A day at the park

On a Political Note:

Someone give George Bush a God damn fucking civics lesson
by John in DC - 8/18/2006 12:48:00 PM

I've had it with this idiot.

We've got the president of the fucking United States of America lecturing a US court of law that it's supposed to reach decisions NOT based on the rule of law, but on "the nature of the world we live in."

You God damn stupid fuck.

You have the nerve to claim Osama and the terrorists hate our democracy? They got nothing on you and your fellow "Republicans." Do you people even believe in freedom? Do you believe in the Bill of Rights? Do you believe in our Constitution? Do you fucking believe in anything other than your absolute power to do whatever the fuck you want like some two-bit communist dictator rather than the president of the greatest country on earth?

We live in a democracy, you incompetent ass - one that is quickly eroding because half the people of this country elected a moron to the presidency (twice) and now are so embarrassed by their vote that they refuse to stand up and demand an end to your idiotic reign of terror.

These are judges you're demeaning. American jurists. The people in charge of our laws. And you speak of them like they're nothing more than crap. You and your party have contempt for our entire system of jurisprudence, the entire system of checks and balances our democracy is based on, because you can't get your way 100% of the time. Well boo-fucking-hoo. We are a country of laws, you stupid stupid man.

The world in which we live is one in which the town drunk thinks he's the king of the fucking world.

Osama bin Laden is a danger to be sure. But the greatest threat to our democracy is from George Bush and his genuflecting Republicans.

Yeah, that pretty much sums up my views on the issue.

To my bubba.....

To my precious angle, my first born, who very often makes me crazy!

I love you, son, and hope that today's birthday is followed by many more happy ones.

Happy 3rd birthday, Matthew, mommy loves you.

Because.......

Because I chose to be true to myself and not follow the dictates of men....

Because I chose to not be a hypocrite....

Because I chose to be happy instead of following rules laid out by men designed to keep me unhappy and feeling worthless....

Because I chose to think for myself instead of letting others tell me what to think....

Because I chose to not blindly accept something only because it's what I've been taught since birth....

Because I chose to live a life full of love instead of judgemental self-righteousness....

Because I chose to not associate myself with an organization that protects even one sexual predator....

Because I chose to live my life to the fullest NOW instead of waiting for that magical day when God is going to solve all the worlds problems....

Because of MY choices (not their rules, oh no! They don't have rules.)....

I have been un-invited to my brother's wedding.

(sounds like bullshit to me, how about you?)

It's been one of THOSE days.

Well, Josie caused me to lose two hours of sleep last night/this morning. She decided at 5am that it was play time!

I. Don't. Think. So.

I then slept much later than I had planned, so I didn't really have time to pay any attention to her (other than feeding) like she likes. She's very needy, and you must pay attention to her at all times.

So she screamed most of the morning.

Matthew cried when I got upset after the 4th time he ignored a direct request to find his shoes so we could leave.

It was fun, let me tell you. Screaming in stereo.

Why did I have multiple children again? Do I really want another one?

Evilness that lies within

You Are 28% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well. In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.

How Evil Are You?

Me-Me

I don't do many of these, but they're usually quite fun.

5 things in my refrigerator:
1. strawberries
2. blueberries
3. bag of baby carrots
4. Dr Pepper
5. orange juice

5 things in my closet:
1. shoes & boots
2. dresses
3. tops & skirts
4. a box of pictures
5. old files

5 things in my purse:
1. wallet & checkbook
2. keys
3. crayons
4. lip gloss & lipstick
5. diaper coupons

5 things in my car:
1. infant carrier base
2. toddler car seat
3. cd holder (with cds)
4. stroller
5. diaper bag (can you tell I have children?)

5 things on my desk:
1. flat-panel lcd monitor
2. speakers
3. organizer with pens, pencils, stapler and nail files
4. nail polish
5. Baby Blues desk calendar

Massive Picture Update

So we finally got around to posting all of the pictures we've taken of Josie the last few weeks on our family website. Here are some of my favorites:

For more baby cuteness, feel free to check out the Sader Family link over on the right.

What Color Green Are You?

You Are Olive Green

You are the most real of all the green shades. You're always true to yourself. For you, authenticity and honesty are very important... both in others and yourself. You are grounded and secure. It takes a lot to shake you. People see you as dependable, probably the most dependable person they know.

What Color Green Are You?

New school!

Witch School Opens.

Starting Saturday, in the unlikeliest of places, a real witch school opens its doors to the public in a place known as the Sweet Corn Capital of the World.

After almost five years of existence on the Internet, Witch School is expected to operate under normal business hours in the town of Hoopeston, Ill., about 100 miles south of Chicago.

The school is dedicated to educating the public in Wicca, a neo-Pagan religion that incorporates nature and magic into its theology. Until now the school has existed almost entirely on the Internet.

......

Hubbard, the Witch School's director, considers his decision to move the institution to Hoopeston as an experiment in religious tolerance. Most residents of Hoopeston are at least neutral toward Wicca and Witch School, he says.

When Witch School finally opens its doors to the public on July 1, Hubbard says he won't expect a flood of visitors, though he feels it will be a step toward acceptance as Wiccans in Hoopeston.

"Three years ago the question was did we have a right to be here," he said. "Now it's can we be successful."

Witch School.

I am so totally for religious tolerance. The article also mentions that you can actually become ordained thru Witch School. I think I'm going to investigate further, since I actually have the freedom to do so now, seeing as how my parents' religion has already kicked me out. It's not like they can shun me anymore than they do already.

Two months old already!

Isn't she just the cutest!

LINKS!

So I actually took the 5 minutes to go in and add links to some of my favorite websites! Go me!

new, temporary family website

www.sader-family.org

We should get the old address (without the dash) back in a month or so.

DNS Server crap

Well, for those of you that actually know both of our websites, I'm sure you're wondering wtf is wrong with our family site, saderfamily.org.

The first week after Josie was born, our domain name register expired, since Hubby was kinda distracted. We paid them their money, and it was back up 2 days later.

Yesterday, they sent him an email saying that since it expired and we didn't renew within the 30 day grace period, it was going to cost us $160 to renew it. WTF??? Anyway, he's trying to get the issue resolved. Hopefully it will be back up soon, I've got a camera full of pictures I need to upload!

Hives (blech)

So Matthew was covered in hives all over his body, the poor thing. It looked so bad, but he was pretty happy during the whole episode, although he did lay on the floor and watch tv pretty much for an entire week, since his joints hurt so much.

He is much better now, the hives are completely gone. Yay! We still have a follow-up appt on Monday with the doctor, but he looks and acts normal again. Well, other than a total addiction to Blues Clues (someone shoot me, I hear that song in my sleep!)

In house related news, I finally bought a bed frame for our queen-size mattress! I bought this one:Granted, it looks like this in my room:but still. The picture doesn't really do it justice, it looks so nice. I'm probably going to just get some material and make my own canopy/scarf thingie.

4-day weekend

Hubby has Monday & Tuesday off for the holiday, although we don't have any plans what-so-ever.

Which is probably a good thing, seeing as how we started off the weekend last night by taking Matt to the Emergency Room.

He looks like he's covered in chigger bites, but apparently he's allergic to something, and just broke out in hives. His joints are also swollen and tender, another side effect (one that really freaked me out).

He has to take a steroid for 5 days, and OTC Childrens Benadryl until the hives go away.

We have no freakin clue what he may be allergic to. It's not even baby sisters, since this has happened before, but we just thought it was flea bites. It may possibly be cat dander, but seeing as how we've had two cats for his entire life, I'm really not for sure on that one either.

Oh well, crisis averted, now if only the two of us parents could stop all the worst-case scenerios from running through our heads.

Cancer sticks

I haven't been a regular smoker for over 5 years, and the taste of cigarettes is just nasty to me unless I'm stressed out. Last night, I smoked a Camel Light, and it was awesome. (I was 3 miles away from both of my kids, no second hand smoke for them.)

Do I want another?

Kinda, but not really.

If I can get Matthew to stop whining and use a normal tone of voice, I'd be even better. We're working on that issue.

I'm also going to start making sure that Josie gets her food from a bottle at least once a day (I have a really good Medela pump).

It's the little things that keep you sane.

Less frazzled

Ahhhhh, an hour by myself at the bookstore. I feel so much better now.

Frazzled

Well, yesterday I actually got laundry done (now I just have to fold it all and put it away), but the errands didn't get done until today. And even then, I still have one or two that need to be done, but I think I'll wait until hubby gets home and then escape the nightmare that is two screaming children.

Waiting for the Excedrine to kick in

I've got a migrain. Not a bad one, but a migrain none-the-less.

Domestically, I've got laundry to do and errands to run. Of course, all I really want to do is play my Sims2, but I did that yesterday, so I really should get my chores done today.

Right now, at 8am, I just want to go back to bed, but that's not going to happen, I'm sure. Off to take my shower while the baby is still sleeping.

Random shit

Well, Matthew has a fever, and we don't know why. I've switched his PCP with the insurance, but the new dr's office doesn't have his file yet, I don't know if they'll do a same-day-appt for him or not. I'll find out in about 20 minutes, I guess.

I think I've gotten most of the programs I need installed on my computer now. I've got to figure out where my web browser plug-ins are (like Java, etc), but even my sims2 is installed. Yay!

Oh, the big family dinner on hubby's side was this past Sunday, and Keith spent most of it at the ER with his Mother, who had heart palpitations and high blood pressure. She's fine, but it was a little nerve racking for the rest of us.

We're going to visit my family (at least the one's that still talk to me) this coming weekend so everyone can see the new baby (who is growing like a weed). I'll post some new pics later this week.

(I'm trying to post more often, this is my effort for today)

Re-installing programs & details

Well, we had to re-install XP on my computer, and now I get to re-install all my programs. Woohoo. Now if I can just remember all the programs I had!

Well, this sucks

My computer is on the fritz. I get to borrow hubby's until we fix mine. And I had just started playing my Sims2 again. Hopefully, it will be fixed by Sunday, I've got pictures I need to get edited and burned to cd to get copies of for the family.

A Brit in the States

Steve, Stacy, Keith, Janet, Josie and Matthew

(Steve is from Hull, England, visiting Stacy)

Can you tell the difference?

Exibit A:

Exibit B:

Okay, other than Matthew was a month or so older in his picture than Josie is in her's, and she has WAY more hair than he did! They are just tooo freakin' cute for words!

Pics of my two munchkins

My girl Friday

Welcome to the world, Josie Lynn, your family is so very happy to meet you!

7 pounds, 9.3 ounces

20.5 inches long

Born 7:44am, Friday, May 19th, 2006

Lights, Camera, Action

WIGGLES!

Well, today was the big day, the Wiggles (Matthew's favorite show) were in town live. He says he had a good time, but I think he was a little stunned and didn't really know what to think about it. He was devastated when the show was over, tho, so that's a good sign! We had pretty good seats, Murray (the one it the red shirt) actually was less than 3 feet away from us at one point.

Oh, and my hubby made me cry today. Matthew came up after breakfast and handed me a wonderful Mother's Day card that both of my guys had signed. So it was a good reason to cry. (Not that it takes much to make me wanna cry these days, the hormones are working overtime!)

Ready to launch!

So I had a midwife appt today, and out of curiosity I had her check to see if I was dialated yet.

Completely effaced and 2-3 centimeters dialated! AND Miss Josie has dropped. We are good to go.

Anytime.

I'm ready.

(Is she here yet?)

Of course, being dialated and effaced really doesn't tell us WHEN she'll make her arrival, just that it will be a fairly easy labor and delivery. We figure we've still got a week or two left, I'm not nearly emotional enough yet! Apparently, the day before I went into labor with Matt, I started bawling uncontrollably for no reason what-so-ever. Of course, I don't really remember this, but Hubby sure does!

Are we done yet??

It's the beginning of week 38, and I am soooo over being pregnant. It doesn't matter what I do or don't do, I'm achy and miserable. The scary part is that as soon as the baby gets here, pregnancy amnesia sets in and I will forget it all and want to do it all over again.

So yesterday, we painted our office. It is no longer turquoise. it is a dark raspberry on two walls, and a dark grape jelly color on the other two. We're putting our new verticle blinds up today, so we will have a 'dark' room with no glare on our computer screens anymore! Now if I could just get my braxton-hicks contractions to go away just as easily, I'd be a really happy camper!

Oh, and my hubby is the bomb! My 2 1/2 year old gets to go see his favorite show LIVE next Saturday. The WIGGLES are in town! I can only hope that Josie decides to either arrive before or after the show, since I can always get an auntie or a grammy to take him, but if my water breaks DURING, that's sooo going to suck ass for Matthew. Not that having my water break in public is a dream of mine, but can you imagine telling a 2 year old we have to leave during his favorite show EVER? It's going to be bad enough when the show is over.

Week 36

Well, I'm to the 36 week mark, and it sucks just as much this time as it did the first time. I hurt constantly, in one place or another. Usually two or three places at a time. I'm truly hoping that Josie decides to come early, because another 4 weeks of this? blech.

Of course, I made the comment last night to hubby that I will be so happy when I can lay on my stomach again, and he had to crush my dreams by reminding me that even tho there was no baby in my belly anymore after the birth, I still couldn't lay on my stomach, my boobs hurt too much! *sigh*

My next checkup is this coming Tuesday, and then I have to start going in every week. Yay.

On the plus side: I'm getting a baby! Really freaky that they're gonna allow me to take such a fragil creature home with me, AGAIN!

Week 34 checkup

Another checkup, another pound on the scales. I really can't complain, my total weight gain is only 17 pounds. I'm still not back up to where I was before I had the flu, tho.

BP was 112/70, baby's heartbeat was 142, and all is well. My next visit is at 36 weeks, and I'll have my strep-b testing done then. Then it's every week to the midwives until delivery.

She's almost here, can you believe it? Gotta get cracking and get the nursery set up!

I've broken a commandment

I covet something that belongs to my best friend.What is it, you may ask?

I covet her vacuum. That's right. Her vacuum.

Now, I don't have a cheap vacuum by any means, I paid around $250 for it. And it's a good vacuum. But it's not like her vacuum.

What makes her vacuum so wonderful?

It's a Dyson.

We've been marveling over these new vacuums ever since they came out, but no one's had the money or a good enough reason to spend that much money on a vacuum. My friend now owns her own cleaning business, and since she needed a vacuum for her business, she gets to write it off as a business expense.

I have company coming in on Monday, and thought I might see if I could borrow her wonderful Dyson to vacuum my house, seeing as how we've done so much wall repair and painting. She actually said yes. (She didn't really want to loan it to me, she was afraid I would never give it back.)

Oh. My. God. It is soooo fucking awesome. Hubby asked me if I wanted one for my birthday, and I have to say, it's running neck & neck with a new computer, which I've wanted for over 6 months now.

Honestly, I've never enjoyed vacuuming before. I HATE cleaning. But this, this is just the coolest vacuum EVER.

First it was drooling over a mini van at the dealership, now I'm drooling over a vacuum. I'm pretty sure I've left the hip and cool days of my youth behind. Strangely enough, I don't even seem to mind that much.

Cleaning day

I have company coming in on Monday, so today is laundry and cleaning day. Tomorrow is vaccuming day. woo hoo. My life is soooo exciting, isn't it?

Baby Josie is doing well, making me very uncomfortable most of the time. I'm fairly small boned, making it look like I have a beach ball under my shirt. All the other moms are jealous, but just because she's not sticking out doesn't mean she's not just as big as other babies at this stage, she's just burrowing into my body. It's very hard for me to even bend over anymore. I'm so glad the weather is warming up so I can just wear sandles instead of sneakers. Socks are a bitch to put on!

32 Weeks

.... and heartburn still sucks. I remember having alot of heartburn with Matt, but I had completely forgotten how much it hurts! Tums is my current best friend.

So Matt got the flu while Keith and I were in Santa Ana. He, in turn, gave it to me the weekend after we got back, and now Keith is recovering from his bout. The really sucky part (other than the puking, etc)? We still haven't seen our new neice! She's almost two weeks old! Hopefully we'll make it down next weekend, and I'll have a picture or two to share.

Happy Birthday Abby!

Well, one down, one to go. My mother-in-law is over the moon (now that she's over the flu). Scott & Jaynee (my bil & sil) welcomed little (kinda) Abby Caitlin into the world today at 9 pounds, 13 ounces, 20 inches.

In our baby news, we survived the plane flights quite well, and I've gained almost 20 pounds. Baby Josie is doing great, with her eta still around the middle/end of May. (Thank the Flying Spagetti Monster I don't have huge babies like my sil!)

It's so nice out here!

Well, we are out in Santa Ana, CA. It's so quiet without the toddler! Of course, we call every night to talk to him and check in with Grammy, but they're having a blast without us.

The sad part about our trip is that we're in LA, and we can't seem to stay up past 9pm local time! No partying for us, that's for sure, just a couple of old fogies. Very sad.

I'm so excited!

Hubby got assigned to a new project at work this week, and they're sending him to Irving, CA next week. AND THEY'RE PAYING FOR ME TO GO TOO!!!! I get a vacation!!!!! WOOHOO!

I'm so glad my hubby works for a company that values a woman in her third trimester of pregnancy, especially one that just's a spouse of an employee.

It's a GIRL!

I had my 3-D sonogram done today, and we are having a little girl! She's a little cutie-patootie, too! (of course, I'm biased)

I can't wait till she's here!

Holy Shit!

As I've previously posted, I'm a big fan of Depeche Mode. Tickets went on sale today for a May 10th show at our local Starlight Theatre.

I love going to Starlight. We go for both broadway shows and concerts. We like the Box seats, it's really close to the stage without being in the Orchastra sections.

Tickets are 75 dollars EACH, plus the $12.50 TM service charge, and there are no box seats left. I don't think so.

That close to my due date of popping out another baby and I can't get my favorite seats? And they STILL want me to spend aprx. $200 for TWO tickets? Nope, I don't like them THAT much!

Trent Reznor, mmmmmmmm

Last night (Saturday, Feb 18, 2006) was the Nine Inch Nails concert here in Kansas City. My hubby managed to buy tickets the day they went on sale (good thing, too, they sold out in less than an hour). I love my hubby. He rocks. Not as much as Trent and the rest of the boys, but still.

Two solid hours of NIN. It was awesome. (are you jealous yet?) Now I HAVE to go buy their latest CD!

And Depeche Mode is going to be touring soon, I really hope they come to KC as well. I saw them (oh geez, has it been 10 years already?) for the Walking my Shoes tour in St. Louis. Great concert. It's probably the only thing I wouldn't have a problem leaving a newborn for this summer!

Odd things during pregnancy

So, last night, while going pee (for the zillionth time of the day) I actually felt the baby drop. And by drop I mean the baby's head engaged lower in the pelvis so it can't do flips anymore. It was a really odd feeling. And I can actually tell the baby is lower in my abdomen, my belly looks more like an overgrown pear (a really huge one) than a beach ball. Not to mention that my pelvis was a little sore last night when I laid down for bed.

Something else I've noticed from both of my pregnancies is how I gain weight. Both times there's been no weight gain during the first trimester. In my 4th month, I gain around 4 pounds. In my 5th month, I gain around 8 pounds (which causes the doctor to freak out). With Matthew, during my 6th, 7th and 8th months, I gained around 4 pounds each, for a total of 25 pounds. I had no weight gain at all during my 9th month. I just think it's funny how much the 8 pound gain in my 5th month freaks out everyone. I'm writing this down so maybe next time I'll be able to warn my doctor/midwife!

New kid on the block

Congratulations to my neighbors John and Shannon! Yesterday, Shannon delivered Natalie Rae, at 8lbs 13oz! Natalie joins their 18-month old daughter Piper, who is Matthew's play pal.

Babies everywhere!

24 week checkup

I just had my midwife appt today, and everything looks great. Blood pressure was low, baby's heartbeat was good, etc....

And then I went and had my new crown put on my broken tooth. I hate novacain shots, I really do. Once the numbness wears off, my jaw hurts for two/three days from them. Pass the tylonol please.

Better Late than Never

Well, January 22 was Blog for Choice Day, something I didn't even know until my hubby pointed it out the day after. I wasn't going to bother posting on this site since my hubby made an excellent post on our family site, but last night someone started a debate regarding the much talked about Partial Birth Abortion. Of course, rational and factual information presented was ignored, and emotional arguments thrown back in my face.

Okay, you want an “emotional” argument for Partial Birth Abortions, you got it.

Specifically, the issue was over the recent ruling of the PBA ban in the state of New York as unconstitutional since it didn't have a clause for medical emergency endangering the mother's life.

Some facts will be thrown in for good measure. (I know, pesky little buggers, aren't they?) BTW, I will be referring to Partial Birth Abortion by its medical term, D&X.

Fact: I am 23 1/2 weeks pregnant. (I'm pretty sure this makes me qualified to have an emotional discussion on this subject.)

Fact: My insurance only covers one sonogram/ultrasound during my prenatal care. Unless my doctor thinks that something is wrong, I have to pay for any additional sonogram. This sonogram is usually done at 20 weeks gestation; I've already had mine.

Known Issue: Many women in this country do not have access to prenatal care. The first time they see a doctor during their pregnancy is when they are in labor and go to the ER.

Fact: Prenatal Hydrocephalus affects up to 10,000 babies every year. It's one of the most common forms of birth defects. While severe cases don't appear to happen that often, when they do, "It is not unusual for the fetal head to be as large as 50 centimeters (nearly 20 inches) in diameter and may contain...close to two gallons of cerebrospinal fluid." (Dr. William F. Harrison, a diplomat of the American Board of Obstetrics and Gynecology.)

Emotional argument: Hypothetically, suppose my baby, whom I love already and want very much, develops a severe case of prenatal hydrocephalus. I've already had my sonogram, so unless my doctor can externally determine that something is wrong with my baby and orders another sonogram, the first time my doctor can diagnose this issue is during my labor at full-term gestation. The hydrocephalus is so severe, the baby cannot live after birth, and I only have three options:

1. Die while trying to deliver my baby. End result for baby: death.
2. Have an emergency c-section. End result for baby: baby dies shortly after delivered, it cannot achieve consciousness.
3. Have a D&X procedure. End result for baby: baby dies during delivery.

Since I obviously don't want to die and leave my 2 1/2 year old son without a mother and my husband without a wife, I really only have two options. Let's consider them, shall we?

Emergency c-section. This is major surgery that involves many risks to the mother, including infection and possible consequences to her fertility and future ability to have more children. It also requires either an epidural anesthesia or general anesthesia.

D&X procedure. While very high on the icky factor, this poses the least amount of risk to the Mother. It does not harm the mother at all.

Please remember, this child already has a name, it's own room in our home, toys, clothes, and all the other items you would accumulate for a newborn baby in the house. No matter what, my family and me are going to be devastated by the death of this child. (Is that "emotional" enough for you?)

Since I have chosen to give birth without an epidural or any other type of anesthesia (I know, I'm a freak), some type of anesthesia would be required if I were to undergo a c-section. I also plan on having more children.

Given this data, I would more than likely chose to have a D&X procedure over an emergency c-section. This is a personal choice made between my doctor and myself. I still have a dead baby.

Still think there shouldn’t be a clause in a Partial Birth Abortion Ban for the Mother’s health?

Not so random thoughts

Hubby comes home from his trip to San Jose tonight, his plane lands around 8:30, hopefully he'll be home by 9, 9:30.

The last three days (two nights) haven't been too bad without him, other than I'm lonely at night. No one to snuggle with. Well, anyone that I want to snuggle with, anyway. A wiggly two year old, I don't think so! He only gets the day-time snuggles on my lap.

I've got lots of laundry to do today, I suppose I should get moving.

It's been an interesting week

So I'm eating popcorn Wednesday after putting Matt down for the night, and as I'm using my tongue to check for any stuck in my teeth, I discover that I've broken one of my molars. Joy Joy. So it's off to the dentist for me, dammit. Fortunately, I only need a crown and not a root canal. A crown still involves 3 shots of novacain, though. (yes, it's safe for the baby, I checked)

So my face is slowly becoming un-numb, but that means there's gonna be pain around my gums and in my cheek where they gave me the damn shots. wooohooo.

I go back in two weeks for my permanent crown, but that doesn't involve any shots! yay!

Oh, and I'm now 23 weeks pregnant, feeling the baby move all the time.

Psycho bitch has retreated, for now.

My hubby rocks. He brought me home a dozen roses last night, along with a really good hug. And since I spend so much time at my computer, I split them up and have some upstairs and some downstairs to look at.


Knowing that he reads my blog made it so much easier to tell him how depressed I am WITHOUT the screaming and bawling and attacking that would have happened if I'd told him face to face. Something he really didn't deserve.

Nobody gets it

I'm suffering for the worse case of Seasonal Depression I've had in the last 7 years. Usually, I go to the tanning bed once a week, starting in November or December, and that takes care of the problem.

I'm pregnant, and can't go to the tanning bed. I'm pregnant, and have a shitload of extra hormones magnigfying my depression. I'm pregnant, and can't take any anti-depressants.

The only thing holding my sanity together for the last month has been the anticipation of a trip to San Jose with my hubby, WITHOUT the two year old. I'm a stay-at-home mom. I don't work outside of the home. To me, 5 days without my two year old sounded like heaven, not to mention that it was someplace warmer than where I live.

And then, on the same day my sanity was pulled out from under me, I had to get the absolute worst sonogram technician EVER. (I'm sure she's not really the worst, but it sure seemed like it). She THINKS the baby might be a girl, but my midwife said that she's been wrong the last two times she thought it was a girl. She didn't take her time at all, just rushed thru the whole exam, not really even talking. I didn't find out any info from her, but from the midwife AFTER the sonogram.

I'm sorry, but as a parent, one of the main reasons I get a sonogram at all is to find out what the sex of the baby is. Yes, I want to see the heart, and the spine, and the fluid, and to make sure the placenta is in the proper place, but dammit, it's just as important to me to count how many fingers and toes the baby has too. (I actually know a lady who's baby was born with an extra finger.) The baby has sex organs, take your damn time and FIND THEM.

And then there was the whole issue of making me wait a half hour for my appt. When you go in for a sonogram, you're supposed to have a full bladder, it helps in finding the baby. I had to wait without being able to go to the bathroom. The receptionist also told me that the door was closed, so she could't go in and find out how much longer it was going to take, a privacy issue. THE DAMN DOCTOR WHO MADE THE TECH LATE IN THE FIRST PLACE JUST BARGED IN DURING MY SONOGRAM, EVEN THO THE DOOR WAS CLOSED. So apparently Doctors in this office are above the rules.

Is it any wonder after a day like this that I couldn't stop crying?

eh

So today's been a pretty shitty day so far.

• I don't get to go to San Jose with Keith in a few weeks. This was my only chance to have any sort of vacation child free for the next year.
  

• We had to wait a half hour in the waiting room for our sonnogram of the new baby. And because she was running so late, the sonnogram was rushed, and I was so irritated by the time I saw my midwife, I couldn't think of several items I needed to discuss with her.
  

• Matthew screamed the entire office visit: while waiting the aforementioned half hour, the time it took to complete the sonnogram, and for the visit with the midwives.
  

• We still don't really know for sure what sex the new baby is. The baby didn't cooperate at all, and this was the only sonnogram we get.
  

The good part of the day is that the baby is completely healthy and exactly where it should be, both growth wise and position wise! The placenta is up and out of the way, the heart looks healthy, baby looks great. All in all, I should be happy, but I'm too damn stressed and upset right now.

Half way done!

So I'm officially half-way thru my pregnancy. Hopefully next wednesday we'll find out what we're having, either a Josie or a Max. I'm trying to not get my hopes up, so far this baby doesn't like to cooperate. I think it's a girl, but who knows.

On a side note, I think I prefer being pregnant during the summer. I don't get outside much in the winter, plus I suffer from Seasonal Depression Disorder occasionally, and this year, with all the extra hormones, it's really noticable. It's very hard for me to just get out of bed some mornings, especially while Keith was on vacation and could take care of Matthew. The weather has been in the 40's, even the 50's lately, so I have been able to get out a bit, but not nearly as much as I'd like. Every little bit helps, tho. At least during the summer I can go to the pool as much as I like, and I felt great during Matthew's pregnancy (born in August).

It's a good thing Keith is taking me to San Jose with him later this month! Lot's o' sunshine (I hope)! I can't wait!

What kind of princess are you?

Me, I'll kick your ass!


The Warrior Princess

You are strong, courageous, and dynamic, a woman of
action. You have an iron will and a sharp
tongue. Indecisive, weak, or wishy-washy people
test your patience. You tend to grow bored
quickly and yearn for excitement.

Role Models: Brunhilde/The Valkyries, Xena

You are most likely to: Lead your people to victory
against an army of orcs.


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How evil are you?

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Excuse me while I go laugh my ass off!

Phat Lewt!

I totally scored in the christmas gift department! I got a new Chi Flat iron, a tempurpedic matress topper, a really cool baby blanket hand made by one of my best friends, a set of really awesome sheets for my bed (which I really needed) and more! Matthew got puzzles, rock 'em sock em' robots, crayons, markers, and more crayons (he LOVES crayons, so he's happy). Keith got money for new tires on his car, a really nifty shirt from www.thinkgeek.com, and a wireless car adapter/charger for his Ipod shuffle.

We haven't even gone down to the in-laws yet! Keith and I got our presents from my mil already (mattress topper and money for tires), but we still have presents to collect from his brother and family. Woohoo!

And Matthew finally figured out that opening presents is a good thing! Of course, the first one he opened this morning had crayons and markers, so he didn't want to open anything else. Brat.

18 down, 22 to go

I hate having a cold. It truly sucks ass. I swear, the only time I ever get sick is while I'm pregnant. With Matthew, I had the one and only bout of the flu I've ever had, and it was not fun at all. To top it off, Keith has a cold too, and with Matthew's ear infection we are just a bastion of icky germs.

Oh well. We're mostly healthy.

And I'd like to add my congratulations to my brother Thom, and his new fiance Aundra. They will be getting married in September. Best wishes for a warm and happy marriage.

Sickness Update

So it turns out Matthew has an ear infection in his left ear and needs antibiotics, woohoo. Both Keith and I are also not feeling great, just colds, but still annoying. Oh well, the last time I had to take Matt into the dr was Sept, and that was just for his two-year checkup, so on the whole, pretty healthy.

Gah.

So I'm almost to the end of my 18th week, and it's been extremely busy. Sunday, we went down to Keith's mom's house for the huge family dinner, Tuesday we went back down for our neice's birthday party (and stayed the night, coming home Wednesday), on our way home, Matthew developed a 103.4 degree fever (he's better now, yay!), Saturday night we have Christmas dinner with my adopted family (Kris doesn't make friends, she makes sisters), and then Sunday, after opening our presents from each other, we get to go back to Keith's mom's for Christmas dinner. I'm stuffed, and I still have two more dinners!

I do have all of my shopping done, and all but two presents are wrapped and under the tree. The missing two are in the mail somewhere, hopefully they'll get here by Saturday.

Oh, and I get a massage tonight, woohoo!

4 month checkup

I had my midwife appt today, and like the dork I am, I totally forgot to find out what the actual heartrate was. I did find out that Matthew's heartrate was in the 140's and 150's, tho. This baby is a little more contrary already. With Matthew, finding his heartbeat (and certain parts of his anatomy during the sonnogram) were extremely easy. This one, you find it, and then s/he moves. S/he doesn't like to cooperate at all. 4 more weeks, and we'll know for certain (I hope) what the sex of the baby is.

Week Sixteen

Okay, so I'm an idiot, and totally forgot how many weeks along I am! I had to go back and count. It's so freakin' cold here in KC (11 degrees F) that I don't go anywhere or see anyone, so no one asks me how far along I am, and since I'm not sick anymore (and counting down to feeling better), I just don't think about it. I did this during my first pregnancy too, about the same time! I had to mark it on my calender, and I'll have to do that this time too.

Other than none of my clothes fitting anymore (regular clothes too small, maternity too big), I feel great. Nothing like only having track pants to wear to bring you down, I swear.

We have names!

I've always known what my first son's name would be, and what my first daughter's name would be. I've already got my first boy, so now we had to come up with another boy name. I finally ran my name generator (that I use for Sims 2, no less!), and we actually agreed on a name that's not tooo English/Roman conqueror from history.

Max Lucian Sader. And everyone will ask "what's Max short for, Maximilian?", and he'll say "it's short for Max, thank you very much." Kinda like when people ask Keith what his middle name is. (it's Keith, duh.)

Oh, and if it's a girl, her name will be Josie Lynn. So now we wait for January's sonnogram.

Something different

Yesterday I did something I haven't done since before I found out I was pregnant. I played my Sims 2 game, y'all! Don't know why, but the mood just struck me, so I went with it. For someone who used to play the game almost every single day, 3 months is a long time. But, phases come and go, I suppose. I don't know if I will go back to playing it that often, but at least I'm getting my money's worth now.

On the pregnancy front, I've now felt the baby move. Driving home from Target with a full bladder and a baby that has the hiccups will do that. It's still too early to feel the baby move on a regular basis, I'm only in my 14th week. Not much new to report other than that. I'll have my sonnogram done in January, and have pictures to post, I'm sure.

Heartbeat!

We heard the heartbeat of the baby today! It was just as cool as the first time I heard Matt's heartbeat. I don't remember what Matt's heartbeat was, but this baby has a heartrate of 155.

I'm officially in my second trimester now, and I'm definately feeling better. Still a little tired, but, eh. The bad news is I can't fit into my jeans anymore, but I'm still too small for maternity clothes. It's too cold to wear skirts, and I only have three pair of pants that fit! Oh well.

Quizzy goodness

Haymaker

You are one of life’s enjoyers, determined to get the most you can out of your brief spell on Earth. Probably what first attracted you to atheism was the prospect of liberation from the Ten Commandments, few of which are compatible with a life of pleasure. You play hard and work quite hard, have a strong sense of loyalty and a relaxed but consistent approach to your philosophy.


You can’t see the point of abstract principles and probably wouldn’t lay down your life for a concept though you might for a friend. Something of a champagne humanist, you admire George Bernard Shaw for his cheerful agnosticism and pursuit of sensual rewards and your Hollywood hero is Marlon Brando, who was beautiful, irascible and aimed for goodness in his own tortured way.


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Week Twelve

Well, I'm almost to the end of week 12, and I think I'm starting to feel better. If I don't eat, I still get extremely nausous, and I'm still tired, but I don't feel nearly as bad as I was. Not much else to report, my next midwife appt is next wed, the 16th. I'll post an update then. Hopefully we'll be able to hear the heartbeat.

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Halloween cuteness

He's supposed to be a pirate, but without the hat he looks more like a British punk rocker!

Week Eleven

Not much new to report, still sick most of the time and tired ALL the time. I had a migrain this last weekend, and that really sucked, but I finally made it to my chiropractor today and I feel much better now.

It's raining here in KC today, which sucks, cause I've got a bunch of candy, and the rain keeps the trick-or-treaters off the street. Hopefully I can get rid of over half so I dont eat that much! Friday, hubby's work had a trick-or-treat for all the kids, and we took Matt as a pirate (with a mohawk!) You'd think no one in Johnson County, KS had ever seen someone with a mohawk before. It all depends on the weather tonight if hubby takes him out.

First Midwife appt.

Since my last pregnancy was without complication, and the worst part of my delivery experience was the damn nazi replacement doctor (my dr was on vacation, natch), I decided that I would find a midwife for my next baby, which, of course, is now.

Prenatal works mostly the same as with an ob. You go in, you pee in a cup, and weigh yourself. Except I get to dunk the test strip and see my own results, which is pretty cool. I still go in every 4 weeks until such time that I go in every two weeks, and then every week at the very end, just like I did with my ob.

There are several differences, tho, between a midwife and an ob. The main one is how many choices you get to make. They actually value my research and opinion, and don't get all condenscending on me when my choice is totally different from the norm. If I don't want something, they don't look at me like I've lost my mind and should be committed, and then give it to me anyway. (I really hated that.)

I'm also given the choice of having a water birth. I am soooo looking forward to trying that! Being in the water helped so much during my last labor. And it's better for the baby. (No, the baby can't drown, I promise.)

Hubby, of course, doesn't care who delivers the baby, as long as we are in a hospital with emergency care close at hand. You'd think he cared or something. ;)

Ninth week

Not much has changed in the "I feel like crap" department. I usually have about two good hours a day, but not even every day. My baby is now the size of a pinto bean, tho. How funny is that?!

Pregnancy Number 2

Well, since I'm not really playing my sims right now, I thought I'd turn this into a pregnancy journal. I discovered that I don't remember as much about my first pregnancy as I thought I did, and this will record it for posterity.

Currently, I'm at the beginning of my 8th week. I'm tired all the freakin' time. And if I'm not starving, I have an upset stomach. Not throw-up nauseous, just upset and not happy. There's maybe three hours in the day where I feel decent and normal. I'm really wondering how I managed to work thru my first pregnancy at this point! Oh well, only 5 more weeks, and the good part of the pregnancy will start.

Another baby!

Well, I'm six weeks pregnant, and the morning/all day sickness has hit. It really sucks! I suppose I should make my dr's appt now, huh?

Katrina

One man's photo journal of Katrina.

Katrina

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Almost TWO!

I swear, I just brought him home yesterday!

If you love to read....

....you're probably at least half-way thru the new Harry Potter book. Or, if you're like me and my hubby, already done with it.

What's even more amazing than who dies is who kills the person that dies. And the romance scenes are too damn funny. I'd say more, but people might actually read my blog, and that would spoil the book.

Punk Rocker!

Isn't he cute???

more pics at www.saderfamily.org

I have a punk rocker baby!

As soon as we get the pictures uploaded from the camera tonight, I'll post Matthew's new haircut, with blue spiker in it!

Finally!

Our internet service has been acting crazy this week. It started Monday, Memorial Day. It was a holiday, no biggie, didn't really miss it. Since it was a holiday, no one was in the local office, so they told us to call on Tuesday. Tuesday we had internet. Well, until around 9, 9:30pm. Then it went off again. Called the cable company again on Wednesday, service guy came out Thursday morning. After Keith came home from work and reset the firewall, we had internet again, YAY!! Wait....wait....nope, sorry two hours is long enough. No more internet for you! This time, the modem light was still on, but still losing packets like there was no tomorrow. So I called them again this morning (Friday), and of course they can't get anyone out until MONDAY. So Keith checked the splitter, changed the cables around, and now we have perfect internet! We'll go buy a new splitter ourselves, and I get to tell the cable co to fuck off! wooohoooo!

it's been awhile

Sorry it's been so long since I've posted. (not that many people actually check here that often).

Not much new in my Legacy challenge, other than I've got most of the first generation to the elder stage, and two in the town have actually died. Then I got bored (attention span of a gnat, remember?) and went back to playing in PleasantVille. So I'm there for a while. I'll go back to my Legacy challenge eventually, but playing it with a whole neighborhood and trying to keep everyone around the same stages in life is a challenge in and of itself. Should have known better!

toodles

Woohoo!

So my birthday is on Wednesday next week, but my birthday present came today! A 19-inch flat panel monitor from Dell! I'm in heaven! It's verra nice!

I love my hubby.

On a side note, now I can push my desk all the way to the wall so the toddler can't get behind it anymore!