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Well, May Is Off To A Great Start

It’s May Day. I think that means something in certain countries, but I have no idea what. Here is how the first day of May went down in our household.

2:12 a.m. I wake up having to pee. Surprisingly, this hasn’t been a regular occurrence as of late. I get up and go to the bathroom. When I return, I cannot, for the life of me, fall back to sleep.

2:47 a.m. Still awake. My mind is wandering on such stupid thoughts as what to wear to work tomorrow, how Derek will get to the airport for an upcoming trip, why does the dog smell?

3:03 a.m. I can feel myself starting to drift off. FINALLY.

3:07 a.m. I hear the unmistakable sound of dry-heaving. Coming from the dog on the floor at the foot of our bed. Suddenly, I hear the REALLY unmistakable sound of the dog puking all over her dog bed.

3:08 a.m. I get up, flip on the light, get paper towels and cleaner and clean up the dog puke.

3:53 a.m. STILL AWAKE. Ugh. I think I fell asleep sometime around 4.

7:17 a.m. I awake to the sound of Riley calling, “Mommy! Mommy!” I nudge Derek and ask him to go in Riley’s room because “I can’t move.” Literally. I couldn’t move. My loving husband obliges.

7:27 a.m. After coming to, I hear the boys talking in the other room and I realize I need to get up and start getting ready for work. I walk into Riley’s room and see that Derek has the bed stripped of its sheets. “Good morning!” Derek says pseudo-cheerfully. I see poop on the sheets. I see poop coming out of the top of Riley’s diaper. Ruh-Roh.

7:30 a.m. I am starting a load of poopy laundry while Derek scrubs the man clean. Needless to say, Riley is not thrilled with his morning wake up call. And neither are we.

7:47 a.m. I hop in the shower. Having no time to eat breakfast. Wonder how I’m going to get ready, eat breakfast and get to work on time. Then wonder if I can make it til lunch without eating. Then laugh at the mere thought of that.

8:01 a.m. I’m blow drying my hair and Riley comes into the bathroom. He tells me he spilled. Ruh Roh, again. Turns out, in an attempt to “help” his daddy make the morning coffee that we both desperately needed, Riley spilled a little bit of coffee grounds on the floor. Then, in typical 3-year old fashion, he PURPOSELY spilled a whole scoop of coffee grounds on the floor.

8:02 a.m. Riley is in a time out, while Derek vacuums up the coffee grounds. Yells of “I want to be a good boy!” fill the air. Then don’t purposely throw coffee on the floor, kid.

8:20 a.m. Ready for work, I decide that breakfast really is the most important meal of the day. I pour myself a bowl of Kashi and a glass of water and decide to sit on the couch for 5 minutes and eat my breakfast, while Riley and Derek eat theirs.

8:21 a.m. I set my cup down on the ottoman and hear a plop. I have no idea how, but Mr. Potato Head’s ear falls off into my water glass. I fish it out and continue my breakfast. Riley laughs hysterically.

8:28 a.m. I leave for work. Hearing Riley still laughing, “Mr. Potato Head’s ear fell in Mommy’s water!”

I’m late for work, unprepared for the day, but seeing all the things that went wrong, I figure the fact that I made it to work in one piece a success.

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My Must-Haves for Pregnancy #2

Being pregnant the second time around has been different from the first (could that mean that it’s a girl this time??). I’m exhausted, but have not taken a single nap in the 28 weeks I’ve been pregnant. Having a 3-year old (who also cannot nap these days), makes relaxing and taking it easy very difficult. I’ve found that I’m completely exhausted after working all day, coming home to make dinner, entertaining our little man and then putting him to bed. So I decided to compile a list of things that have made this pregnancy just a little bit easier for me. Enjoy.

Don’t worry, I will conveniently “forget” to include Oreos on this list. But really, why are they so good?

1. A memory-foam mattress topper.

Sleeping on either your left or right side gets old. Real quick. I was so tired of my hips going numb while I slept, that I knew something had to be done. We purchased this mattress topper:

Honestly, it’s made a difference. You can spend a small fortune on these bad boys and we got a lower-end one, but I would say it gets the job done. My only complaint is that it has kind of a nasty plastic-y smell so it really needs to be aired out for a few days before you put it on your bed. Buy one. Your hips will thank you.

2. Prenatal Yoga.

Back pain during pregnancy is no joke. At least for me it’s not. Yes, I’ve blogged/complained about this here before, so I will spare you. Taking a weekly prenatal yoga class has been great for my back pain and my sanity. And….it’s free. Do you know Destination Maternity offers FREE prenatal yoga classes? They also offer prenatal belly dancing and pilates and all sorts of other classes. Did I mention they’re FREE? I’ve really started looking forward to Thursday nights when I get to do something just for myself for a solid hour. I feel so relaxed afterwards. It’s really been a highlight of this pregnancy.

3. Cat/Cow pose.

As stated above (again…I’m not complaining…) the lower back pain I’ve been feeling is fo realz, yo. But the cat/cow pose has really helped! I’ll even do it on my lunch break when I’m feeling a lot of pain from sitting or standing too much at work. I learned this one in my prenatal yoga class and it’s one I’m so glad I found.

4. Disposable MakeUp Wipes.

I know, not earth-friendly at all. But here’s the thing. I. Get. So. Tired. The thought of having to wait for the warm water to flow through the faucet, suds up my face, wash it, then dry it is too much for me most nights. So temporarily, I’m using these bad boys:

Yeah, cuz why spend the extra on name brands? It’s just cleaning off the day’s makeup, people.

5. Nail Polish Remover Pad.

Ok, I’m sounding lazier and lazier as this post goes on (come on, I’m growing a human, cut me some slack). But I still want to have painted nails and look semi-fashionable/presentable. I’ve found that this super easy, cheap nail polish remover has saved me time and effort and that makes me happy.

This stuff looks like it was packaged in the 70’s, but trust me. You just twist your polished nails in a sponge soaked in polish remover and within seconds, your chipped nail polish is gone. Ah, it’s the little things that make me happy, apparently.

6. An Awesome Husband.

Luckily, I had one of those to start with. But seriously, there are few things as stressful as child-rearing. You find yourself physically and mentally exhausted, especially if you’re both working full time, and I’ve found that we need each other now more than ever. Until the baby comes and then I’m sure we’ll need each other more, more, more than ever. I’m jus thankful that I have a husband who will save me the last Oreo, say nothing when I buy another maternity dress (what? I can’t help it, they’re cute!), and bathe Riley because I’m just too tired.

 

Ugh, I don’t have a single, recent photo of just my husband and myself? I just made a mental note to change that soon.

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The Big Boy Room – Finished!

It is done! And it is awesome. If I do say so myself. And I do.

We decided to go with an outdoorsy/green/frog/turtle theme. We didn’t want anything too baby-ish or too too big boy-ish.  We found the bedding set at Target, my dad built the twin sized bed, and Daddy designed the tree decal.

Look at all those toys! Believe me, it was a little difficult to get him to go to sleep at first because look! Toys!

While all the work in this room, the new flooring, crown moulding, new baseboards, paint, trim and accessories were done mostly by my husband, Riley helped too.

We install ceiling fans in our footie pajamas in this house. It’s how we roll.

….and sometimes we hammer with plastic hammers.

Now the room is really a place that Riley loves and is proud of. His big boy room. I feel like it’s something that he can continue to grow into, and it reflects who he is – happy, bright, cheerful and fun.

 

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On Nesting

I’ve always really hated the word “Nesting.” I don’t know why, I just always have. When I was pregnant with Riley, I never felt an overwhelming urge to clean the house or organize things; I was not on my hands and knees washing the kitchen floor in between contractions. But a lot about this pregnancy has been different. Including this nesting instinct.

However, I don’t really know if what I’m feeling is even nesting. Here’s what it is. I have an overwhelming urge to be at my house with my family. I think what it stems from is having something to do or somewhere to go after work every night for the last several weeks. There have been nights with drinks with former co-workers, dinner with a long lost friend, a movie with current co-workers. And all that stuff is great, don’t get me wrong. I understand that everyone needs time to let off steam and hang with the girls. I’m one of those people for sure.

What I don’t like is that I have a little boy who goes to bed at 8:00. If I meet the girls out for a “drink” (or water, or Sprite, most likely), then I give up my chance to see my son for a day.

Every once in a while, I know that’s ok. I’m luckier than most full-time working moms. I usually get to come home on lunch and see him. And I don’t start work until 8:30 a.m., so I get to get Riley out of bed, dressed and fed every morning. I’m lucky.

But I think the fact that I know my time with one child is limited and soon this little boy who has had my undivided attention for almost three years is going to have to share me. So I want to make the most of every single moment I get with him. And really, we have a dishwasher that needs emptying and laundry that needs to be finished. And come 9:00, I’m tired, yo.

So I’ve started telling little white lies when people invite me out. I just feel like many of my childless friends just won’t get it when I say that I just want to go home to my family at the end of the day. Not that I care, really.

So from now until July, methinks I will be a little difficult to schedule dinners out with friends. But that’s fine by me.

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Master Bedroom Remodel

Finally, it’s finished! We foolishly thought we could complete our bedroom remodel in about two days. Well, my husband thought that. Hate to say I told you so, but I knew there was no way. It took a solid week, which really, is not bad at all. Especially when you factor in the curious toddler and the additional human growing in my stomach.

I can also blame that developing human on the fact that I did not take any before pictures. Ugh. Rookie mistake. And we are anything but rookie home remodelers.

Ok, this one will have to do. Here’s me at several months pregnant the last time around playing with our pup on the floor. You can see the cheapie carpeting, wall color and original woodwork.

So the catalyst of this bedroom remodel was the freak out I had over listening to the world’s squeakiest floors at 5:45 every morning when Derek would get up and head to the gym. Our bedroom floor has always been squeaky, but over the 5 years we’ve lived here, it’s gotten so much worse. To the point that us walking on our floors would wake up Riley sleeping in the next room. Seriously, you could stand perfectly still and take a deep breath and it would sound like a sumo wrestler was walking through the room.

Here’s a progress shot:

Notice the skim-coated walls. This is yet another room in our house that has layers of paint over layers of wallpaper. So no, the walls aren’t perfect, and never will be, but Derek dreamed up a cool way to cover the wall that houses our bed, which was the worst one.

So we decided to do laminate wood flooring in our bedroom. We like the way it looks and it’s durable. We managed to find some that almost perfectly matched the hardwood floors in our living and dining rooms. Score!

So Derek got to work while I took care of a sick little boy. Really, I didn’t help at all. After 5 years of constantly working on this house, that’s my kind of home remodeling.

Finally, after a good 7 days, we were done.

We painted the walls a deep blue-silver color, added white crown molding and baseboards, laminate flooring, new bedding, and a budget-friendly, flaw-masking, eye-catching headboard. The wood is laminated shelving. Really! The black branches are old and from Pier One.

We’re definitely thrilled with the results.

 

Bedding was purchased on sale at Target for an amazing $65. There’s a little more white on it than I would have liked, especially considering we’re having another baby, but we loved the pattern and used the color to choose our wall color.

I would say the most amount of work was moving every single thing out of the room in the first place. And screwing into the subfloor to rid the room of those pesky squeaks. There are probably 120 screws in our floor right now. Derek actually went through an entire box of screws and had to run out and get more so he could finish. It was insane.

I think I’m most impressed with the fact that we did this on the cheap and quickly. We made use of furniture and decor that we already had and focused on a bold color and one or two eye-catching aspects to tie the room together.

Overall, I’m thrilled with it and love going to bed every night. But at 17 weeks pregnant, I love going to bed for many reasons right now.

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Happy Birthday to Me!

And no, believe it or not, there’s no sarcasm in that headline. Shocking, I know.

Today is my day o’ birth. And I’m in a reflecting mood, so bear with me.

This past year has been great. 2010 was a rough, rough year for me, at least the months of September-November were, when I was shockingly and unexpectedly laid off from my “dream” job. But this past year has been great.  An awakening that makes me feel like I am working where I should be – in a place that values me and sees potential in me.

And my precious little boy Riley is hands down the best thing I’ve ever done in my life. I can’t wait until he wakes up in the morning because I look forward to seeing him every day that much. He continues to amaze me with the funny things he says and the super sweet, smart things he says. “Mommy, you’re my best friend,” which he says just about every day, gets me every. single. time. I’m so lucky.

I’ve got the world’s best husband who provides for us by working hard and takes care of our boy in the best way possible every day while I put on a blazer and go to work. Life is good.

And methinks it’s about to get better. I believe 2012 is going to be another great year. Fingers crossed.

Happy birthday to me!

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Happy To Be Home

I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been happier to be home than I am right now. Where have I been? I had to go to New Orleans for work. I left Tuesday morning and got back Saturday morning. That’s a loooong time. I am hereby implementing a new rule – no work trip shall last longer than 3 nights. I can’t do this 4-night, 5-day thing anymore. But let me back up a bit.

I traveled down to New Orleans for a trade show on Tuesday. And for the first time in my life, I flew first class. Cool, right? Except, being the paranoid person that I am, I kept waiting for a flight attendant to come over and tell me I’m in the wrong seat. But that didn’t happen – score! I texted Derek and told him I was in first class and he wrote back, “First in class? What are you talking about?” Um…obviously he hasn’t flown first class before either. What a bunch of cheap asses we are. But old habits die hard, so there I sat, eating free M&Ms, a pillow propped under my head and reading Harry Potter in first class. Classy.

The trip itself was fine. Parts were really fun. Parts were not so fun. The main client that we work for is “difficult.” She can also be described as a word that starts with a “B” and ends with an “itch.” If you catch my oh, so subtle drift. She’s hands-down the most self-absorbed person I’ve ever met. Going so far as to kick me off the elliptical in the hotel gym so she could use it. And then making fun of me when I had no choice but to use the old lady recumbant bike. AND DUH! I’M ONLY USING IT BECAUSE YOU KICKED ME OFF THE ELLIPTICAL MID-WORKOUT, YA DUMMY!

Ok, moving on. By Thursday night, I was itching to go home. But nope, two more days. I was able to video chat with Riley and Derek. Hallelujah for technology. It made me feel so much better to actually see my family and my dog and my house. But still, I just wanted to go home.

My flight left early on Saturday morning. So early that I had to catch a cab from the hotel at the ungodly hour of 5:30 a.m. I woke up earlier than my alarm clock went off and once I was awake, I felt like I did on Christmas morning when I was a kid. SO excited. I just wanted to leap out of bed and get going. I strained to look at my watch in the dark and saw it was 4:20. Not time to get up yet. I lay in bed, wide awake, counting the minutes.

Why hasn’t my alarm clock gone off yet, I wondered.

I flipped on the light and looked at the clock.

4:01.

UGH. When I looked at my watch, I thought it was 4:20, but it was actually 3:20. I had a lot of time to wait. So that’s what I did for the next hour. I lie in bed and waited for morning. Waited very impatiently, I may add.

But finally, it was time to go. I practically skipped out of our crappy, unfriendly hotel and into a crappier, more unfriendly cab. But I didn’t care. I was going home!

One short, stupid layover later, I was back in the Milwaukee airport. Derek and Riley waited for me outside the concourse. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the way Riley looked when he saw me. Or the feeling in my heart at that moment.

We made eye contact and he started yelling, “Mommy! Mommy!” and struggled to free himself from his umbrella stroller. Derek unbuckled him and he took off running right to me yelling, “Mommy, I missed you!” over and over. Seriously kid, you’re killing me.

We hugged and hugged and tears immediately came to my eyes. I dropped my suitcase and just held him. I didn’t care that other people were looking.

I was home.

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