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  • Saturday, April 30, 2005

    New Pictures That Make Me Happy...


    Hubby's first picture as a father... Posted by Hello

    This is the man who I am proud to call my husband and the father of my child (and all future children). He went through hell with me at the hospital when our son was born and for many days thereafter. He is my rock, my best friend, and the love of my life. I don't know what I'd do without him. I am amazed at his natural talents as a father. There's no doubt in my mind that I picked a winner with him.

    Thank you, Sweetie! You are my one and only, forever.

    Jack and Grandma enjoying a moment... Posted by Hello

    This woman is amazing. She thinks of everything (e.g. extra picture frames for my many photos, homemade baked chicken dinners when she knows I won't have time to cook something to eat, fixing the bed just right before I even get there so that he can sleep in it when we're over, etc.). Jack loves his Grandma very much. She can make him happy when Mama can't. They're a great team! Thanks, Mom, for loving this baby sooooo very much! I couldn't be half as good as I am without your help.

    Uncle doesn't want to be on the Internet, so I removed his eyes... Posted by Hello

    It's too cute of a picture, I couldn't resist posting it. Sorry, Uncle! At least I took some of your features off. No one will know it's you! Plus, it's one of the best photos of you and Jack. I couldn't NOT put it in this blog!

    Fifteen Things You Should Try to Remember...

    1. People forget the failures of others quickly.
    2. Experience is lived, not created.
    3. Have more money by having fewer wants.
    4. A good childhood appears to go by quickly.
    5. You can learn a great deal from an opponent.
    6. Stick with your family.
    7. When you are in a hole, stop digging.
    8. Do not negotiate out of fear.
    9. Have a desire to improve things.
    10. Do things that make you smarter.
    11. You have enough.
    12. Some people who enter our lives change it forever.
    13. Kiss slowly.
    14. Good times are better when shared.
    15. Never ask a barber if you need a haircut.

    Are you inspired?

    Friday, April 29, 2005

    Why Do I Remember This Stuff?

    ***An extremely HUGE thank-you to Jack the Baby for sleeping and letting me write today's post, even though it was written one-handed with him in the other arm the whole time. ***

    1. Hawaii has three interstate highways. Think about the meaning of the word "interstate" for a moment. Duh.
    2. Goldilocks was originally named Silver Hair.
    3. Only two books in the Bible are named after women: Ruth and Esther.
    4. The average person spends 30 years mad at another family member.
    5. There are 24 flowers on every Oreo cookie.
    6. Abraham Lincoln and William Shakespeare have no living descendants.
    7. Barbie's last name is Roberts. Ken's last name is Carson.
    8. Big Bird lives at 123 1/2 Sesame Street.
    9. Snapping your fingers is called a fillip.
    10. Egg whites turn pink if you leave them overnight in a copper bowl.
    11. Thomas Edison proposed to his second wife by Morse code.
    12. There are eight time zones in North America.
    13. A dog can't hear the lowest key on a piano.
    14. Forty percent of Americans have never been to the dentist.
    15. One in five people alive today is Chinese.

    Did you learn anything new from this...(other than the fact that I'm a complete nerd...)?

    Keep scrolling down for today's set of pictures...

    A Few of the Many Recent Pictures...


    Napping in the rocker with his Punka... Posted by Hello

    In the middle of a serious giggle... Posted by Hello

    Jack smiling because he likes the reaction he gets from me... Posted by Hello

    Java, my one-and-a-half year old Chocolate Lab who still likes to eat the other Lab's poop... Posted by Hello

    Buddha, my soon-to-be-seven-years-old Chocolate Lab, with a healing bee sting on her left eyelid... Posted by Hello

    Jack takes after the Filipino side of me in this picture... Posted by Hello

    Thursday, April 28, 2005

    I Sometimes Miss Being Pregnant...


    It's hard to believe this was only less than four months ago... Posted by Hello

    You were snuggled up so well inside me. You were warm and safe and you kicked like mad at the same times each day. Now, you're on the outside. There are so many things for you to see and learn. You learn something new each day and it makes me happy and sad all at once. You are growing into a little boy with hopes and dreams. You sweat, you cry, you coo. You have monster poops and you pee rivers. It seems like only yesterday that I was wishing you would come out already. Now I find myself wishing I could put you back in to keep you safe from all the evils in the world.

    I will never forget the look on your Papa's face when he read the pregnancy test. It was sheer delight. He snuck into the bathroom to read it before I had the chance. I knew deep down, call it instinct, that I was going to have you. I even took two tests to make sure it was true. In fact, I knew the moment we conceived you. And I quickly went into Mama Mode. I adored you the whole time you were inside. When you made me feel like hurling, I became intoxicated with joy that I was carrying a real live human being who would have a name and a place in this world. I was born to be your Mama.

    You've discovered your hands and how to put them in your mouth. It keeps you quiet for long moments. You like bright colors now and you enjoy watching my every single move. While you still don't like to sleep without my arms around you, I take comfort in the fact that you will only be this little once in your lifetime. I will only have these special moments with you right now. I don't miss work at all. I'd miss you more if I were there instead of with you. You are my life right now and I feel like my life has only just begun. I don't even remember my life before you and I don't know, for the life of me, how I ever lived without you.

    You make me happy. You make me feel like I'm the most important person in your life. You're attached like glue to me and you've taught me many things like patience, gratitude, and appreciation of the little things in life. You've only been around less than three months, but I feel I've grown into a better person in that short amount of time. I realize that there are so many good things around us if we only stop to look at them sometimes.

    The life I have now cannot compare to the life I'd have without you. You make everything complete and you bring out the very best in me. I hope one day you'll read this and know that the best thing I ever did was bring you into this world. I have an idea that you're going to grow into an amazing person someday and that you'll carry on the love in your heart the way I just have.

    I love you, Jack. You're the love of my life and the man of my dreams.

    Love,
    Mama.

    Wednesday, April 27, 2005


    This Kind of Love is Better Than A Pizza in Chicago... Posted by Hello

    The Reason Life is Sooooo Good Right Now... Posted by Hello

    Fifteen of the Many Ways to Piss Off a New Mom and Suggested Responses If Any of These Happen to You...

    1. Tell her she holds her baby too much. Babies can't possibly need to be held THAT much.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Is that why you're such a bitch?
    2. Tell her she's spoiling her new baby. You really don't want him to get used to you being around. He'll start thinking that you'll always be there for him.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Is that why (name of any of his/her kids) is so fucked up?
    3. Come over without calling first. Everyone knows that a new Mom has nothing but time on her hands to entertain guests.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Answer the door naked with a large double-headed hot pink dildo in your hand. Enough said?
    4. Discourage breastfeeding or doubt its benefits. Convince her that her milk isn't enough.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Tell him/her that your boobs actually work.
    5. Never offer her any relief, not even for a shower or a bite to eat. She has to get used to daily chaos. Plenty of Moms have had no help. Tell her to get used to it.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Bake that person lots of brownies laced with Ex-Lax.
    6. Tell her to expose her baby to germs as soon as possible. The more dirt and germs the baby is exposed to, the less often he'll be sick later.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Tell that person that his/her house if perfect for that purpose.
    7. Suggest that she should be doing housecleaning instead of napping with the baby. With the amount of time a baby sleeps, there should be plenty of time for you to get your house clean.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Call that person in the middle of the night "just to chat" when you're doing your housecleaning.
    8. Doubt her innate ability to read her infant's cues. Crying is crying. It's all the same.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Ask that person if "crying is crying" when you break his/her arm.
    9. "Babysit" by putting the infant in front of the TV. Tell her the colors on the screen fascinate him.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Tell him/her that the baby found the TV to be more interesting than his/her company.
    10. Touch her baby with your dirty hands. Germs are good for him.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Stick your dogshit-laden hand in his/her meal. Remind him/her that germs are good.
    11. Smoke in the same room as her baby. His little lungs won't notice.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Put a dirty bong and an opened bottle of vodka under his/her driver's seat and call the cops when he/she goes to the grocery store.
    12. Don't bring her any meals or offer to make any for her. With all that time on her hands, she should be able to make dinner.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Use same response as #5.
    13. Always call when the baby is sleeping. And don't forget to ask her, "Is he sleeping again?"
    YOUR RESPONSE: Call repeatedly when you know he/she is on the verge of falling asleep for the night.
    14. Tell her the baby needs to get used to a noisy house, even if her house isn't noisy. Tell her to make a lot of noise while he sleeps to get him used to it.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Pay teenagers to sit in front of that person's house playing loud music from their cars at various times of the day.
    15. Tell her that none of YOUR babies ever cried. And use that as an excuse when she asks what to do about it.
    YOUR RESPONSE: Ask that person if he/she was so fucked up on drugs that they didn't notice their own babies crying.

    These may or may not have happened to me. Either way, they are mistakes to avoid in order to keep the new Mom sane. If any of these DO happen to you, respond with the suggested responses at your own risk. Eatmisery is not responsible for any of your actions, only her own.

    Tuesday, April 26, 2005

    Ways My Life Has Changed Since My Son Arrived (#1-25)...

    1. I sometimes blog with Jack on my lap, if he lets me blog at all.
    2. My eating habits are consistent, unlike my pre-pregnancy eating/noneating habits. Perhaps that's due to breastfeeding, or the fact that I ate like a pig throughout my pregnancy. Either way, I'm much more aware about what I put into my body and what I don't.
    3. I'm much more comfortable in my own skin. Something about childbirth is humbling.
    4. There's much more love in my heart. Maybe it was always there, but I sure feel it now.
    5. I have an overwhelming urge to protect, preserve, and provide.
    6. I can't look at the pictures or videos of Jack's first hours out of the womb without crying. Sometimes it's a happy cry because I can't believe I did it! Sometimes it's a sad cry because I know now that I can't protect him from all of the evil in the world now that he's on the outside.
    7. No more naps whenever I feel like it.
    8. No more solo vacations, but I'm not complaining. I haven't done that in a few years, anyway. Plus, I'd much rather go places with my Hubby.
    9. I can make a sandwich with one hand.
    10. I can use my sexy new camera to take pictures of my son, not just my dogs.
    11. I'm much more aware of stop signs and red lights.
    12. I make a conscious effort to give my son all the affection he needs. Plus, he's another outlet for the love bursting out of my heart.
    13. I'm not scared of childbirth anymore, like I was before I had Jack. In fact, everything I dreaded about and worried would happen, actually happened with Jack. So, I guess nothing can scare me anymore regarding birth.
    14. I worry more about things that matter more in the big picture. Office politics and President Bush's lack of knowledge regarding the English language just don't top the list anymore.
    15. Cartoons are still cool. Some of them may be different than than the ones I watched when I was a kid, but at least they're still entertaining. You can never get enough of Tom and Jerry.
    16. I don't feel depressed. At all. Not one bit. And that's a big deal to me.
    17. I can't wait to add another baby to the family. I never thought I'd be so excited about it. I always thought that I'd be too scared to ever do it again. I guess once you get through the first birth and the initial fear, you can handle the rest.
    18. My Hubby and I have a stronger relationship. It was strong before the baby arrived, but perhaps I notice it more now. We just seem to have this connection that makes life complete. I've never had that with anyone else.
    19. The dogs have gone down in rank. They know it, too. It's not that we don't love them anymore. It's just that they have taken a backseat to the HUMAN BEING we created.
    20. Time stands still when I look into my son's eyes. It's as if everything moves in slow motion so that I don't miss any crucial moments.
    21. I drive slower. Everywhere. All the time. For the rest of my life. And I don't mind.
    22. My heart literally breaks when he cries and I don't know what's wrong or how to fix it.
    23. When he smiles, I want to jump out of my skin with happiness. It's like he's smiling just for me. Wait a second, he IS smiling just for me.
    24. I realize the influence I will have on him for the rest of his life. It's daunting and sometimes overwhelming.
    25. I understand that I will be making decisions in life with his best interests in mind. I know that his needs come first forever and I feel more confident about my new role each day.

    I love being a Mom. I was born to do this. And that's that.

    Monday, April 25, 2005

    Today's Pictures and Post...


    Little, the Guardian Pitbull... Posted by Hello

    She's fierce. She's loyal. And she's always going to protect my boy when we're at Grandma's house. Thanks, Little.

    Jack and his Punka... Posted by Hello

    They are pals. One day, they will go fishing and Punka will teach him the following:

    *how to properly bait his own hook and his Mama's, too
    *how to handle a fish that's on a hook, without getting his hands sliced by razor-sharp gills
    *how to launch a boat without damaging the propeller (ahem!)
    *how to cast his line without accidentally hooking his Punka's hat or other body parts
    *how to enjoy freeze-dried ice cream at Busse Woods while fishing for bluegills
    *how to properly wear a lifejacket (at all times!)
    *how to watch the bobber in the water when the fish are biting
    *how to drive a boat very, very carefully (cough, cough...)
    *how to pack enough to eat while fishing
    *how to select enough warm clothes to pack, in case it gets chilly
    *how to overpack, in general
    *how to respect the water and the surroundings by never, ever littering
    *how to not get discouraged when he only catches lilypads
    *how to cook beef stew in a crock pot and get back to the cabin from a day out on the lake in time to enjoy the meal
    *how to cook chili and eat it for days
    *how to make sure no one ever steals his tacklebox (yeesh!)
    *how to enjoy every moment of solitude in the Northwoods while fleeing from mosquitoes the size of birds, deer ticks as large as your big toe, horseflies as big as your palm, and snakes that pop out of nowhere
    *how to always bring a camera so people believe you when you catch that ever-elusive 40 pound muskie

    "If you can read this shirt, then you are fishing too close!" It's the motto.

    Saturday, April 23, 2005

    New Pictures of My Pride and Joy...


    Happiness... Posted by Hello

    The Tiffany Rattle His Papa Bought Just For Him... Posted by Hello

    Holding His Favorite Rattle... Posted by Hello

    My Beautiful Baby... Posted by Hello

    Mr. Fussyman... Posted by Hello

    The Picture I Keep Looking At That Reminds Me He's Not Always May-ad... Posted by Hello

    Beautiful... Posted by Hello

    Adorable... Posted by Hello

    Bath Time... Posted by Hello

    Friday, April 22, 2005

    Ten Weeks Old

    Dear Jack,

    You are already ten weeks old and I can't believe how fast the time has passed. It seems like only days ago that I kissed your wet head after you came out. It seems like only moments ago that your Papa held you for the first time, wearing his paper scrubs and surgical mask. I can't believe the little person you're turning into. You amaze me each day.

    You're developing quite a personality lately. You like to sing, or I should say cry, the Mommy Song. You've become attached to me like the Krazy Glue that kept my incision together after you were born. You get fussy if I'm not near. When anyone else holds you while I'm in the room, you lean toward me as if to say, "Okay, I want her now." You snuggle with me so close that I almost think I'm taking away the air you're supposed to breathe. You sometimes scream so fiercely that even I, your Mama, don't even know what you need. You hate to sleep anywhere else but in my arms, but I'm okay with that. You don't know this, but secretly, I always put you down. You either lay on the bed between two pillows, in the rockatot, or in your little bassinet. In any case, when you awake you're always uber-pissed because I'm not holding you. I always come back, though. You must know that for sure.

    Today, your Punka came over to play with you. You guys had a great time. He fed you while I pumped breastmilk for later when your Papa will get to feed you. He also read you Guess How Much I Love You. He was also able to get you to fall asleep. Of course, you woke up ten minutes after he left, but that's okay. You know I'll come in to greet you with my usual phrase, "I missed you while you were sleeping." And everything will be okay again. You won't be alone and I'll have to stop this entry until you fall asleep again. We won't know how long that will be, but we know that it's inevitable. You can't possibly stay up until your Papa gets home, can you? Duh. I should know the answer to that by now.

    If there's anything I've learned about life with a baby, it's that nothing is ever set in stone. Nothing is ever concrete or routine with a ten-week-old baby. I jump when you tell me to. I only get a shower if I take it before your Papa leaves for work. I only eat when I can make my meal one-handed, with you cradled in my other arm. I only sleep at night because I don't nap anymore. I have to be ready for you at any moment because you are my job right now. I haven't gone back to work yet and I don't know if I'll go back this school year. I don't really want to go back until the Fall. By then, you'll be seven months old and it'll be time for me to get a paycheck again. Being a teacher, I know that this is the most important time in your life right now. Rather than teach other people's kids, I'd rather teach you how to trust those you need the most at this critical time period in your life. I see what happens to kids when their parents don't take care of them properly in the early stages. That will never happen to you. I live you. I breathe you. I sleep you. I am your Mama. That's how it's supposed to be. I guarantee I will always do that job to the best of my abilities.

    And you'll continue to bring out the best in me for many, many moons to come. I love you, my son. You are the jam in my jelly roll.

    Love,
    Mama.

    Thursday, April 21, 2005

    Life With a Newborn...


    This was Baby Jack at eight weeks old! Posted by Hello That was two weeks ago. I'll post a more recent picture soon.

    This is the reason why I haven't been able to blog in a while. He's adorable; he's all mine; and you can't have him. He's the reason I breathe, the reason I sweat, and the reason I was created. I was born to be this little boy's Mama and that's that.

    I love you, Jack! You're the best thing that's happened to me since your Papa came into my life.