Life is getting away from me

I'm so overwhelmed with how fast this year has gone. It's already November and I'm just floored, what did we do this year? It's been insane. And the truth is we've done SO much.  I'm hoping 2012 will be a quieter year, especially now that we are home, and can visit family more regularly.  We only have one trip planned next year and its for a friends wedding. Otherwise everything should be local. I'm starting a little early reflecting back on 2011 and I have a feeling I'll spend the last few months of it just trying to catch my breath.  Life is moving forward whether I want it to or not.

OJ recently turned herself into a fairy and has yet to convert back. She gets increasingly more distressed every time we get in the car and I tell her they have to come off to put her seat belt on.

The weather has been amazing, either sunny and comfortable or pouring rain (which leads to puddles). Our new backyard is AMAZING. It's completely unlevel but also flat, which means there are LOTS of places to jump in water. Our old backyard slanted downhill, you couldn't even put lawn chairs back there. let alone our grill or fire pit etc etc. I'm fairly certain a night around our fire pit is planned for this weekend. It might be our last chance before cold weather is upon us.

And then this happened.  I'm seriously just an amazing story teller.  I know...I hear it all the time.

Have I mentioned this guy. He's  9 months old and in the last 3 weeks....FOUR teeth.  So you know, that was pleasant. He's standing on his own, without holding on to things...because he's insane. He's growing so fast, I dont remember OJ growing this fast. Maybe I could tether him to the ground and he'll grow slower?


Cuteness:

 Ridiculousness:

Gah annoying cuteness:

OJ had no interest in being seen in her Snow White costume but she has insisted on wearing it almost every day since Halloween so maybe if I EVER update this blog again you'll see that.

On that note, I'm going to shower for the first time in 36 hours...I.AM.SO.EXCITED. I lead a very exciting life.

Peace out dudes.

Yes Dudes......welcome to 1991.

We've been busy...

So WOW...

Where do I even begin.  We're moving to Cleveland in 6-8 weeks, 3D just rolled back to front for the first time today, Dave learned how to make AMAZING Iced coffee from The Pioneer Woman.  OJ is her normal fabulous self and I'm pretty much one step away from a stint in rehab, but you wouldn't know it because I have this unnatural calm going on about all the excitement.

I can't even comprehend all the crazy going on, but it seems like everyone is handling it rather well, which is actually probably because of me...not to say I'm the driving force behind the mellow chill feel but because I'm not freakin out therefore my mood isn't affecting others.

My house is covered in boxes, full boxes empty boxes boxes with one thing in them...boxes with 47 small things in them.  Its fun.  I'm pretty overwhelmed with how underwhelmed I am.  If I could be whelmed I woud be...sadly that is not a word, just a state of existence in Lindsoland.

It probably doesn't help that my job got REALLY busy in the past 3 weeks on top of everything else going on. Thankfully there is a scheduled end date on that crazy...the house has no scheduled end date.  Which is like me standing on the edge of a cliff with my eyes closed thinking 'wont this be fun if I just jump.'

In all honesty I've got a great deal of faith and hope pulling me through all of this.  It's so exciting and I'm trying to keep focused on that.  I'm quitting my job in 5 weeks.  ME...I haven't been unemployed....well...ever.  I'm quitting my job.  While I feel like embracing my SAHM-ness I will be doing something part time to stave off the crazy.  But still...I'M QUITTING MY FULL TIME JOB. Giant leap of faith on that one...ekks.

Did I mention the house in Cleveland is getting remodeled, restructured and added on to.  Thats not stressful right?  Did I also mention my mother-in-law is handling most of that.  Now I have to say, short of 1-2 'wanna pull my hair out moments' we've been working really well together.  (I wonder if she'd say the same about me.....lol) We've been on the same page design and structurally the whole time.

I'm very much trying to just 'living in the moment' which is working out pretty okay for me.  I'm hoping to go home (to Cleveland) in a few weeks to check out all the amazing house progress in person.  Hopefully we won't let OJ fall in the giant hole in the backyard, my assumption is though at the rate things are going...there won't be a giant hole there...which is REALLY exciting.

I'll leave you with this...my giant hole.  (I really hope my sister-in-law gets a chance to read up on my giant hole..............)

I'm a blogjerk

A lot has happened in the last month and I've been crazy wicked busy. I didn't mean to neglect you dear blog, but heck things happen.

We signed OJ up for TaeKwondo and soccer.  She LOVES both of them.  She kicks and says "Hi-Yah!" which is frankly just adorable.  Yesterday after TaeKwondo she was SO excited to tell me about it all, I wish I had gotten it on video she was jumping up and down and rolling on the floor and touching her toes and talking a mile a minute.  I think maybe....she is my child.  

I've had at least one doctors appointment a week for something or someone.  3D had a WICKED cough and it turned into bronchitis and then a double ear infection.  I've had a few follow ups after pregnancy/delivery.  OJ had her 3 YEAR check up.  This week we have dentists and eye doctors.  Apparently we all needed tune ups!

We had both sets of grandparents in town, OJ's birthday, Easter, multiple construction of children's toys projects....In the next 22 days, we have 13 practices, appointments, meetings outside of our regular jobs/sitters etc.  I need a flow chart.

So other than being slightly mundanely busy.  Wow I didn't think mundanely was a word.  Odd. Anyway, we've got a lot going on but mostly just keeping up with our day to day stuff is kicking our butts.  We've spent a great deal of time trying to carve out family meal times.  This week we basically get to eat together 2 times, which is a bit ridiculous, one of those times we had 20 minutes total.  I'm looking forward to a slower more relaxing summer...maybe it will involve lawn furniture this year.  That would be lovely. Perhaps....a nice shade tree or an umbrella.  Stupendous.

I'm starring at a picture of 3D when he was 4 days old: 

and all I can think is OMG HOW BIG IS THAT PACIFIER.  He's just so freakin squishy and cute!

Look at  him now!  I DIE. (3.5 months old)

Just to update you on the rest of our happenings over here: 

Easter Egg Hunting...

and...

blurry egg frenzy.

The awkward family shot.

The most freakin adorable Dave's I know.  

And then we had OJ's 3rd Birthday!

Grandma got her a Mega Blocks Dora set....note the HUGE gift next to her...clearly Dora trumps all.  She wouldn't open more gifts.  Goofy.

3 years old must be the BEST YEAR EVER TO BLOW OUT CANDLES.  Or so I've been told. 

Digital camera...just like Mommys....dang it mines not pink!

Relaxing and enjoying wine...nom nom nom...look NO KIDS. 

Okay hopefully I'll update more soon.  That would be swell and super and stupendous! 

bye.

4ever.

jk.

3D's Room

I tried to post this 3-4 times but for some reason the pictures weren't posting.

Here's my little guys room.

I'm sort of an initial and monogram freak.  I painted these lightweight cardboard letters royal blue and they turned out great.  They fell off the wall about 7 times before I got them mounted up there securely.  I'm always worried about our hanging skills so I'm nervous to hang things over beds or in places that could fall on an unsuspecting child.  These were perfect though because if they did fall they wouldn't hurt a fly.  Well maybe a fly but certainly not a Baby Dave.

3D's bedding is from Pottery Barn. No one I show it to is particularly in love with it but I don't really care.  The primary colors and bold letters on the bumper keep my 2 month old occupied for nice short periods of time and he seems to really enjoy them.  Also his quilt is alphabet and pictures.  R clearly stands for rocket.  Which brings me to:

My...errr 3D's growing rocket collection.  It's expanded exponentially since I took this photo.  Bib from Gap, Boppy is Dwell Studio, Rocket Rattle is from Nordstrom (who knew?) and the red Nightlight is from Land of Nod.  I really like arbitrary capitalization, thanks for asking.  

This little hippo friend is pretty cool.  Back in the day....way back in the day, when my mom was pregnant with me she didn't know if she was having a boy or a girl and she worked on this hippo for artwork for my bedroom.  She never ended up using it but kept it protected and stored away properly and pulled it out for me to use.  It happened to match the room perfectly and I love its vintagEness.  Also NO I didn't edit the photo and its crooked...I'm sleepy leave me alone!

This chair my fabulous AD made for me/us when OJ was born.  It happens to match 3D's room pretty well so it got relocated when OJ started collecting stuffed animals, toys, & clothes at an alarming rate.  The poor chair got an eviction notice.  Also...why does everyone go by initials in my family?

The blanket in the changing table also is a hand me down that just happened to perfectly match 3D's room.  When I was a little girl, my grandmother knit blankets for all of the grandkids and if you were a girl she would often make your babydolls blankets as well.  My 'baby' blanket is in OJ's room which hopefully I'll post pictures of soon, and this blanket in 3D's room is just a little baby doll blanket that my grandma made out of scrapes but its perfect and just the right size for a little snuggle blanket.

2 months and random updates mostly for my own benefit.

Baby Dave turned 2 months old yesterday, we hit the doctors office hard today...knocked back a drink and a few shots (aka vaccinations).  My little guy is 10 lbs 13 oz and 23 1/2 inches long.  He started out at 8lbs 10 oz and 21 inches long....so hes growing..which is exciting....and normal...

Last weekend he met his grandparents and the three DRJ's were together for the first time.  Please note the family resemblance...it's a bit obnoxious.  3D spent the whole weekend talking to his grandparents...catching them up on what they'd missed in the past few weeks of his life.

OJ is still LOVING her little brother...she's a little over helpful which I don't really mind at all.  She's the first to jump up and help if we need anything.  Every morning she comes down stairs kisses him on the head and says "He's soooooo cute!"

We went to visit our amazing and perfect babysitter today, she wouldn't put 3D down...OJ cried because she thought we were leaving her there.  A sneak peak into 2 weeks I suppose.  I go back to work soon.  WAY too soon. I have something to look forward to pretty much everyday between now and when I go back to work, it's helping me not be mopey and moody about going back to work.  It's harder this time in a lot of ways and easier too.  Harder because there are two of them and OJ likes to flip out when I leave her anywhere.  Easier because I know how this goes and hopefully I won't be as emotional as I was when I went back to work after OJ was born. Although just typing that is getting me a little teary.  BOOOO.  We love our sitter so that makes it easier too.  She treats all the kids she watches like they are the other ones there, I don't know how she does it.

For my benefit and OJ's we've been going to the YMCA 3-4 days a week.  She and 3D stay in the childcare area and I go and work out.  I gained 2x as much weight with 3D as I did with OJ so I have a lot of work to do.  I've got some serious motivation this time though.  First, I don't have a lot of alone time between my schedule and Daves so 2 free hours of childcare that I can use to give myself time to work out, shower, focus on myself, listen to my own music...well it's well worth the monthly membership fees.  Second, we have three weddings this summer in Ohio, Punta Cana and Vegas.  I don't have unrealistic goals but I am REALLY hoping to be in better shape for them.  I want to enjoy them and feel good about myself and that means I need to get back into shape and maintain a more active lifestyle.  I'm not the girl that wants to be in shape to look good, I'm only a little vain in that area; I want to be healthier and I want my kids to see that I take time to take care of myself.  I'm hoping I can maintain my schedule once I'm back at work.  If I can get to the gym 3 times a week thats acceptable, but I'm pushing for 4-5.

As I type this my body is SORE from overdoing it a bit yesterday.  I'm taking today off, between all the errands and doctors appointments we had today I needed a bit of a break.  Dave and I are both feeling a bit under the weather. Considering the weather is about to get cold for the next 7 days I need to kick this in the butt before the constant temperature changes make us both crazy sick.

This is clearly turning into another random ramble but I suppose thats what you get.

I'm off to stretch and take some meds...I need to be prepared for our big night tonight.  Dave is planning on playing video games and I plan to curl up next to him and force him to snuggle with me and talk about his feelings while hes got his xbox microphone on....

I'll leave you with this:


I feel like I should edit that with a 1970's tint, not sure why I feel so strongly about this photo but it's just so sweet and innocent to me....needs some vintage feel.

Peace out.....ouch...my calf muscles hurt!

More of our family photos!

Just a few more of my favorites from Karin. It seems all I have time for recently is posting pictures...but heck...I'm going to just put it out there...my kids are cute I don't mind looking at them.   

This is probably going to be one of those rambling posts....

Lets be honest...it's my calling in life to just ramble on.

I haven't had the chance to type with two hands much in the last month so if I wasn't posting a quick photo...I haven't been able to say too much....I've got a bunch of half written thoughts all over the internet at this point....

Currently Baby Dave is being held by Daddy Dave...Earlier he took almost a FIVE hour nap.  We've been having some weight issues and some formula fussiness issues so he's had to be woken up to eat and today...well I just said FORGET THE RULES....and let the little guy sleep...but it's not like I've had the opportunity to be uninterrupted for 5 hours unless I was sleeping anyway...even though he's not a huge fan of chuggin the bottle...he still likes to be awake with us.

He is an amazing baby.  OJ was a really easy breezy baby...she was totally easy and great...Baby Dave is like 10x easier...well maybe 2-3x easier but still...he's making me think about having 9-10 children...I want to be Queen Victoria or one of the Duggars....WOW who thought those would ever be in the same thought/sentence.  Anyway, he's got this very peaceful disposition.  He just seems to enjoy being with us.  OJ LOVES HIM.  She, I believe was put on this earth to be a big sister.  She just 'gets it' she gives him gentle kisses and holds his hand during diaper changes.  She dotes on him every chance she gets.  She regularly tells me "hes soooooooo cute" and then giggles uncontrollably.

I, never having biological siblings, and while having wonderful step-brothers never really had 'normal' sibling relationships didn't know what to expect with siblings.  I realize I'm only a month into this, but I expected to deal with jealousy and for the Bebes to compete for our attention.  While that does happen it's nothing near what I had mentally prepared for.  She doesn't seem to mind that 3D needs a lot of our attention, she just wants to help and be a 'big sister soccer player.' She has her moments but overall she's been amazing as well.  I'm overjoyed that at this point, our little family of four seems to be getting along rather well.

The only problem we've had with 3D thus far is that in the beginning he wasn't a huge fan of eating and gaining weight, he was more interested in sleeping.  HE IS SOOO MY CHILD.  We had to start waking him up more often to eat.  I wasn't producing enough so we started supplementing with formula, he then decided he didn't like the formula.  He's not allergic to lactose but he's sensitive to it.  So now we are trying lactose free formula.  We are about 30 hours into it, and things are looking up...remember FIVE hours of sleep....crazy little guy.  I'm giving it about 15-20 more hours before I call this a success....we shall see.

 In other news, I'm leaving the house tomorrow...alone.  I'm excited.  I see coffee or a frosty in my future.

Dave and I are both doing well.  We are on a whole new level of marital awesome over here.  After the Bebes was born we struggled to be an awesome couple. This time around has been absolutely perfect.  We are both trying so hard to work as a team and take care of each other.  He went back to work this week after 3 weeks at home with us.  I miss him terribly.  I struggle to use the word 'help' I could rant for hours about how I feel with husbands who 'help' their wives with housework and child raising...OMG the raging feminist in me comes out.  BUT Dave has been more than an equal partner taking care of me through 2 weeks bedrest, an ER visit, a case of mastitis, 102.6 fever...it's been a crazy 4-6 weeks and I'm beyond grateful to have him....he also cooks....be jealous.

On that note, I've been less sarcastic than normal and my glass of wine is just about empty.  I think its time I get some sleep.  We have the next two days off as a family and I want to be as rested as possible.  Can I cross my fingers and pray that this 4-5 hours of sleep stretches are a new trend and that Dave and I might start getting a bit of sleep here and there...maybe at the same time.  Currently we spend about 45 minutes in the same bed every night.  At least we don't have to share covers?  I do like sleeping in the middle of the bed...not going to sugar coat that fact.

Hope you all have a lovely evening, weekend? weekend is coming right?  What day is this?

Goooooood Morning Vietnam.

Project:

The other day....Dave and I got ambitious and started a project.  While we worked on the project the Bebes did this:

Baby Dave did this:

We did this:

Other than a few small baskets and a shoe rack, OOOH and a pile of pants I wouldn't let myself try on or get rid of for a few more weeks till I can legitimately give them a yes/no/wtf....our closet STILL looks this cleaned out, I have NO clothes and we donated so much to Goodwill today, the man brought out a blue bin on wheels to help us remove the bags from our vehicle.  

Thankfully we did find our bed again, and the ladder is still in the middle of our bedroom but thats from a roof leaking issue that is still under investigation....by your mom.

I'm not letting myself go shopping till I fit back into my pre-pregnancy jeans.  So thats what like next week right?  RIGHT?  

I miss zippers.......I don't however miss my ugly wardrobe, I got rid of some dumb looking clothes.  

Previews....BABY TOES

The fabulous Karin has again taken some wonderful pictures of our

family. More to come soon....after I go to bed...right now...zzzzz

Picture update, and letting you all know I've showered.

I had planned to be chatty and write an extensive post...but Dave is watching some Geek on the computer downstairs and I crawled into bed to rest a bit...and heck...I don't really want to talk to you people now.  I want to close my eyes...mmmmm rest.  

So heres a few pictures from the last week we've been home, apparently I'm not in any of them?  This little guy has been a dream baby and I'm loving almost every minute of this second child.  (except the minutes that I don't get to shower.  BUT heeeey I'm totally showered and clean right now so lets just go to my happy place!)

Enjoy! Maybe the next time I have two hands to myself, no toddler and I'm showered...I'll check back in.  

2 MOOOORE DAYS!

I've been in countdown mode for some time.  I know I said I'd post pictures...maybe I just said it in my head, who knows.  Anyway our plan for the evening is to get everything put away where it belongs so maybe tomorrow morning I can finally get some pictures of the babies room without all of my daughters 'play' stuff everywhere.  She's been putting her babies to sleep in there for about a month.  Only time will tell if this was a brilliant way to introduce a sibling to her or the worst idea ever.

We finished painting her room in the last week or so, and by we of course I mean Dave.  He also painted the 2nd bathroom which means officially the only room(s) in our house that have not been updated since we moved in is our bedroom/bathroom.  Our bedroom is still that sexy mauve/lavender combo.  I know everyday Dave wakes up feeling like man.  It's just so gender neutral in there I swear.  Anyway her room is now this very pretty shade of blue.  It's mid-decor phase right now but I'm also hoping to get some shots of her room soon as well.  She might be getting a new bed and I don't want to finish hanging all her wall decor and accessories till we've made a decision on her bed.

Apparently I'm not going to actually talk about giving birth in two days?  I'm just going to talk about home remodeling?  How very deep of me? haha

Lets see if I can get back on topic.

I went yesterday to get my hair done, my eyebrows a prettied up and a mani/pedi.  (this is me getting back on topic I SWEAR).  When I was pregnant with the bebes my girlfriend and I had plans for pedicures and just an afternoon of relaxing...and then my body decided 38 weeks was just about enough...and it was time to have a baby instead.  My hair wasn't washed...my toes...not painted...deep....aka shallow sadness all around lol.  You know...all those important things in life.  This time around....again I wasn't so sure I was going to get to keep my appointment.  About 2 weeks ago my blood pressure went through the roof and we were all a little concerned about preeclampsia or hypertension etc etc...so I was put on 'stay at home and chill out' bedrest.  Not the SUPER serious bedrest but the don't freak yourself out...and make your husband fold the laundry kind of bedrest.  My BP kept teetering back and forth over the past two weeks but we ended on a high dangerous note so it's a good thing I have this whole 'scheduled c-section' thing going on this Tuesday.  Thankfully I also got to keep my 5 hour long spa-ish appointment.  I'm officially a blonde which is NOT what I asked for, but I'm assuming I can just edit all the photos taken of me into B&W and then no one will see the crazy dye job my hair went through this weekend.  OR we can just take pictures of my nails and toe nails...they look great.

So I'm ready this time around.  With the Bebes we had a really crazy 'go to the hospital right now' moment and Dave wasn't with me.  Nothing was ready, and I had a very dear 'male' friend going through my underwear drawer packing my hospital bag.  This time...no one needs to go through my underwear drawer and that right there lowers my BP by 10 points haha.

I'm almost ready for Dave's birthday which is the day AFTER we get home from the hospital and my parents anniversary is next week and we have pictures scheduled with super awesome Karin.  Because I don't need to over plan anything you know 5 seconds after coming home from the hospital?  That would be silly. Another good friend is coming up for the day of delivery to spend it at home with the Bebes before she heads to the hospital to meet her new little brother.  She's been running around for a week telling everyone she's a "big sister soccer player" which is obnoxiously adorable.  I wish she would stop being so cute.  I'm just glad she's covered and she will not feel ignored at all this upcoming week with all the people here to pay attention just to her.  My parents will be here tomorrow.  My mom has promised lots of good food.  PHEW.  That woman can cook mmmmmm

Phew...theres a lot going on.  I did just FINALLY find the entryway to our house again.  It was buried in laundry.  I'm a big 'just throw it on the floor in the right pile and it will make it to the washer' person, but in the last month or so getting down repeatedly to the floor is hard so we've been throwing our laundry on the entryway bench so I can reach it.  I just found the bench.  It's just as pretty as I remember it.

Anyway I have a toddler begging for some lunch and heck...I'm not too exciting...just waiting to met the newest little person whos going to demand my attention and make me have those stupid mushy moments I hate!  Stupid emotions....they are sooooo overrated.  Will update soon with pictures...either of a baby or a babys room or well who knows.  I promise no boob shots...I can't bring myself to do it!

Ta Ta for now! haha (tata's didn't plan that one)

Wow If I was on Drugs I would be Sellin them on the Black Market

I'm sitting right now....in my bedroom with its ugly mauve walls and its faded purple curtains (not my choices....thanks previous owners).  I'm sitting on my quilt I bought in college its also purple and pink...it matches the room...I hold my head in shame.  Next to me on my bedside table is a stack of papers for swim classes and dance classes that I want to register the goobs for....and a porcelain tea set, the green cup is chipped, but thankfully Dave fixed that last week!  There are LOADS of laundry sitting in baskets in the corner of my room and I can't currently turn the tv on because theres a bunch of the bebes stuff blocking the censor.  My room has been taken over by everything and everyone.

I remember babysitting in middle school and high school and I'd imagine if I did the math correctly that the people whose kids we were watching were probably my age.  I remember being in their bedrooms and thinking wow they don't really keep this very cleaned up.  Theres lots of clean laundry here and there and why is there kids stuff in the room...etc etc.  In contrast I remember growing up and even to this day, my mom/my parents room has always been 'theres' I'm sure my stuff snuck in when I was really young and I just don't remember it but my mom has always had what I remember to be a strict separation of space.  This does not exist in my world.  I'm still sorting out my feelings on this one.

...On one hand, when I wake up in the middle of the night for my 9 month pregnancy 45th pee break...and I accidentally hit the piles of papers and they fly all over the floor, I'll probably be rather annoyed.  But at 7:30 or earlier....ekks...when my daughter comes in and I have a ceramic tea cup shoved in my face and I'm asked if I want keeeam in my tea...I'll find this all rather endearing.

Yesterday at my 37 week appointment my blood pressure spiked a bit and my doctor has put me on lite bedrest.  At least for this week.  So today, I got to stay home and stair at all the dirt in my house, while playing with my daughter and enjoying NOT being at work.  I'm not feeling 100% but heck I'm probably just psyching myself out.  Dave took the news of my impending possible bedrest/child is coming asap.....news...in a classic Dave way: he started and completed major painting projects.  The kid(s) bathroom is now painted the coolest shade of burnt crimson redishness ever.  And the bebes room is painted a very cool ashy blue.  I'm desperately in love with both rooms.  I think only in his mind does adding to the chaos not help manage the chaos actually equate to him being helpful...but heck I'm just jazzed the projects are done.

Tomorrow I'm going to either lay in bed all day till my follow up appointment OR.... vacuum.  We'll see what state my house is in and what state my well you know....reproductive baby making systems are in...sometime in the afternoon.  Part of me wants this baby to be here this weekend.  The 15th sounds like a lovely birthday doesn't it?  Part of me is VERY okay waiting till the 25th for his scheduled and wonderfully planned arrival.  Now that I'm at home relaxing I'm not so much "get this baby out of me" as I am "oh this is going to be fun, bring on the family of 4!"

I think I had a point when I started writing this...I wonder if it's lost.

Oh okay...home improvements....here we go...back on topic...OVERWHELMINGLY EXCITING...I know I know.

So I have these very sexy mauve walls right...and faded lavender curtains.  I totally misrepresented the ugliness of these curtains by calling them purple up there.  They are pastel fabulous lavender.  In fact everything in our house was a shade of an Easter egg when we moved in.  Our room is the last room left.  You know they always say when you have kids, its all about them.  You do everything for them and you don't spend the time and energy on yourselves anymore.  I guess my point was that as I look around my master bedroom I would imagine an outsider would totally say thats whats happening here.  I'm sure to some extent it's true, in our case we've just been slowly moving around the house.  Also Dave hasn't had much of an opinion on the kids rooms.  Where as our room we can't decide exactly what we want.  I choose a different bedding once a week and Dave hates color....he REALLY does.

ALSO....its not like my 2 1/2 year old daughter and my due any moment son have the slightest idea or even CARE about their rooms.  I on the other hand LOVE their rooms.  They are everything I'd hoped for when creating cute living spaces for small people.  Except that Dave vetoed the little chandelier in the Bebes room...gah...no imagination! Anyway can't I just live vicariously through my children and their very cute rooms and have it be about me and not them?  I'm going to go with YES.

I'm hoping to post pictures soon.  BUT Baby J is set to make his appearance anytime between 1-12 days so we'll see what actually gets done.  Maybe if you're all lucky I'll post a picture of my master bedroom.  My bedside table is a busted up old wooden box from the 1940's in a way thats totally cool and completely un-functional.  It's also barely visible under all the junk..so....not cool.  Dave has a low end 3 drawer dresser from Ikea as his bedside stand...much more functional...much less cool.

Wowzers its midnight...lets update that Baby J could be here TODAY...or sometime in the next 11 days.  Thats exciting!

Anyway I'm thinking I am not editing anything I wrote cause I think the wackado nonsensical rambling will be a good time capsule of 9 mo pregnant lindso and how clearly she's SOOO totally in her right mind.

I switched into 3rd person there didn't I.  "OMG" goodnight.

Also Dave just removed a cabbage patch doll from our bed. Apparently he doesn't like sleeping with "ladies."

xoxo
lindso

My weekend...lacking in documentation.

I had a great weekend, did nothing Labor Dayish...Didn't wear white to usher out the changing of the seasons. Didn't celebrate anyone laboring.  I did see a movie which I never do.  Hung out with some friends which I never do.  Ate nachos...which I don't do as often as I say I want to...but heck lets be honest, I do a lot.

We went to Costco, to pick up supplies aka we love Costco and use it as an excuse to shop for whatever...whenever...it's lovely.  We got some Coke Zero.  The Coke Zero cans were PROMOTING THAT STUPID SCHOOL THAT DAVE AND I DISLIKE A LOT.  I wont sully this blog with it's name.  Anyway I was trying to get Dave to be 'shocked and offended' instead he couldn't stop laughing. I'd like to think I'm really funny but he tells me all the time that in fact I am not.  

The Goobs has decided my old phone cover is ACTUALLY a real cell phone and it needs to be charged.  She did this ALL weekend long. She would unplug our phones....to plug hers in. Clearly this is a good use of our electricity.  

My child...NEVER wants to be photographed.  This picture she BEGGED me to take.  Mommy picture now peas.  It's poorly lit and she's eating only white food? BUT SHES SMILING???  I didn't know this day would come.  I would imagine when #2 gets here and our child will kick in on the jealousy and I'll get tons of pictures of her while I'm trying to take pictures of a newborn.  Either way lets hope this change is for good.  I feel like I've barely documented the last few months of her life.  

I have FINALLY set up my ultrasound I'm 19 weeks right now and my appointment isn't until the 21st.  Lets not even talk about how hard its going to be for me to wait that long.  It was originally scheduled for the 13th...aka A FEW DAYS FROM NOW...and of course now I have to wait two weeks.  My life...is so hard...you have no idea.  I'm the queen of the ... today aren't I? 

In other pregnancy related news, I feel like I'm finally starting to balance out a bit.  Although every part of me hurts.  I don't remember it being like this the first time around, but my whole body aches.  Every morning I wake up and all I "want" to do is grab some Starbucks and a few Tylenol which I abstain from most of the time.  I learned from the Chicago Tribune that diet soda is the devil so I've almost completely stopped drinking Diet Coke which come on...was a good choice anyway.  I'm eating more healthy and much less healthy this time around.  There is no balance. It's awkward at best.  I do think my water consumption is pretty impressive but I'm not sure if it balances out my need for M&M's.  

I think its about time to end my rambling and let Narcoleptic Lindso take over......(this is where I make a corny "zzzzz" noise...just go with it).

goodbye.

Where I rant and then throw in some cuteness to make up for it.

So let me start out by saying...I had one of those REALLY annoying cute weekends.  I went on a date with my husband which I promise...we never do.  I hate when people exaggerate and they are like...we never see each other we don't do things together and then all you hear about is how Angelina Jolie has no privacy...except she can manage to make it to 2-3 premieres a week and has appropriate outfits for those premiers and has what 6 children...lady..YOU...have a nanny...I do not.

Anyway I'm so fabulous when I'm off topic aren't I?  So we went on a date...and we went to the fancy theaters that have the super crazy lazy boy seats and they bring you blankets and amazing gourmet food.  I had these little spinach and artichoke cheese deep fried balls of goodness...and man...I forgot I was even on a date with Dave...

Dave's friend watched the goobs for us Friday night.  He asked that she be fed and in pj's before we left because his skill set really lies in building massive towers out of alphabet blocks and watching them be destroyed by a 2 year old.  

Saturday...was the magically day though...Saturday...my child let Dave and I stay in our bedroom...undisturbed till 9:15...NINE FREAKIN FIFTEEN....It was almost like we had a teenager who didn't want to hang out with us...she played in her room for almost 3 hours and left us alone.  Now...you can only imagine what we did with that free time...and you'd be totally wrong..because Dave went back to sleep and I tried to concentrate on a book over his snoring...we are SOOOO ROMANTIC...

The rest of the day was spent in true Lindso OCD style....we got the 3rd bedroom straightened up and in organized chaos...there is now a crib and a changing table...and a huge bookshelf full of junk..but it's one step closer to choosing a paint color and being done with all that craziness.  I know I know...I'm like what 5 minutes pregnant (thanks Mary) but really...we find out what we are having in September...and then its football season..and then the holidays and I promise you...I will NOT be pleasant if I have to smell paint fumes in January with no ventilation...and have to take down Christmas decorations 9 months pregnant...PROMISE.  So I may seem OCD but I'm truly defending this mentality...and telling everyone to lovingly shove it! xoxo super smiley face...obnoxiousness.

Sunday...I had another bout of OCD and was done with my list of activities before 10am....which was awesome...but I was left without a vehicle that housed a car seat so I was unable to free myself from the confines of my home...to forage for nachos...

Lets talk about this for a bit...apparently all I want are nachos...not just any nachos...I don't want to make them from scratch I don't want them as an appetizers at a chain restaurant.  I do not want them from an authentic Mexican hole in the wall fabulous restaurant...no no...I want them from Moe's.  I've now eaten at Moe's a total of 3 times...maybe...maybe only 2?  I don't know...what I do know is that their nachos are heaven on a platter...a plastic platter with a sheet of parchment paper covered in queso...did you hear me NACHOS...oh dear lord...why am I squeezing this into a rant post...these nachos deserve their own pretty bold post dedicated to their fantabulousness.  We went to Moe's last week...and Dave got the nachos...I didn't know about them before this point...I made Dave take me again on Saturday...and then I could barely last 24 hours and I needed them again.  I'm not sure what we are having for dinner but CLEARLY you know what my suggestion will be.  NOM NOM NOM

Okay so I need to get off that topic it's clearly making me wish Moe's was near by...siiiigh

Heres were I usually abruptly end and loose focus and move on to other things...like um...nachos...oooh whatever I give up...

I leave you with this....this happened over the weekend and its ANNOYINGLY cute.  It also has ridiculously bad volume so turn those speakers way up...get ready to hear some mediocre music....and sorry if the video is fuzzy...I'm not a vlogger...mostly cause I hate that word but I also just have my iPhone and its great..but it doesn't translate to this space well.

goodbye forevers....

Hi I'm Socially Awkward!

I told my Aunt while she was ordering her drink from the waitress at the restaurant.

I told my coworkers over my threat to abandon them in January.

I told my babysitter in English.  She mainly speaks Spanish.

I told my parents by throwing a new t-shirt at my toddler and making her wear it alerting us all to her new status.

My sister-in-law found out on accident after everyone knew.

I told my pregnant friends that they weren't alone.

I told my neighbor at 4 weeks because she warned me there was something in the water.  I told her she was right.

My mother-in-law told me after I refused a glass of wine.

I told my husband by shoving a stick I peed on in his face...while he was changing a toddlers dirty diaper.

I told him again with another 3 tests, because I didn't want him to think I was lying.

What can I say I have a way with announcements...nothing but class...nothing but clear planned adorable ways of announcing our impending offspring.

I love being this socially awkward.

Here my friends is our newest little person, due to make an appearance on or before February 2nd!

Mushy Cuteness...yes it's annoying.

Feeling a little mushy today...these just about kill me.

And of course...we hate smiling in pictures...