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week five: iphone photos

well, today has been exhausting… so I’m super glad you can’t see me right now… I’m a scary sight. couldn’t sleep last night… worked from 8-2pm… came home to a grumpalump bebe… and a super tired husband.

long story short, I’m lucky to have a moment to myself to post this… not to mention diaper laundry! so happy I made it downstairs to the basement! it’s the little things.

monday:

this pic cracks me up. baxter was ECSTATIC when little g and I walked through the door monday night. once we got settled, he was right up on my lap and had to get as close to g as possible. I know g looks uncomfortable, but they both slept like logs… so apparently it wasn’t too terribly so.

tuesday:

another highly hilarious photo of baxter. this dog is a serious ham. if I bring out the camera or phone… he looks straight at me, poses, and waits. he was pouting. he would NOT look at me. he seriously cracks me up. who even knows what he was pouting about…

here’s my other pouty dog, elsie. she’s had a TON of changes to her lifestyle since little man has arrived… so I don’t blame her for pouting. we’re slowly easing her back into a little more freedom on this side of the gates… but I’m so flippin’ nervous! I’m sure it’ll be fine… she’s a kind-hearted dog… we’ll figure it out. oh and p.s. she’s totally sporting her christmas collar.

wednesday:

um, he’s super cute. that’s all. oh and p.s. I have no idea where we were going.

thursday:

apparently, the ergo makes us both happy inside. john says this pic makes me look like I’m about to eat little g. well, he’s so frickin’ adorable sometimes I want to just take a bite! lol… kidding, only kidding.

friday:

can you believe how much he’s grown? it’s unbelievable to me! I can’t wait for his dr appt on monday. dying to know what he weighs! btw, do you think it’s kosher to bring the peed cookies? I was thinking of making those peanut butter cookies with the kisses on top… oh and regarding the pic, he was wicked grouchy. it’s crazy how cute he is even when he’s being a grumpalump.

and that’s it for this week. I know, we’re terribly entertaining. in fact, here’s g’s opinion of this post…

thanks a lot for your support little man.

welp, that’s all for this week. can you believe the next time I post this, it’ll have pics of g’s first christmas? where did this year go? I was just telling john I was pregnant!…

if you’d like to join in on the fun… and I seriously suggest you do… check out this blog and link up… or just check it out because you like awesome mommy blogs.

the end.

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day at the spa.

so… the time had come to get my hair did. it was looking haggard. I’m happy to have it back to it’s normal lovely self. it’s seriously uhmazing what a good cut and color can do for you. honestly, it was sort of nice to take a day for myself. away from my boys. to gossip, sip tea, and watch as my fab new hair stylist made me a girl again.

makes for a good day.

before

after

and yes, I know I’m making redonkulous faces in both of these…. I seriously need to work on that.

until next time, toodloo.

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john.

it’s crazy to me that after eight years I still get butterflies in my belly at the thought of seeing john. when I was in california I missed him like crazy… and if it wasn’t for a stupid layout at the JFK airport… I probably would’ve jumped him right there in the lobby… he’s a pretty uhmazing fellow. I don’t know how I got so lucky.

had trouble sleeping last night… so I was pestering him a lot via text. he’s so good about it to. you know he’s thinking in his head, “dern it woman! I’m working!”… but he would never say that… he just answers my texts… and helps me get through the night. what a guy.

it’s hard to believe that we have a child now. it’s been quite the adjustment. we don’t get near as much time together as we used to. I miss him. I miss us. we’re still fine… we get along super well, but not getting to spend time together does begin to take it’s toll. we’ll figure it out.

I wrapped presents last night. let me tell you, homeboy is getting seriously spoiled this year. he’s a serious rc nerd… so I indulged. it was fun. he deserves it. he’s been so kick arse through my whole pregnancy and now with the bebe. he works so hard, too. he’s awesome. I seriously love the h-e-doublehockeysticks outta him. for real.

I remember when I met him it was more of a conquest. I didn’t even like him that much! look at us now… it’s just hard to believe I guess.

we took baby g to the grocery store today. I keep forgetting I take him out a lot more by myself… john hasn’t had too much experience with him outside the house. he kept saying, “wow, he’s being really good.” and I’m thinking in my head, “duh.” but then I have to sit back and remember the guy works ALL THE TIME. so, it was fun to experience it with him. he was excited. he’s funny. being with my two boys is my favorite. they are my life. and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

so here’s to you, john,

I love you so much. you’ve given me a life that I’ve always dreamed of. you’ve enabled me to take chances. you’ve given me the most beautiful baby on the planet. you’ve made it possible for us to afford a place where we can keep the furry kiddos. you’ve put up with my love for animals (even when it’s raged out of control)… you’ve backed me up when I needed you to. you’ve talked to me, when I didn’t want to listen. you’ve hugged me and let me cry. you’ve come home from work when I heard a scary noise. you are constantly making me laugh. you are my one. I wouldn’t trade you for anything! (ok, maybe a ford f150 fx4) KIDDING! I could go on forever about all the things I love about you… you know this. I don’t know how I got so lucky… but I’m so happy I left that post-it on your windsheild eight years ago. you’ve made me a very happy mama. I love you. over and over and over. forever.

love, me.

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mourning the death of my macbook.

three years ago, for christmas, john gave me a macbook. it had been a really good year for us, we bought a house, we got engaged, his new business venture had taken off… needless to say, really good year. so, he spoiled me that christmas with the one thing I had wanted for a long time. a white macbook.

it was exciting. it was the perfect accessory to my new shiny rock. har har.

fast forward three years. we got married (on 12/31 of that same year). we moved from our beautiful home that I love and rented it out. (luckily, thank god, we have great renters… but I was just thinking today how it’s crazy that at this point, they’ve lived there longer then we did. typical…) we’ve moved three thousand miles. and our business is still afloat, but definitely not where it was three years ago. and best of all. we have a son. a son!

but, I still had my trusty macbook… that reminded me of our beginning. our first christmas, in our first home. well, it died. it technically died last summer… when in a bout of (let’s blame it on pregnancy hormones) rage I threw it across the room and the battery popped out… and wouldn’t go back in. luckily, I didn’t completely destroy it… the power cord still worked. but if you know macs, you also know that the power cord has to be more cute than functional… so it’s magnetic and if you move it the wrong way, or it’s hooked on something… you’re gonna lose power.

long story short, it was painfully annoying. but I still clung to it… it was the last remnant of our life in california… and I wanted to hang onto it as long as I could. but… it didn’t have the same feelings I did apparently. thanks macbook, I see how you are.

hello, cyber monday. I can’t afford a new macbook… 1000 bucks?! are you insane? not with a new baby anyway… I was hoping they would have a killer sale on monday, but they don’t have to. they are apple.

so, I decided to tone it down a couple notches and get a netbook. I found a samsung. (I love samsung. we have a samsung refrigerator, washer and dryer, and tv upstairs)… they are so nice looking! lol… totally not about practicality around here apparently.

it arrived today. and let me tell you, it’s precious. I’m coming to you live from it right now. it has the feel of a macbook because the screen has rounded edges and the keyboard is chiclet style just like mac. it was a great 750bucksless alternative… so, I told john this is his gift to me for christmas… and I could tell by the look on his face he felt relieved… apparently, I’m not the easiest person to shop for…

so, I suppose a part of me has finally said goodbye to california. it’s time to accept this new life and move on. only took me three years. I guess it could’ve been worse. I miss it still… but life is here. a crazy. awesome. life.

and it’s finally starting to fit.

 I know this pic is weird…was just messing around with the goodies on the new pc. yep, I’m officially a pc. toodloo.

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thank. you. god.

this is a beautiful thing.

and the first time it’s happened all. day. long.

it’s been a frustrating day. I got a quickie nap this morning (thank you john.)… and when I woke up I could tell it was going to be one of those days. I came down the stairs to a look from john that was like, “help!” he told me about  a half an hour before I woke up he was halfway up the stairs to get me. bless him. I needed the extra half an hour. especially for this afternoon.

from the second I woke up, he’s been fussy. I mean FUSSY. he wouldn’t eat, I changed him (worst changing session ever, mind you. he was squirmy screamer mcsquirmyson…), I fed him, I rocked him, cuddled him, put him on the playmat, fed him again, changed him, put him back on the playmat…

finally, sleep. thank you playmat. now he’s in the swing, rocking happily. phew, what a relief.

onto other news, I have something exciting going on that I can’t say anything about for a couple of weeks. I know, why even bring it up? well, I’m about to burst with excitement, that’s why! so, there’s a little teaser. come back to find out what it is. it’ll be worth the wait. I’ll take LOTS of pictures. trust me.

oh, and if you like the blanky in the pic, you can go grab something similar here. the red pistachio has THE cutest prints and her stuff is amazing. I’m a HUGE fan of hers and her sister over at the spotted barn. go check em’ out. if you have a baby shower coming up… they have THE cutest gifts. no joke.

anywho, away I go.

toodloo.

 

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thankies… and etsy yummies…

as we all know, today is the stuff your face, watch the parade, laugh with family awesomeness we refer to as thanksgiving… for john and I it’s been a couple of lonely years on thanksgiving. the first couple of years spent in connecticut we had our feast alone. last year it was kind of awesome, because I decided to take it upon myself and make our meal… (thanks, martha!) considering I’ve not really cooked much in my life (last year was when I decided to teach myself…), it turned out pretty friggin’ fabulous… but I digress… fast forward one year, to now. we. are. a family. how thankful am I for that? um, pretty dang thankful.

god is good. that’s all I have to say about that.

this last year has given me a HUGE amount of reasons to be thankful… and here are just a few (don’t want to keep you here for days, do I?). my completely awesome husband who I’m so lucky to be married to. he’s also becoming such an incredible daddy. I’m really proud of him. (especially because he said he never saw himself having kids. but then he married me… that’s what he gets! hehe) GRAYSON. from the second I got pregnant with him I loved him. which is lucky considering I had a miserable pregnancy. it kept me going. thank god for that. our amazing family. I’ve been extremely blessed with incredible in-laws as well. both my MIL (and family) and my FIL (and family) are all uhmazing… and I’m so happy grayson is going to have four sets of fabulous grandparents and two loving aunts. he’s a lucky kid. I’m thankful that I’ve gotten to grow up with all of my grandparents and my great-grandparents. granny, (great-grandma, most uhmazing woman ever, who I adore) gave us a scare this past year. (she’s 91, fyi.) she’s doing better now… but it scared me and for a second there I was hating life that we lived over here… I’m thankful my husband has a job he loves and is getting his mba (go him!)… and I’m super happy his job enabled me to take three months maternity leave! oh, and we cannot forget my adorable pooches, elsie and baxter man. without whom, I may have a lot less stress and a lot less half-eaten chucks… but they’re worth it. (I’m curious why elsie targets my chucks anyway? nothing else is ever chewed up…)

needless to say, it’s been a great year. with the addition of grayson, I feel like john and I are moving in the right direction. it’s awesome. finally starting to settle into married life… and past a few gigantic bumps… we’re still here! hooray!

one of the newest additions to my bank of thankfulness is ETSY. I luff it so friggin’ much. it makes those painful late nights with little g… slightly less painful. here are a couple of the recent digs… tell me what you think…

this is the cutiepatootiehat seen in my six-week checkup post on grayson. it’s darling and john loves it. it’s his hat of choice for grayson right now and he had me order another one in the next size up and a brown one. the seller of these hats is totally awesome. she goes by “mama mac” and it totally suits her. totally cool chick. you should check out her shop. the hats are totally affordable and I can totally attest to the great quality. check her out: daddy mack hats.

this was a total impulse buy… and I’m totally glad I got it. it’s a diaper wallet. (not to mention completely adorable!) it’s just big enough to hold a couple grovia biosoakers, some grovia wipes, and my debit card/license, and my iphone. I’ve used it several times already. it’s awesome for when you’re just running out. it makes me a little happy inside. they are a little spendy, but in my opinion, totally worth it. plus, they have tons of designs… and they make baby bedding too… very cute shop… check em’ out here: everafter.

this onesie I couldn’t pass up. it’s from blink baby. she’s one of my favorites. I love the onesies she makes… she is also a very cool seller… it seems to be a trend on etsy. (part of the appeal)… the adorable hat, I couldn’t pass up. it’s made in maine…. which for some reason made it more appealing… new englander kinship maybe? plus, it’s hubby approved… which is always a plus. (too big for him right now. but looking forward to when I can see his cute lil head sporting this.) she’s got tons of cute ones… check em’ out – babbidge patch.

saved one of my fav’s for last… so originally, I ordered the longies (which are FAB btw.) for g to wear over some sustainablebabyish fitteds he has… but the seller accidentally sent me these ridiculously cute soakers. she messaged me and told me she’d made a mistake (before I even got them!) but told me to keep them… I tried to refuse… she wouldn’t take no for an answer. needless to say, it was a good day for me. please, please check her out… taryn stuff. she rocks.

if you’ve made it this far, congratulations… you’ve won an virtual air high five from yours truly. I hope I didn’t bore you to tears… but I could yack about etsy for about eighty hours, so consider yourself lucky. sorry about the picture quality. can’t find our good camera, had to settle for the iphone.

hope everyone out there has a fantastic thanksgiving… eat lots! it’s a get out of guilt free day.

toodloo.

oh and p.s. a huge thankies to my fabulous model, baxter… without whom, these pics may be a little less colorful.

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no more cabin fever…

I don’t wanna bug, but today has been a fanfreakingtastic day. so many things happened and they all had me smiling… how often does that happen after one hour, let me repeat that, one hour of schleep…?

well, I suppose I better start at the beginning.

this morning, shortly after john got home, we were sitting in the living room catching up. I like to sit in the recliner indian style with mah bebe in between my legs on my lap. we talked and talked… (he had some drama at work last night…) and boogie butt started to fuss, so I lifted him up to pat him on the back… and then I felt something warm and thick… yep, folks my bebe shat all over me… mind you, I had just showered. all over my legs (3/4 pants, what?), my hands and my shirt… part of me wondered, how long had that been there? I didn’t notice it come out… that’s neither here nor there… I suppose the point of this story is I laughed my frickin’ tail off… it was highly hilarious. gross, yes… but hilarious.

once I was re-showered and dressed, we decided it was time to take little man out for the first (well, sorta. lots of peed visits)… outing. we decided to take him to babies r us to pick up some (gasp!) formuala… it was so fun. he was sleeping the whole time and it was nice to hang out with the hubs away from the house… and all of its distractions… we always have had so much fun together. so his first outing was a success. since he was a preemie, I think he looks days old instead of a almost five weeks. I’m sure peeps were glaring and thinking I was nuts for bringing him out… but we have to start taking him out at some point, right? plus, I’ve never been so happy to push a stroller…

when we returned home, unfortunately it was time for john to hit the hay. so I decided it was time for baxter, grayson, and I to take a walk around the neighborhood. it was the first time we’d gone by ourselves and it was delightful. it was very freeing to put grayson back in his carseat and take him… by myself. plus, it was the first day I realized I don’t need to be locked up in the house all of the time… it’s not good for my psyche… probably not good for anyone… so, I’m happy to have gotten out. now the rain seems to be on its way, so I’m going to try and get out as much as humanly possible. it’s going to be a long winter, I’m sure.

I walked in the house and decided I wanted to cook tonight. one of the biggest issues I had in my pregnancy was puking. I mean 24/7 puking… once on zofran (thankthelordjesus for the person who invented this wonder drug)… I was only puking a couple of times a day and I could function again… but I still couldn’t cook because the smells would get my stomach churning… and touching meat? forget it. disgusting. so of course, the obvious choice of meals was meatloaf. putting my hands in that loaf mixing it up was amazing. starting to feel like pre-pregnancy sara, just with an adorable kiddo in tow. plus, john had been begging for meatloaf for a while… so it seemed only natural. and I hadn’t lost my touch, it was delish.

so all in all, perfect day. I’ve been needing one of these for a while…

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veteran’s day.

normally, I would write about something that happened today or something that was going on with my little family… but in the spirit of veteran’s day, I’ve got something else on my mind.

I’m happy we have veteran’s day. I think it’s important to take time to consider what they’re willing to give for our country. my hubs spent six years in the military… and let me tell you I’m so grateful for people like him because there are also people like me, who could not do it.

on the other hand, they def deserve more than one day. just my opinion…

so, I hope everyone out there is taking a minute today to think about our amazing men and women who kick butt and take names for us… without them, I may not be sitting here with my bebe on my chest and dog on my lap typing this random post…

my fav vet. the love of my life.

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one month of life. in pictures.

I cannot believe my bebe is a month old. crazy.

new bebe on the block.

first bath.

first cuddle with grandma j.

first nap in his crib.

first chucks.

first photo shoot.

first walk.

napping with daddy.

mama’s fav photo.

sweet bebe.

mama loves you, grayson.

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hello, bebe…

it’s crazy how much this whole motherhood thing changes you. seemingly, overnight. people tell you before your baby comes that he/she will change everything… and you think, “ha. whatever.” but seriously, it does.

for instance, yesterday I went to lunch with one of my favorite friends in the world, shellybellyfelly. I have not seen her in about six weeks. I was giddy to go… once I got there I couldn’t even focus. all I could think about was grayson. was he ok? did they need me? did they remember to give him the gas drops? and the list goes on… I still enjoyed seeing my friend and I would kill to be able to hang out with her more… and not worry about my little man the whole time… they say it gets better… who are “they” again? I wouldn’t mind fact checking a bit… har har.

also, it’s amazing how much one can get done on four hours of sleep. in. a. row. I will def be happy when my little boogie butt starts sleeping longer. 3 hours is about his max at a stretch right now and honestly, he’s kicking my pooper.

when we first brought him home, I had a serious case of the baby blues. well, I don’t have anything to compare it to, but it was not fun… I know that. when he was first born I felt really guilty about the fact that he came early. like really effing guilty. I thought there had to be something I could have done to keep him in… and people kept telling me, “it was just his time to come…” or “he was ready…” all I thought when I heard these things was, no – he wasn’t ready. he had to be on a friggin’ breathing machine. but I digress.

I was still functioning. I was getting up to feed him and change him. and I smiled trying to find what I was supposed to feel. I kept looking at this little person wondering, “is this it? is this all I’m going to feel?” I faked it though. I kept him near me as much as possible, trying to force myself out of the cloud… and I wouldn’t tell my hubs or mom what was going on. I wanted them to think I was good at this. that I was handling everything like a supastar. but every time someone else took him, i.e. my mom or john… I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry… and I did. over and over. but I hid all of this… and looking back, I wish I hadn’t. I’m lucky to have a ridonkulously patient and understanding husband that luffs the crud outta me… and my mom, though our relationship has been rather bumpy at times, I think she would have understood… and they could have helped me have a little validation… which I think may have been… well, comforting.

luckily, it didn’t last long. something strange pulled me out of it. he started to have blood in his poop. I freaked out and called the peed. I ended up taking him in that day (he was a week old) while my hubs slept (he works the night shift)… and I found that needing to take care of him and make sure he was ok helped me finally connect with him. plus, I had to take care of me too… finally realizing that john was going to be working a lot… and it was just going to be me and little man. and that he was going to need me. clear-headed me. end of story.

and that’s all it took. I’m smitten. (oh, and p.s. he’s fine now. he’s got a sensitivity to cow’s milk protein and I have to stay away from dairy… and the formula (gasp!) we supplement him with can’t have it in it either. code word, outrageously expensive)… but he’s totally worth it. and I’ll touch on the whole breastfeeding game later. I can’t deal with that now. I’m too pooped to poop… and the night has just begun. lucky meh.

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