Thank God it's...Monday????

I never thought I would say that! But what a weekend. And not in the good way. I think I might have a grey hair...or two.

Friday was supposed to be a fun day of shopping with our good friends. It mostly was...until the end when Bella tripped in the parking lot and scraped a good amount of skin off her knee. I figured that was bad enough...until Saturday.

While on a walk with Daddy, Bella tripped over herself, landed on her knee (again) and then face planted! A few hours later, she threw up, so we rushed her to the ER, thinking she had a concussion. Thankfully, she does not; she just has a nasty bump, a few scrapes, and a few bruises.

If this is the way the rest of the year is going to go, I am terrified.

What a Crazy Weekend!

I don't remember the last time we had such a wonderful, albeit completely crazy, weekend! Jeff didn't have yardwork to do, so it was the four of us all weekend. That's the first time that has happened in AGES. It was nice for him to be home with us; the kids don't get to see much of him when he does yardwork on the weekends. During the week, he is only home for three hours a night before they go to bed (and most of that is taken up by making dinner/eating dinner/cleaning up dinner). Saturday was INSANE. Not only did Bella get pinkeye out of nowhere, but my 4 months and 20 day old baby got a tooth! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, you read that correctly: the boy has a tooth; not even five months old yet! One of his bottom teeth broke through, and the one next to it is on its way through, as well. How crazy is that?? He might have two teeth before he is even five months old (Bella got her first one between 6.5 and 7 months!). My poor girl has such a yucky eye! I have no idea where she got it (although I am guessing from a shopping cart or touching something someone else had touched), but it is in full force. We took her to the dr today for antiobiotics. All weekend, though, it looked like someone had punched my baby in the eye. If we can somehow manage to keep Riley from contracting it, I will count myself lucky.

San Diego trip

We went to San Diego last weekend for the first time in almost two years. We hadn't been there since Bella was four months old. While San Diego definitely doesn't feel like home anymore, it was nice to see some friends, go to the Zoo, and show off the kids.

The Zoo was amazing. Bella had a wonderful time. She loved the giraffes, of course, and the new elephant encounter, and the gift shop, haha. The new elephant encounter was awesome. All of the changes to the Zoo were amazing. It was the highlight of our trip.

We met up with friends, saw some sights, and were equally happy to get home. There is something wonderful about sleeping in your own bed the first night back from a trip.

Bella is TWO!

Ah, the Terrible Twos. That stage of whining, screaming, tantrum-throwing chaos that enters every house just before the age of two and leaves...does it leave? Bella officially entered this stage the moment we brought Riley home from the hospital. She screams, she cries, she hits, she throws fits. And then she gives a hug or a kiss, and all is better.

She officially turned two this past Saturday. We had a party and in her dress up clothes, she no longer looked like my baby. She looked like a little kid! Where did the time go? Two years ago, she was a tiny, needy newborn. Now she is a tiny, needy toddler. haha

She said "I wuvoo" today. This is going to be one of my favorite days for the rest of my life

It's just another manic Monday...

...but I don't wish it were Sunday. That was NOT a fun day. Mondays are full of putting away laundry, trying to do the dishes, clean up after an active toddler...all while the aforementioned toddler follows me around and the adorable baby boy fusses because Mommy isn't paying attention to him at that moment. And I still need to figure out what to have for dinner tonight.

I do not like Mondays. They mean the weekend is over and the whole week looms before me. Mondays mean that Jeff is back to work, and I am on my own again, trying to muddle my way through being the mom to two in two years. Most days, I don't feel like I'm doing a very good job. The toddler is whiny and clingy and doesn't listen. The baby is clingy and fussy and just wants to be held.

And this week is full of extra cleaning to prepare for Bella's birthday party on Saturday. It's hard to believe she will be two. She's still my baby. I'm excited for our friends and family to come celebrate with us, though. We're probably not going to do another big party for her for another few years, so it will be nice to have everyone here. As much as I panic and run around like a lunatic, I love having people over to celebrate things.

Here's hoping for a good week

Happy 2011

This year is off to a fantastic start. We had good friends over for New Year's Eve to ring in the New Year. We watched movies, ate snacks, snuggled the boy. The weekend went well. Jeff got down all of the outside Christmas decorations; I still need to tackle what is left of the indoor decorations. We got a lot of errands done, a lot of cleaning done, a lot of organization started. Yesterday we went back to church. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, Jeff went to church with us. lol.

I really like this new church we started going to. Isabella loves the nursery care. I really like the minister and the people have been friendly and welcoming. Yesterday's sermon was about the church's goals for 2011. I thought it was interesting and reassuring to know what the pastor has in store for us.

Today, Travis and I went for a walk with the kids. My goal is to lose weight, and lots of it. I need to get motivated. With the ppd, it's been hard, though. I WANT to exercise but there never seems time. When I do have time, one or both of the kids needs something. Morning walks are going to work best, I think.

The biggest news is that Jeff got into the January correctional officer academy! I am so so proud of him, and this means big changes for our family.

I hope 2011 is a great year for all of you

It was a Merry Christmas!

This weekend has been a wonderful time for our family. Jeff had Christmas Eve off, so we did a little last minute shopping and then some stuff around the house. We were wrapping the last couple of presents after midnight Christmas morning. That made us think of our parents doing the same thing when we were little kids. What a wonderful connection we felt to them at that moment. We miss them all.

Christmas morning was much more fun for Isabella this year. We had breakfast together and then opened presents. Well, Isabella opened the presents. She opened every present, didn't even much care what the present was until they were all opened. haha. She was like a whirlwind, running all over playing with the wrapping paper. She was such a delight to behold...a stark contrast to last year when she was terrified of all the presents. Riley slept through all of it. He is like his daddy and sister: he can sleep through pretty much anything.

After Isabella took a rest with her new Winnie the Pooh movies (thanks, Uncle Travis), we headed over to Grandma's for more presents, stockings, and dinner. Isabella tried ham this year! She wasn't thrilled with it, but she ate it. My brother and my godmother got me a new chandelier for our dining room. We've had the stock one that came with the house since we moved in, and I hate it! It's tacky. haha. The new one is beautiful.

After Isabella went to bed, Travis, Jeff and I watched a movie. Yesterday was just a wonderful family bonding day. It was heart warming. It felt so nice to spend time together. Usually we are all doing our own thing.

I hope everyone had a wonderful, happy Christmas.