter asleep on the couch after an EXHUASTING day at MeMe's. They say you always try to act like your older sibling. :)
So, we are surviving this parenthood thing and loving every minute of it. I am excited to watch him grow, but sad that he is growing so fast!
Monday, March 22, 2010
The Wait is OVER!
Bless his precious heart, but my husband finally got the toilet in and flushing. I will send a picture because my husband bought a toilet without measuring anything, so the toilet is higher than the counter and smushed next to the wall.
If you are in the need for an old toilet, ride by our house, it is on the side of the road!
Although, we did talk to the neighbors about using it to plant flowers in between the yards!
If you are in the need for an old toilet, ride by our house, it is on the side of the road!
Although, we did talk to the neighbors about using it to plant flowers in between the yards!
Operation Bridesmaid
So, in college I had an amazing group of friends, we called ourselves "The Divas". Well, there were 5 of us total: Becker, Falk, Bee, Kylene & myself (McRee, now McEllis). We went through a LOT together. I mean, it was truly like a sisterhood. There was no holding back on ANY emotions, but we also had probably one of the best times at college because we were all so different and it was amazing. Now that we are all "grown up" we don't get to see each other a lot unless it is a wedding, well, I was married February 16, 2008. Rebecca (Bee) was married June 27, 2009. Now, Kylene is getting married October 2, 2010! So, the Divas will reunite again.
Now, a lot has changed since the last wedding, but this blog is all about my figure and how it has changed. Any Mom out there will understand that even if you gain the recommended amount of weight during pregnancy (which I did) everything still moves. Well, Trenton, with his TE Fistula was not very helpful in the amniotic fluid department, so I was HUGE in the belly. That being said as of today, Operation Bridesmaid starts. Now, I am not the girl that is debbie downer on herself about her weight, but the fact is, I have always been the "big" friend. You all know what I am talking about, there is always one in the group!
Flashback to my childhood. My best friend was about the size of my pinky. She is super sweet, but we took dance together and one of our parents thought it was a good idea for us to take pictures back to back. Let me tell you, we made a lowercase letter 'b' with a thick stem. It was SO embarrassing. (looking back) At the time, I thought I was hot stuff! :)
Present day, I am in Kylene's wedding on 10.2.10 and I am very excited; however, by that time Trenton will be 11 months old! I know, crazy, right?!? So, I cannot say that my extra weight is due to the fact that I just had a baby. So, Operation Bridesmaid starts today! I lost about 60 lbs the summer before starting Senior year at PC, so I know I can do it. I will figure out the time to exercise and still get everything done. I will not be reporting weight numbers, but I will report the amount lost. Any recommendations on how to accomplish it all are welcome!
Not only will this be good for Wes and I to both get in shape, but it will also be good to start healthy habits before Trenton gets old enough to know any differently. So, it begins today. I will be somewhat cranky and definitely hungry, but I can do it.
*** Side Note, Trenton is now 13.8 lbs! ***
Also, when we go to Kylene's wedding in October we will be seeing if any or both grandparents want to stay with Trenton and Baxter. We will be leaving him for the FIRST time, so we are going to find someone to keep him at our house so he doesn't have to pack all of his stuff too. Not to mention, the poor dog! So, Nameless and MeMe, ya'll be thinking about it. :)
Now, a lot has changed since the last wedding, but this blog is all about my figure and how it has changed. Any Mom out there will understand that even if you gain the recommended amount of weight during pregnancy (which I did) everything still moves. Well, Trenton, with his TE Fistula was not very helpful in the amniotic fluid department, so I was HUGE in the belly. That being said as of today, Operation Bridesmaid starts. Now, I am not the girl that is debbie downer on herself about her weight, but the fact is, I have always been the "big" friend. You all know what I am talking about, there is always one in the group!
Flashback to my childhood. My best friend was about the size of my pinky. She is super sweet, but we took dance together and one of our parents thought it was a good idea for us to take pictures back to back. Let me tell you, we made a lowercase letter 'b' with a thick stem. It was SO embarrassing. (looking back) At the time, I thought I was hot stuff! :)
Present day, I am in Kylene's wedding on 10.2.10 and I am very excited; however, by that time Trenton will be 11 months old! I know, crazy, right?!? So, I cannot say that my extra weight is due to the fact that I just had a baby. So, Operation Bridesmaid starts today! I lost about 60 lbs the summer before starting Senior year at PC, so I know I can do it. I will figure out the time to exercise and still get everything done. I will not be reporting weight numbers, but I will report the amount lost. Any recommendations on how to accomplish it all are welcome!
Not only will this be good for Wes and I to both get in shape, but it will also be good to start healthy habits before Trenton gets old enough to know any differently. So, it begins today. I will be somewhat cranky and definitely hungry, but I can do it.
*** Side Note, Trenton is now 13.8 lbs! ***
Also, when we go to Kylene's wedding in October we will be seeing if any or both grandparents want to stay with Trenton and Baxter. We will be leaving him for the FIRST time, so we are going to find someone to keep him at our house so he doesn't have to pack all of his stuff too. Not to mention, the poor dog! So, Nameless and MeMe, ya'll be thinking about it. :)
Thursday, March 18, 2010
The Ellis Family Toilet
Seriously, in the shortest version (of a long-winded person), here is my Thursday night....
I am working on one of my 6 papers that is due for school. Here is my conversation with Wes as we eat dinner.
Wes: "I need to go finish fixing the toilet and clean the bathrooms. I started a load of laundry already."
Sara: "Thanks, Babe."
***Side note, the toilet has been broken since I was 6 months pregnant - Trenton is almost 5 months. ****
A little while later...
Trenton is down for the night after I rocked him to sleep. While rocking, Wes disappears. I put Trenton in the crib and realize Wes is in the bathroom, working on the toilet. Convinced this is just his usual routine of he "fixes" it followed by the loud noise of the toilet running, clearly not fixed, I come downstairs to do school work.
Working downstairs I can hear wes as he stomps through the house...comes down to me.
Wes: "I should have listened to you, we need a new toilet."
Sara: "I agree, I am always right."
Wes: "what time does Lowes close?"
Sara: "huh?"
Wes: "We need a new toilet"
Me, not knowing what this entails I start looking at toilets online. Did you know toilets can cost upwards of $5000?!? I mean, it better make my butt smaller every time I sit on it!
Sara: "10:00, Lowes closes"
Wes: "well, I guess I will go get a toilet"
Sara: "NO! You will go get a toilet, bring it in the house,not be able to get it installed and I will be living in a tiny bathroom with 2 toilets that don't work and a house covered in the toilet box remnants"
Wes: "So you want to stare at a hole in the ground?"
Sara: "Excuse me?"
Wes: " The toilet is gone."
Sara: confused because toilets can't walk..."where did it go?"
Wes: "to the garage"
REALLY! REALLY! The bathroom needs cleaning, but we should really start by buying a new toilet...the dirty sink can wait..better yet, let's go buy a new sink so we don't have to clean this one.
Also, now the garage is one step closer to being the "workshop" you have always wanted, just add a sink and some shelves and you are done!
Wes: "I'm going to buy a toilet...how do you want me to pay for it?"
So, my night was spent doing very little school work while my husband played plumber and I just shook my head through the process.
Thanks to Aunt Donna for the gift card, our toilet was essentially half price! I also had a coupon! :)
In the future, Wes, don't just remove the annoying feature of your life and ask me how to pay for a new one. Love you!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Happy Birthday to Baxter
I am not sure what else to say about our dog. :)
Just shout out to him for turning 3!
Not much new, just work, class, and Trenton learning how to sleep through an ear infection. Slow and steady wins the race.
Just shout out to him for turning 3!
Not much new, just work, class, and Trenton learning how to sleep through an ear infection. Slow and steady wins the race.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WES!
So, today Wes and I both took the day off to celebrate him! I hated that I had class tonight, so instead of missing his b'day all together, we decided to spend the day together. We had a great time of shopping (for both of us), sushi (for him) and time with Trenton. Now, I know I am complaining about how to spend more time with my husband, and we spent a lot of time together, but it wouldn't be a day unless Trenton was around too. Now, I didn't take a lot of pictures, but there are always memories.
Here are 29 things that are A-MAZING about my husband(aww)...In NO particular order
1. He is SO patient with me (I can be moody)
2. He is understanding of my career goals
3. He rarely complains about my lack of cooking these days
4. He loves me unconditionally
5. Trenton!!!! Without Wes, Trenton would be impossible! :)
6. He is my best friend
7. He just asked permission to go to bed since I was still up! :)
8. He takes all the night feeds
9. He laughs with me even though he doesn't always understand my humor
10. He lets me correct his grammar
11. He knows how frugal I am so he sends me virtual flowers (Wes, I will remind you of this time later)
12. He works hard not only during the day but also at night
13. He does all the laundry and I have only lost a few sweaters/shirts
14. He puts up with my nagging about how he did the laundry
15. He doesn't yell at me when I am just TOO tired to clean the house
16. He picks on me when appropriate
17. He will do ANYTHING for his family
18. He pretends to care about Piaget, Adler, Jung, and Freud as much as I do
19. He is letting me pursue my dream and still maintain our relationship
20. He is the Spiritual leader of our house
21. He tries so hard to do everything to make my life easier
22. He is starting to become a smart butt like me! :)
23. He LOVES my family as much as I do
24. He encourages me to finish school and stay and try to advance at work
25. He has done a lot of things a 2 year married man should NOT have to do.
26. He stayed with me through my pregnancy
27. He supported me through unemployment! OOPS!
28. He made my 26th b'day the BEST b'day ever
29. He LOVES me, Trenton, & Baxter unconditionally...
Well, I would say more, but the baby is crying...I will take this night feed...I GUESS!
Here are 29 things that are A-MAZING about my husband(aww)...In NO particular order
1. He is SO patient with me (I can be moody)
2. He is understanding of my career goals
3. He rarely complains about my lack of cooking these days
4. He loves me unconditionally
5. Trenton!!!! Without Wes, Trenton would be impossible! :)
6. He is my best friend
7. He just asked permission to go to bed since I was still up! :)
8. He takes all the night feeds
9. He laughs with me even though he doesn't always understand my humor
10. He lets me correct his grammar
11. He knows how frugal I am so he sends me virtual flowers (Wes, I will remind you of this time later)
12. He works hard not only during the day but also at night
13. He does all the laundry and I have only lost a few sweaters/shirts
14. He puts up with my nagging about how he did the laundry
15. He doesn't yell at me when I am just TOO tired to clean the house
16. He picks on me when appropriate
17. He will do ANYTHING for his family
18. He pretends to care about Piaget, Adler, Jung, and Freud as much as I do
19. He is letting me pursue my dream and still maintain our relationship
20. He is the Spiritual leader of our house
21. He tries so hard to do everything to make my life easier
22. He is starting to become a smart butt like me! :)
23. He LOVES my family as much as I do
24. He encourages me to finish school and stay and try to advance at work
25. He has done a lot of things a 2 year married man should NOT have to do.
26. He stayed with me through my pregnancy
27. He supported me through unemployment! OOPS!
28. He made my 26th b'day the BEST b'day ever
29. He LOVES me, Trenton, & Baxter unconditionally...
Well, I would say more, but the baby is crying...I will take this night feed...I GUESS!
Monday, March 15, 2010
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!
Today is my birthday! I am 26 and really excited about my b'day. But there is some background information that is necessary before I can tell all about my AMAZING b'day weekend!
I was born March 15, 1984. Wes, my husband, March 16, 1981 a little after midnight. For those of you who have known me a long time you know that I am pretty excited about birthdays! In fact, growing up I was not allowed to MENTION my b'day until after my grandfather's b'day in February. Yes, I was that obsessive. Well, then I got married....
I don't like to share my month, let alone my week, and almost my day. I am still convinced it was Wes who had a Pink Dipper b'day and therefore I couldn't. But my b'day is first and Wes is not as fanatical about b'day's as I am. So, he is a trooper and puts up with me. Last year we announced we were pregnant on our birthday...this year, NO ANNOUNCEMENTS!!!!
Okay, back to 2010...
My Mom has been asking me since March 8 what I wanted to do for my b'day, where we could eat, if I wanted to do anything...here is my respsonse...
I have class on Saturday, then homework to get done on Sunday, Monday night I have a meeting for class on Wednesday and Tuesday is Wes's b'day, so i guess nothing. I will keep you posted...
My sweet Mom, "Okay!" Just let me know! So sweet...I am pretty frantic because school is annoying me this semester. Anyway...
Saturday: I have class and it is from 8:30-4:30..BOO! I come home at 11:30 for lunch and later learn that was a BIG ordeal. My husband is out running errands (always early) for my b'day and my Mom, Dad, and Grandmother are here with Trenton. This is actually a good plan because my parent's house is on the market and they had to get out of it anyway. I stay until lunch is over and then I head back to class for another annoyingly slow 3 hours!
Here is how I think it went...
Wes comes home from shopping, Granny keeps Trenton, Dad is with the dogs, and Mom is working all around the house!!! That is right, my precious Mother decided to help her annoyingly whiny daughter and she cleaned my house! I came home to clean floors, dusted tables, and I LOVED IT! Wes had finally taken the clothes to Goodwill, LOVED it! Also, Blakelyn, my cousin helped as I later learned because Jay & Yvette stopped by! Best part of the afternoon, my Granny got to spend the day with Trenton. :)
So, I arrive and find the table set with tulips as a centerpiece and my house smells like blueberries. So, I am thinking Wes made muffins since that is the only thing I have ever seen him make...I was wrong.
I am handed the baby and told dinner will be ready soon (yes, early, but I didn't eat lunch). Since I was SUCH a brat and couldn't decide anything, my parents went to the store and bought dinner for Wes and me. Steaks, potatoes, and even a cute salad for Wes. Desert was strawberry shortcake (since strawberries are my favorite). That wasn't the only desert! The blueberries I thought I smelled, Wes had made my favorite cake! Strawberry cake with Chocolate icing!!!!
My precious Mother knew how much I was not happy about class, so she and my husband got together and planned an amazing b'day for me. That night we had a great meal and we celebrated me! :)
Sunday....
Church. Every time we go to Church, Trenton gets sick.. This week, no different. Today I am at work, but leaving as soon as Heather gets in. My precious baby has an ear infection. This wouldn't be a HUGE deal but he also has a fever to go along. So, he is with his Great-Granny until I leave here!
So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Pictures of the amazing cake my husband made will be posted later!
I was born March 15, 1984. Wes, my husband, March 16, 1981 a little after midnight. For those of you who have known me a long time you know that I am pretty excited about birthdays! In fact, growing up I was not allowed to MENTION my b'day until after my grandfather's b'day in February. Yes, I was that obsessive. Well, then I got married....
I don't like to share my month, let alone my week, and almost my day. I am still convinced it was Wes who had a Pink Dipper b'day and therefore I couldn't. But my b'day is first and Wes is not as fanatical about b'day's as I am. So, he is a trooper and puts up with me. Last year we announced we were pregnant on our birthday...this year, NO ANNOUNCEMENTS!!!!
Okay, back to 2010...
My Mom has been asking me since March 8 what I wanted to do for my b'day, where we could eat, if I wanted to do anything...here is my respsonse...
I have class on Saturday, then homework to get done on Sunday, Monday night I have a meeting for class on Wednesday and Tuesday is Wes's b'day, so i guess nothing. I will keep you posted...
My sweet Mom, "Okay!" Just let me know! So sweet...I am pretty frantic because school is annoying me this semester. Anyway...
Saturday: I have class and it is from 8:30-4:30..BOO! I come home at 11:30 for lunch and later learn that was a BIG ordeal. My husband is out running errands (always early) for my b'day and my Mom, Dad, and Grandmother are here with Trenton. This is actually a good plan because my parent's house is on the market and they had to get out of it anyway. I stay until lunch is over and then I head back to class for another annoyingly slow 3 hours!
Here is how I think it went...
Wes comes home from shopping, Granny keeps Trenton, Dad is with the dogs, and Mom is working all around the house!!! That is right, my precious Mother decided to help her annoyingly whiny daughter and she cleaned my house! I came home to clean floors, dusted tables, and I LOVED IT! Wes had finally taken the clothes to Goodwill, LOVED it! Also, Blakelyn, my cousin helped as I later learned because Jay & Yvette stopped by! Best part of the afternoon, my Granny got to spend the day with Trenton. :)
So, I arrive and find the table set with tulips as a centerpiece and my house smells like blueberries. So, I am thinking Wes made muffins since that is the only thing I have ever seen him make...I was wrong.
I am handed the baby and told dinner will be ready soon (yes, early, but I didn't eat lunch). Since I was SUCH a brat and couldn't decide anything, my parents went to the store and bought dinner for Wes and me. Steaks, potatoes, and even a cute salad for Wes. Desert was strawberry shortcake (since strawberries are my favorite). That wasn't the only desert! The blueberries I thought I smelled, Wes had made my favorite cake! Strawberry cake with Chocolate icing!!!!
My precious Mother knew how much I was not happy about class, so she and my husband got together and planned an amazing b'day for me. That night we had a great meal and we celebrated me! :)
Sunday....
Church. Every time we go to Church, Trenton gets sick.. This week, no different. Today I am at work, but leaving as soon as Heather gets in. My precious baby has an ear infection. This wouldn't be a HUGE deal but he also has a fever to go along. So, he is with his Great-Granny until I leave here!
So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Pictures of the amazing cake my husband made will be posted later!
Friday, March 12, 2010
Dear Mr. Telemarketer,
Honestly, I was in a somewhat nice mood yesterday, so when you (annoyingly) called my cell phone for the 5th time, I answered; however, you ruined my mood for yourself and others.
Here is how our conversation went...
Sara: "hello." (water running in the background)
Telemarketer: "Sara?"
**My thoughts...are we that close that you can call me Sara? I didn't think we were...STRIKE 1! **
Telemarketer: "Sara, I was calling because Hilton has some great deals on trips to Orlando, FL and Las Vegas, NV. When was the last time you went to either?"
Sara: (sarcasm in the voice) "Well, Orlando, 1988 and did particularly enjoy it. Vegas, I was 12, stood against the wall while my parents played slot machines (rarely) and realized (from the ads that kept getting shoved in my father's hands) what a stripper was for the first time. "
Telemarketer: "Oh, so you haven't been in a while?"
***Is that what I said, I don't remember that. I think I was trying to get you to go away...I guess your script doesn't have a response for sarcasm...STRIKE 2 ***
Sara: (Trenton SCREAMING in the background) "Can you call me back, my child is hungry and I have to go feed him"
Telemarketer: "Oh, I wish I could but this is the last day of the promotion."
*** I'm sorry, really, that is what you are going to tell my screaming child. Let's see, Trenton, Mommy is sorry, but this man is making his living by annoying me and I am trying to be polite and listen, so you just suck on your hand a little longer..maybe it will produce some kind of food...STRIKE 3 ***
Sara: "Well, I hate to be rude, but I am going to be (if you are honest, that makes it okay - it is like bless your heart)...my child takes precedence over your ridiculous promotion and actually, you are looking for my parents, not me. I don't have a Hilton card, so you are going to really be disappointed that I wasted your time. Also, your promotion can go to HECK (not the real word I said) and you should really be mindful of how you treat your customers...on that note, I am going to let you go and your D*** promotion. "
As I hang up, Telemarketer: "I am sorry to hear that you are missing out on this...."
***Devastated I hung up because I would have LOVED to have the last word...Trenton wins again! ***
Thanks for calling Hilton Rewards, I will pass the information on to my parents. They will be SO excited you called.
Love,
Sara
Here is how our conversation went...
Sara: "hello." (water running in the background)
Telemarketer: "Sara?"
**My thoughts...are we that close that you can call me Sara? I didn't think we were...STRIKE 1! **
Telemarketer: "Sara, I was calling because Hilton has some great deals on trips to Orlando, FL and Las Vegas, NV. When was the last time you went to either?"
Sara: (sarcasm in the voice) "Well, Orlando, 1988 and did particularly enjoy it. Vegas, I was 12, stood against the wall while my parents played slot machines (rarely) and realized (from the ads that kept getting shoved in my father's hands) what a stripper was for the first time. "
Telemarketer: "Oh, so you haven't been in a while?"
***Is that what I said, I don't remember that. I think I was trying to get you to go away...I guess your script doesn't have a response for sarcasm...STRIKE 2 ***
Sara: (Trenton SCREAMING in the background) "Can you call me back, my child is hungry and I have to go feed him"
Telemarketer: "Oh, I wish I could but this is the last day of the promotion."
*** I'm sorry, really, that is what you are going to tell my screaming child. Let's see, Trenton, Mommy is sorry, but this man is making his living by annoying me and I am trying to be polite and listen, so you just suck on your hand a little longer..maybe it will produce some kind of food...STRIKE 3 ***
Sara: "Well, I hate to be rude, but I am going to be (if you are honest, that makes it okay - it is like bless your heart)...my child takes precedence over your ridiculous promotion and actually, you are looking for my parents, not me. I don't have a Hilton card, so you are going to really be disappointed that I wasted your time. Also, your promotion can go to HECK (not the real word I said) and you should really be mindful of how you treat your customers...on that note, I am going to let you go and your D*** promotion. "
As I hang up, Telemarketer: "I am sorry to hear that you are missing out on this...."
***Devastated I hung up because I would have LOVED to have the last word...Trenton wins again! ***
Thanks for calling Hilton Rewards, I will pass the information on to my parents. They will be SO excited you called.
Love,
Sara
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Back to School...
Bless my husband's heart because last night I went back to school. Most of you know that I am in school for Counseling Education and I am currently in my second year. Since Trenton was born I have been in class on Saturday every other week. Now I have started classes on Tuesday and Wednesday night. So, this week Wes has Trenton Tuesday, Wednesday night by himself and then all day Saturday. Most of you know this is not a HUGE feat since Trenton does go to sleep by 7:30 every night, but it isn't as simple as it looks. Wes works LONG days and then comes home to bathe Trenton, wash bottles, pick up the house and if there is ANYTHING in the pantry, cook dinner.
I say all this because I am still learning, like any new Mom, how to balance it all. Last night I was talking to my Mom and I realized that I do not have ANY idea how to balance it. So, I work every day from 8:30-4:30 (estimated) and then I get Trenton (on nights I do not have class). Wes comes home anywhere from 5-6 and then we share Trenton duties. Eventually, we eat and then when Trenton goes to bed I do homework. I am not sure when Wes and I talk. Last night we talked for a while as I scarfed down my first meal of the day, but by the time we get home there is NO energy left to talk. Now, I know this seems like a problem area and it is, but I am still trying to figure out what to drop. Do I drop school? Well, I have already decided to slow down my classes and delay graduating by a year (at least!) Do I stop doing homework? Well, that would be lovely but not an option since I would like to graduate with passing grades. So, I am stuck. The only great thing is that my classes are only 8 weeks. I say ONLY, but in the 8 weeks there is enough work to make you ready to scream.
The classes I am currently in are not terrible and the professor is wonderful about organization, but since it is a Master's Program it is starting to get repetitive. I understand there is a lot to learn, but I am truly not sure how I am going to get it all done. I mean, you do it because you have to, but is there any other way???
Last night in class (4 hours long) we talked about stress and recognizing burnout. Well, I know I am stressed, I feel it in my shoulders, but how do you manage it? I am not sure. Not to mention once I get used to Trenton's current routine he will decide to enter another stage of development and we will be on to a new one. It is amazing to watch him grow and develop a personality and I am so excited to get to be a Mom.
So, my blog today is reflective of my mood and exhaustion. I do have to thank my husband for doing all he does. I am still learning to let go and realize that the shirts don't have to be folded a certain way; however, please do separate my sweaters from all the other laundry...fuzzies are annoying! :) Wes and I are spending his birthday (march 16th) together, just the 2 of us. I took off work and we will celebrate since that evening I have class and he will be alone! :(
Hopefully tomorrow I will have a more exciting blog. I do apologize for the lack of humor and sarcasm. If anybody knows how to manage it all, comments are welcome!
I say all this because I am still learning, like any new Mom, how to balance it all. Last night I was talking to my Mom and I realized that I do not have ANY idea how to balance it. So, I work every day from 8:30-4:30 (estimated) and then I get Trenton (on nights I do not have class). Wes comes home anywhere from 5-6 and then we share Trenton duties. Eventually, we eat and then when Trenton goes to bed I do homework. I am not sure when Wes and I talk. Last night we talked for a while as I scarfed down my first meal of the day, but by the time we get home there is NO energy left to talk. Now, I know this seems like a problem area and it is, but I am still trying to figure out what to drop. Do I drop school? Well, I have already decided to slow down my classes and delay graduating by a year (at least!) Do I stop doing homework? Well, that would be lovely but not an option since I would like to graduate with passing grades. So, I am stuck. The only great thing is that my classes are only 8 weeks. I say ONLY, but in the 8 weeks there is enough work to make you ready to scream.
The classes I am currently in are not terrible and the professor is wonderful about organization, but since it is a Master's Program it is starting to get repetitive. I understand there is a lot to learn, but I am truly not sure how I am going to get it all done. I mean, you do it because you have to, but is there any other way???
Last night in class (4 hours long) we talked about stress and recognizing burnout. Well, I know I am stressed, I feel it in my shoulders, but how do you manage it? I am not sure. Not to mention once I get used to Trenton's current routine he will decide to enter another stage of development and we will be on to a new one. It is amazing to watch him grow and develop a personality and I am so excited to get to be a Mom.
So, my blog today is reflective of my mood and exhaustion. I do have to thank my husband for doing all he does. I am still learning to let go and realize that the shirts don't have to be folded a certain way; however, please do separate my sweaters from all the other laundry...fuzzies are annoying! :) Wes and I are spending his birthday (march 16th) together, just the 2 of us. I took off work and we will celebrate since that evening I have class and he will be alone! :(
Hopefully tomorrow I will have a more exciting blog. I do apologize for the lack of humor and sarcasm. If anybody knows how to manage it all, comments are welcome!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Google It!
Let's be completely honest here....I truly have NO idea what my Mom did without the internet when we were growing up! Now, I am sure she was just less aware of my inadequacies as an infant and adolescent, but when I am even the slightest bit unsure about parenting, I google it.
Now, I am in school for counseling and I know that googling is not the answer. However, it is like WebMD was to me when I was pregnant, an answer without having to admit I had NO idea.
Here is the story...
Trenton is precious! Just adorable; however, he isn't rolling over. Now, please don't start telling me how I should not compare my child's development to that of other babies, I know, but really, everyone does it. Trenton is 4 months old and I know babies roll over on their own time, but seriously, my prodigy is either above rolling over or just too lazy.
My father, always the sarcastic one, did remind me, not in the context of the rolling over conversation, but another conversation that boys do things a little bit slower than girls. Well, that takes a lot of babies out of my comparision pool.
I googled rolling over and babies do this anywhere for 4-6 months, but really, it is whenever they feel like it.
Thinking about my child, I tried to think of all the things he will miss out on by not rolling over...
1. **Provided by my father *** on that day when the firetruck comes to visit school, Trenton will be only a 2/3 graduate...he will stop, drop, no rolling for him. Hopefully the child next too him will be the right size to assist him in the situation OR small enough that it won't hurt too badly when he gets rolled over. Better yet, they could practice on an incline so gravity will help my child.
2. He could never go into action movies. Normally, in gun fights, high intensity action scenes, rolling is key, not my Trenton. He is too busy.
Really, those are the only 2 things that EVER deal with rolling (that I can think of) Unless he is an athlete, sometimes they fall and roll around and jump up. But still, Trenton could do something totally different.
Right now, my child is a turtle...perpetually stuck on his back. he has even learned how to do a semi-back bend in order to still see the television when he is lying in a position way from it.
Before all the mothers out there start judging, I do tummy time. My child lies there, sucking on whatever piece of furniture or blanket he happens to be lying on and eventually cries! I do the Boppy, the few minutes at a time for multiple times a day, we use his legs and roll him over. I think Baxter may catch on before Trenton. If Pavolov started with dogs, why can't I? My degree has to be good for something, right?
So, for the mothers who made it through parenting without google, or the mothers who can relate in a completely non-judgmental way, your comments or helpful hints are welcome. Any other Mom's whose children are not turtles, don't gloat, Trenton will just walk away from Kindergarten with a participation award on the Fire Safety day, while your child has the complimentary fire helment.
Now, I am in school for counseling and I know that googling is not the answer. However, it is like WebMD was to me when I was pregnant, an answer without having to admit I had NO idea.
Here is the story...
Trenton is precious! Just adorable; however, he isn't rolling over. Now, please don't start telling me how I should not compare my child's development to that of other babies, I know, but really, everyone does it. Trenton is 4 months old and I know babies roll over on their own time, but seriously, my prodigy is either above rolling over or just too lazy.
My father, always the sarcastic one, did remind me, not in the context of the rolling over conversation, but another conversation that boys do things a little bit slower than girls. Well, that takes a lot of babies out of my comparision pool.
I googled rolling over and babies do this anywhere for 4-6 months, but really, it is whenever they feel like it.
Thinking about my child, I tried to think of all the things he will miss out on by not rolling over...
1. **Provided by my father *** on that day when the firetruck comes to visit school, Trenton will be only a 2/3 graduate...he will stop, drop, no rolling for him. Hopefully the child next too him will be the right size to assist him in the situation OR small enough that it won't hurt too badly when he gets rolled over. Better yet, they could practice on an incline so gravity will help my child.
2. He could never go into action movies. Normally, in gun fights, high intensity action scenes, rolling is key, not my Trenton. He is too busy.
Really, those are the only 2 things that EVER deal with rolling (that I can think of) Unless he is an athlete, sometimes they fall and roll around and jump up. But still, Trenton could do something totally different.
Right now, my child is a turtle...perpetually stuck on his back. he has even learned how to do a semi-back bend in order to still see the television when he is lying in a position way from it.
Before all the mothers out there start judging, I do tummy time. My child lies there, sucking on whatever piece of furniture or blanket he happens to be lying on and eventually cries! I do the Boppy, the few minutes at a time for multiple times a day, we use his legs and roll him over. I think Baxter may catch on before Trenton. If Pavolov started with dogs, why can't I? My degree has to be good for something, right?
So, for the mothers who made it through parenting without google, or the mothers who can relate in a completely non-judgmental way, your comments or helpful hints are welcome. Any other Mom's whose children are not turtles, don't gloat, Trenton will just walk away from Kindergarten with a participation award on the Fire Safety day, while your child has the complimentary fire helment.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Sara's Accident
This week, taking the cats out, clearly was not the right move. Yesterday I got into a little fender bender. I call it little because it was!!!!!
Here is how it happened...
I was leaving work (late, of course, again!) and driving towards the interstate. I was turning right at the light at Robert C Daniel. There was NO traffic coming, so the car in front me started going...I looked to the right and started going too...OOPS, the driver in front of me decided to slam on brakes and stop! REALLY! So, I am talking to my mom and get REALLY mad! I just ran into the back of someone! I hang up. She says she is on the way! I convince her to move the cars into the Starbucks parking lot. She agrees.
I ask her if she is okay and she says she is fine. We get out of the car and I survey the damage...I really can't find any. My car is absolutely okay...I TAPPED her.
Here is how it gets interesting...
we pull into the parking lot. I call Wes, who I later learn was FURIOUS when he hung up the phone. I was not hurt, everybody was fine, but he was thinking it was a total wreck!
We get out fo the cars and I say, "Have you called anybody?" No. "Should we?" **Looking at the damage, there is NONE! she has a scratch like this (-) on her car. I have dirt from her dirty bumper. Her response, "You never know how bad the damage is underneath the car." REALLY!
We start talking...Of course I learn all about her life and everything. I also learn she has been in 6 accidents, hit from behind...hmmm...I see a pattern. She also tells me that it took 3 days after the last incident to feel the whiplash. REALLY!?! This is the girl I hit. GREAT!
Well, I call my mom and tell her we are fine, don't come. Of course, she has sent Dad. Dad is roaming around looking for us.
Meantime, the cop arrives...he looks PISSED that we interrupted his day for this incident. Me, being the perpetual smart butt says "probably not the worst you have seen". He grins, kind of. "No, this isn't that bad."
So, we give the information. He starts writing. We write up our versions of what happened...here is mine. "She started to go right, traffic was clear, I was looking right and started to go..meantime, she had slammed on breaks, I tapped her." Yes, TAP was the verb...there was no hit. IT was a TAP!
While I sit there, dad shows up. Neat...next Mom...hi, lady I hit..this is my family. The cop is probably thinking, what in the world! Oh, here comes my husband to get the car seat....
Family Reunion. Cop leaves, no citations. Lady leaves...nothing big. My dad and mom are both like, are you kidding me!
Wes comes and doesn't speak, grabs the carseat and is GRINNING while he walks away. He too knows the ridiculousness of this incident.
Later that night I talk to Wes and he is more angry that the lady made it such a big deal. I cannot wait to see what all she claims. I am sure it will be more dramatic.
**** SIDE NOTE ****
Trenton SNEEZED BIG this morning and for 3 minutes, he did not sound like a cat when he breathed!!!!!
Also, on the way to school he spit up ALL over himself and the carseat. We changed and moved on with our day, but I am hoping today will be a better day than yesterday!
Here is how it happened...
I was leaving work (late, of course, again!) and driving towards the interstate. I was turning right at the light at Robert C Daniel. There was NO traffic coming, so the car in front me started going...I looked to the right and started going too...OOPS, the driver in front of me decided to slam on brakes and stop! REALLY! So, I am talking to my mom and get REALLY mad! I just ran into the back of someone! I hang up. She says she is on the way! I convince her to move the cars into the Starbucks parking lot. She agrees.
I ask her if she is okay and she says she is fine. We get out of the car and I survey the damage...I really can't find any. My car is absolutely okay...I TAPPED her.
Here is how it gets interesting...
we pull into the parking lot. I call Wes, who I later learn was FURIOUS when he hung up the phone. I was not hurt, everybody was fine, but he was thinking it was a total wreck!
We get out fo the cars and I say, "Have you called anybody?" No. "Should we?" **Looking at the damage, there is NONE! she has a scratch like this (-) on her car. I have dirt from her dirty bumper. Her response, "You never know how bad the damage is underneath the car." REALLY!
We start talking...Of course I learn all about her life and everything. I also learn she has been in 6 accidents, hit from behind...hmmm...I see a pattern. She also tells me that it took 3 days after the last incident to feel the whiplash. REALLY!?! This is the girl I hit. GREAT!
Well, I call my mom and tell her we are fine, don't come. Of course, she has sent Dad. Dad is roaming around looking for us.
Meantime, the cop arrives...he looks PISSED that we interrupted his day for this incident. Me, being the perpetual smart butt says "probably not the worst you have seen". He grins, kind of. "No, this isn't that bad."
So, we give the information. He starts writing. We write up our versions of what happened...here is mine. "She started to go right, traffic was clear, I was looking right and started to go..meantime, she had slammed on breaks, I tapped her." Yes, TAP was the verb...there was no hit. IT was a TAP!
While I sit there, dad shows up. Neat...next Mom...hi, lady I hit..this is my family. The cop is probably thinking, what in the world! Oh, here comes my husband to get the car seat....
Family Reunion. Cop leaves, no citations. Lady leaves...nothing big. My dad and mom are both like, are you kidding me!
Wes comes and doesn't speak, grabs the carseat and is GRINNING while he walks away. He too knows the ridiculousness of this incident.
Later that night I talk to Wes and he is more angry that the lady made it such a big deal. I cannot wait to see what all she claims. I am sure it will be more dramatic.
**** SIDE NOTE ****
Trenton SNEEZED BIG this morning and for 3 minutes, he did not sound like a cat when he breathed!!!!!
Also, on the way to school he spit up ALL over himself and the carseat. We changed and moved on with our day, but I am hoping today will be a better day than yesterday!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
The Night the Lights Went Out on Hammond
So, last night for a little over 2 hours, our power went off. Here is the story of the night the lights went out on Hammond Dr.
Let me preface this by saying that when Ansley and I were growing up Mom always said you have to date someone at least long enough to go through EVERY holiday before you can get married to them. (Of course, there were other recommendations, but this one is relative) However, I would like to amend this by saying you should have to go through a power outage with the person before you get married.
Some people may find power outages fun...wasn't it New York that had a BOOM in births after the power outage...no worries there. :)
Here is how it started....
Power goes out a little before 8:00pm. Trenton is sound asleep in his bed. I go in his room while my husband searches for the flashlight, which is OF COURSE not where it is supposed to be, so he grabs my cellular to go and find it. After much looking and the dog going CRAZY, he finds the flashlight.
We decide to stay upstairs so we can be near Trenton. I call my Mom and tell her we may be coming over to spend the night...here is where it starts to get interesting...OF COURSE Mom says, you can come and so can your neighbors (not the neighbors with cats). Great...Then Mom says one of those Mom things that make you go...REALLY? "Does the baby have a blanket?" Oh, that is what I was missing. All these cold winter nights, the blanket! Of course, how is it I am able to take care of Trenton during the week, but in a time of 'crisis' the normal things elude me??
So, I am texting with my non-cat neighbor and she has called the power company and they estimate 72 ppl without power and 3 hours to fix it..GREAT! We have a fireplace, but it is on the bottom level, so we don't start a fire quite yet. Neighbor (who I don't call by name because I haven't asked) and I keep texting and meanwhile I notice my precious husband (God bless him) using the ONE flashlight we have to stare at spots on the ceiling and torture the dog. All in all, probably not the best use of the flashlight, well, that annoys him that I tell him to stop. Fine, be annoyed.
Now, for those of you who know Wes, you know he CANNOT sit still, so the entire time we are upstairs he is fidgeting and moving and annoying me, but I am quiet until he starts scratching the headboard with his nail...this move totally upsets our Baxter who is on high alert because he knows that something is up. So, Baxter starts crying...I tell wes to stop and he grunts and pouts. REALLY?? REALLY?
I am texting neighbor and she and I are just chatting and Wes keeps going "what did she say?" "Ask her this..."things I am typing as he says it. I get the number to the power company and learn power should be restored by 10:30. We will wait it out. Meanwhile, Trenton has another blanket and a hat on.
The power company, while outside, causes the transformer to blow...neat! Not long after the LOUD BOOM that scared me and Baxter, NOT Trenton, POWER IS RESTORED!
Finally! Wes goes to finish cleaning up the kitchen and comes to bed. WE survived it all! However, I add this night to things I wish I knew about my husband before I said I DO! :)
Other blogs...
TRENTON'S MEASUREMENTS
Please remember I measure him myself and weigh him on my amazing scale, but here is what we got... (thanks Heather for measuring my arm -yes, my child is the length of my arm!!!!)
Length: 2 feet, 4 inches
Weight: 13 lbs even!
BAXTER SAGA
Dear Animal Control,
I would LOVE to file a formal complaint; however, I am not at my residence during your hours of operation, just like it is a job for you, my job too is from 9-5. ESPECIALLY since this cat was in my yard AGAIN this morning!!!!!!!
Dear Cat Neighbors,
I thought about being a nice neighbor and coming over and asking you to keep your cats out of my yard, but then I realized you don't care. I do hate that your poor cats will be going to animal prison, but really, do you have to allow them to roam in my yard, garage, and on my fence???
Dear Cat,
Next time you are in my yard you better hope Trenton is in my arms...he was your saving grace this morning, but you won't always be so lucky
Love,
Sara
Let me preface this by saying that when Ansley and I were growing up Mom always said you have to date someone at least long enough to go through EVERY holiday before you can get married to them. (Of course, there were other recommendations, but this one is relative) However, I would like to amend this by saying you should have to go through a power outage with the person before you get married.
Some people may find power outages fun...wasn't it New York that had a BOOM in births after the power outage...no worries there. :)
Here is how it started....
Power goes out a little before 8:00pm. Trenton is sound asleep in his bed. I go in his room while my husband searches for the flashlight, which is OF COURSE not where it is supposed to be, so he grabs my cellular to go and find it. After much looking and the dog going CRAZY, he finds the flashlight.
We decide to stay upstairs so we can be near Trenton. I call my Mom and tell her we may be coming over to spend the night...here is where it starts to get interesting...OF COURSE Mom says, you can come and so can your neighbors (not the neighbors with cats). Great...Then Mom says one of those Mom things that make you go...REALLY? "Does the baby have a blanket?" Oh, that is what I was missing. All these cold winter nights, the blanket! Of course, how is it I am able to take care of Trenton during the week, but in a time of 'crisis' the normal things elude me??
So, I am texting with my non-cat neighbor and she has called the power company and they estimate 72 ppl without power and 3 hours to fix it..GREAT! We have a fireplace, but it is on the bottom level, so we don't start a fire quite yet. Neighbor (who I don't call by name because I haven't asked) and I keep texting and meanwhile I notice my precious husband (God bless him) using the ONE flashlight we have to stare at spots on the ceiling and torture the dog. All in all, probably not the best use of the flashlight, well, that annoys him that I tell him to stop. Fine, be annoyed.
Now, for those of you who know Wes, you know he CANNOT sit still, so the entire time we are upstairs he is fidgeting and moving and annoying me, but I am quiet until he starts scratching the headboard with his nail...this move totally upsets our Baxter who is on high alert because he knows that something is up. So, Baxter starts crying...I tell wes to stop and he grunts and pouts. REALLY?? REALLY?
I am texting neighbor and she and I are just chatting and Wes keeps going "what did she say?" "Ask her this..."things I am typing as he says it. I get the number to the power company and learn power should be restored by 10:30. We will wait it out. Meanwhile, Trenton has another blanket and a hat on.
The power company, while outside, causes the transformer to blow...neat! Not long after the LOUD BOOM that scared me and Baxter, NOT Trenton, POWER IS RESTORED!
Finally! Wes goes to finish cleaning up the kitchen and comes to bed. WE survived it all! However, I add this night to things I wish I knew about my husband before I said I DO! :)
Other blogs...
TRENTON'S MEASUREMENTS
Please remember I measure him myself and weigh him on my amazing scale, but here is what we got... (thanks Heather for measuring my arm -yes, my child is the length of my arm!!!!)
Length: 2 feet, 4 inches
Weight: 13 lbs even!
BAXTER SAGA
Dear Animal Control,
I would LOVE to file a formal complaint; however, I am not at my residence during your hours of operation, just like it is a job for you, my job too is from 9-5. ESPECIALLY since this cat was in my yard AGAIN this morning!!!!!!!
Dear Cat Neighbors,
I thought about being a nice neighbor and coming over and asking you to keep your cats out of my yard, but then I realized you don't care. I do hate that your poor cats will be going to animal prison, but really, do you have to allow them to roam in my yard, garage, and on my fence???
Dear Cat,
Next time you are in my yard you better hope Trenton is in my arms...he was your saving grace this morning, but you won't always be so lucky
Love,
Sara
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Happy Birthday Trenton
So, my BIG boy is getting so OLD! Today he turns 4 months!!!!
We started rice cereal and tonight I will take photos of him, but he truly does NOT want anything to do with it. It is an adjustment I am sure, so we will keep trying, but he is not a big fan of the cereal on a spoon or in his bottle. The battle will continue...Trenton 1, Rice Cereal 0!
Today I have been semi-paparazzi with my son. See, Aunt Ansley lives in Nashville and she doesn't get to see him a lot, so I have pictures from this morning as well as Sunday morning when my baby was in his GAP sweater...so precious! Tonight I will have to weigh and measure him and report back tomorrow!
Trenton on Sunday, February 28th, looking like a stud in his Church outfit.
Not really sure, but we were having a big photo shoot. In the picture on the right he is trying to tell me a story.
Full body shot, he is getting to look like a real person!
Trenton this morning (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!) on the way to school!!! See, whenever I use the actual camera to take pictures, he makes this face like he has NO clue what is going on!
Now, the pictures from the daycare photo shoot!
There would have been more photos, but he was getting REALLY tired of the camera!
More pictures (hopefully) from tonight when he gets to reunite with his SIR just back from Honduras!
MY yesterday - The SAGA of Baxter
So, as many of you know, Baxter is a BIG dog; however, he is not a brave dog. Case in point, we went on a walk and Baxter was PETRIFIED of the yorkie that was viciously chasing us!
Back story of Baxter....
When we moved on Hammond Drive he was an outside dog. LOVED the back yard and everything; however, not long after we moved in we learned that our neighbors (to the right of our house, not the Ellis's) had a TON of cats...now, keep in mind, I do not like cats, so a TON = 6. They were kittens at the time of our move, but still, not cute. Now, there are at least 2 CATS if not more that roam the streets. One day, one of the cats decided to sit on our fence prompting our dog to jump the fence and get him. So, NATURALLY, the dog chased the cat, the cat ran home, the cats owner called animal control on Baxter. FORTUNATELY, wes was getting home for lunch right as animal control was going to "arrest" Baxter. Warning 1 for Baxter. So, Baxter became an inside dog. Not terrible since we have windows in the front of our home, but still, not the best for him.
Inside dog Baxter, now sits and watches out the windows as these cats come in and out of our garage, our yard and just sit and taunt him. I am OVER IT! Yesterday, Wes had to close because of being short staffed, so I was with Trenton by myself. Not a problem, but Trenton gets fussy after a while and then falls asleep for the night. Well, as all of this is going on, Baxter starts his BIG boy bark out the window. Slams his weight into the window and I think he is going to break through it....well, actually he doesn't break through it, but he doesn't stop barking. So I decide I have had ENOUGH! I put my baby in his pack and play and I decide to go get the cat.
The cat thinks it is a big shot, just sitting in front of my house taunting my big Baxter, then I start coming. Well, I am ready to just grab the cat and take him to animal control myself. He runs away and I am ANGRY. However, coming back down my driveway I slip on the STUPID sweet gum tree droppings. THANKFULLY Trenton was inside!!!!! I catch myself with my right hand as my left leg goes completely behind me. I don't do splits, but yesterday, I did. I am in so much pain. I fell, I hate the cat, my baby is crying, my husband isn't home. I go inside and get Trenton (who by this point has real tears going down his face) and call Wes.
He races home. I am glad he doesn't work far. While I had Trenton, I didn't want to start climbing stairs while holding him until I knew I would be okay, so I just sat there. Trenton was no longer crying, but I was. I was probably more embarrassed than anything, but still.
Fastforward...9:00AM....today!
I call animal control. The collar -less cats will have a formal report written up as soon as I get home and am able to do it. 1st step in the cats getting arrested.
How can you call animal control on this face???
*** side note, Baxter actually has 2 strikes with animal control, but ENOUGH is ENOUGH!!! ***
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