Stumbling

I finally got Charley "walking" on video (also known as the drunken sailor walk).

Yes, I did it sideways again.

No. I don't know how to fix it.

Yes...I'm too lazy to sit about and figure it out.

I cried because...

• I couldn't get the humidifier back together after filling it with water.
• Bugaboo wanted to climb said humidifier whilst I attempted to reconstruct it.
• Bugaboo decided to throw a fit right before dinner. I don't know why he felt compelled to cry for 5 minutes straight then crawl into the empty corner of the play room with his head down and sob uncontrollably for another few minutes. Then somehow regaining composure and playing with our recycling bin...normal? Who knows...but I'm trying not to think about it.
• Hubs wanted to meet for dinner...after said cry-feast 2010. I agreed to it <- bad mistake.
• I can't reach into Bugaboo's crib. I have to throw myself over the side and balance on my ribcage to put him to bed.
• I'm tired.
• Hormones are not my friend today.
• Neither is food.
• I still have laundry folded on the couch that has been there for weeks.
• I'm sick of the trash guys coming around whenever they feel like it...never on the day they are suppose to thereby causing unneeded stress in this here prego lady.
• I yelled undeservingly at Bugaboo twice tonight out of frustration (yet he was more confused by it than anything).

I've had worse days but my fuse today was pretty much non-existent. I just lacked the patience today and instead of stepping back and taking a breath, I let it get to me. Lesson learned. Still...I blame the hormones.

Baby #2 at 17 weeks

I'm definitely bigger in the belly this time around and I know it's because my stomach muscles are shot. Go figure and now that I'm able to EAT...oh boy do I EAT. LOVE being prego...just wish I looked happier in the pics and I'm half in pj's and half in my daily clothing. Haha! I can feel the baby moving but pretty much only at night. Baby has a FIT (it's rather startling) if I carry Charley above my belly. I have NO cravings yet just the usual if I think about it, I may want it sort of thing.

Side note: Girl Scout cookies came at a VERY good time, or maybe a very BAD time. I don't need help with the weight gain. :S

Random Bugaboo pictures

He puts his Tigger ball in the cat hut and gets frustrated because he can't get it out.


Climbs EVERYTHING, including this infant vibrating chair that he so gracefully toppled over on to.

Fun times.

Ooohhh, I love HIM.

"Dad, feed me some cheeeesseeeee..."

ONE year old

Bugaboo had a chill birthday surrounded by friends and of course, his parents. He had cake and ice cream. Loved both, what child doesn't? He got a lot of fun presents including a Tigger ball that he likes to throw down the stairs, some magnetic puzzles (he just wants to chew on), and a radio flyer rocket ship (from Grandma and Grandpa). I've posted the pictures backwards but I'm too lazy to fix them...so deal. :)

Bugaboo is turning into such a character. He loves laughing and balls and cars. He is the epitome of a boy. He is all about bruises, blood, dirt...drives me insane. He scares the snot out of me all the time. This boy is a tank.

Side story:
Bugaboo was playing...I hopped over to the kitchen for something. When I went back to play with Bugaboo, I sat down and started grabbing some of his toys and balls. I noticed blood was all over the balls he was playing with. Took me a minute to find where he was bleeding from. Wasn't his nose, wasn't his face or mouth...arms, legs...ah, fingers...but which one. This entire time he's trying to shoo me away ("Let me play Mama, geez..."). I narrowed it down to his thumb and his forefinger...finally wiped him down enough to see his thumb was sliced. I have not one clue what he cut it on. I scoured the entire room and found NOTHING. Anyways, dragged him up to the bathroom to clean his thumb further and put a bandaid on. He chewed the stupid bandaid off. Figured it'd stop bleeding on its own and let it be. See? Boy...I fear the teenage years...

Random thoughts for a Sunday morning...

• For once, I am up before my one year old son.
• Bugaboo has been fighting RSV (respiratory syncytial virus) and a double ear infection for the past week. Again, the only reason we were able to tell there was something wrong, he kept waking up at 4am. The drugs are working for his ear infections but we have to ride it out with the RSV. I think we are through the worst of it.
• This sounds bad but Bugaboo is the best sick infant I've ever had to deal with. Very rarely has he been fussy and he's still sleeping 12-13 hours each night even with the nasty congestion.
• I am waiting for both Ryan and I to get what Bugaboo has (as it is very contagious).
• I love that Bugaboo's flexible with nap times and bedtime.
• I am to the point I am loving pregnancy again.
• I have yet to gain a pound since becoming pregnant and yet somehow I LOOK pregnant. I just "popped" last week.
• I'm four months along as of friday.
• I've decided that 70 degrees in our house is too warm.
• Bugaboo LOVES warm (watered down) apple juice.
• The only problem I've had with this whole RSV is getting him to eat as much as he was before he was sick. He's still drinking like a fish. My worst fear was dehydration.
• I've never had so many headaches/migraines than I have had in the past week and a half.
• Bugaboo is down to one nursing (in the mornings). I should probably decide if I want to wean him off that this weekend considering he's back on his sleeping through the 5am nursing.
• I'm going to miss nursing him. :(
• I'm excited that we finally went grocery shopping last night considering we haven't been in over 2 weeks.
• Bugaboo is walking on his own when he wants to which isn't that often.
• I still haven't posted pictures of Bugaboo's birthday <- bad mama.
• Bugaboo is very anti-socks lately which coincidentally falls in line with the cold front we are getting.
• I really want an egg burrito right now...
• Not looking forward to the next two weeks at work as we have 2 audits going on and of course my name is all over BOTH of them.
• I really want Firehouse for lunch today and I have no excuse for going there because of said grocery shopping last night.
• Experienced poop in the bathtub for the first time last night. Was not as bad as I thought it was going to be.
• I'm going to end this post as my son has decided to bless me with his presence.