My Beautiful Boy!

Isn't he just delish?  Oh I could stare at him all day.  Oh wait... I do!  I'll post more of these pictures {taken today} on Sunday for his 7 month post.  This one however is up for a BEAUTIFUL baby picture contest over on Parenting By Dummies.  I'll post a link to get all your lovely votes in another week or so, but for now, just take a gander at the picture I chose to submit.  Look at those dark brown eyes!  *swoon*

for pbd: Aiden is 7 months at time of entry. :)

We'll call him Sr. Guacamole!

Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone!  We almost forgot it was even a holiday!  I made a last minute store run for some Corona's and lime.  I also got avocados and tomatoes and came home and made us some super yummy quesadillas!  Kris used up some steak we had and grilled them.  Then I used steak and all the fixin's for a good dinner. 

For Aiden I mushed up some avocado, shredded cheese and some sour cream {with a little lime juice} and he had his own guacamole!  Here is Sr. Guacamole in all his glory! 

{my apologies for the blurry pics - they are from my cell phone}

2 steps forward, 1 step back. Supermom to Superbomb.

Yesterday I felt like a superhero, supermom.  Today I feel like a failure.  It's soo hard to see a glimpse of feeling wonderful and then feel like it disappeared.  I don't know what happened overnight, but I want it back.  I know I will have it back, and I am writing this all out now so I can start today fresh.  I am making the choice to make today more like yesterday.

Yesterday began like any other day.  Mommy got to sleep in a bit while Daddy got up with Aiden.  He gave him his morning bottle, changed his morning poopy {my boys are morning poopers, it's kind of funny the similarities you notice} and spent some time playing with toys.  Mommy got up and drank coffee, blogged a bit and Aiden went down for a nap.  Easy.  Normal.

Daddy suggested a walk since it was nice out, I decided I needed a shower first.  Then my mom came over and we all skipped the walk and sang songs while Kris uploaded stuff to mom's ipod.  Aiden enjoyed his grammy and mommy singing to him and eventually got tired and went back down for a nap.  Again, nothing unusual or superhero like.  Fun.  Unplanned.

Then the afternoon hit.  Aiden was fussy and being a pain in the butt for Kris.  Mommy to the rescue!  I could tell Kris was stressing out because of Aiden and because my poor husband has been working soo hard to take care of me and Aiden he was not taking care of himself.  So he took a minute to bathe Aiden and I got dinner going, I actually made dinner folks.  I mean like, I poached chicken breasts, boiled some broccoli and then threw together a chicken curry broccoli casserole and had it in the oven when Kris was done bathing Aiden.  Supermom took over the show!

I played with Aiden, sang to him, talked to him, let him bounce all over me.  All the while daddy worked out his stress by playing video games.  I wasn't stressed in the least bit, it felt amazing to be in control.  I wasn't anxious because Aiden was being fussy.  I wasn't annoyed because Kris was playing video games and watching X-Men.  I just kept pulling new tricks out of my magic bag to entertain Aiden.  We went outside on the patio and watched for birds, I cooled some dinner down and fed him.  The kid LOVED the casserole, my son is NOT at all a picky eater.  He gobbled up a bunch of food.  I brushed his teeth and made funny sounds which kept him giggling and drooling for a good 5 minutes.  Still had curry smell to him though lol. 

Aiden continued to be fussy and I didn't want to put anymore stress on Kris so I just kept on keeping on.  I was filled with this energy of "Look at ME?!  I'm doing this!".  I was soo proud of myself, but I didn't say anything to jinx myself.  I am sure my higher dose of meds helped.  It doesn't seem to wear off at the end of the day, last night was proof.  It was keeping me sane all day.  I had a genius mom moment and put crushed ice {which I had to crush myself from a cube using my slap chop!} in Aiden's mesh feeder.  He loved it!  It kept him quiet while he sucked on it and I knew it must have made his mouth feel better.

I got him to bed, and life was well.  I took the roll of binkie {something he won't take while teething anyway...} patrol and got up with Aiden throughout the night too.  Due to his mouth, his sleep seems bothered this week.  I had to rock him a few times, but I did it, and I was fine.  I turned on his music bear, held him close, closed my own eyes {I think I drifted off once} and listened to the rain outside pelting the tin carports.  Then everything changed at 7am.

Aiden was awake, I was still soo very tired {the ExcedrinPM keeps me groggy in the am}.  Kris had a tummy ache.  So I got Kris some meds, and made Aiden a bottle.  It took 3 times rocking him to try and get him to finish the bottle.  I had to dig out new toys so I could keep him still long enough to change that routine poopy diaper.  I was getting frustrated!  How could this be happening soo early in the morning?  I was fine the day before, I was supermom.  Ugh.  So I finally got Aiden back to sleep and managed another hour of sleep for myself.  We all go up as a family at 930.

The crappiness continues.  Aiden was fussy and the noise was getting on my nerves.  I was hot, I forgot to take my heartburn pill when I woke up, so my morning coffee was already giving me grief.  The tv was annoying me, I felt smothered on the sofa by a well meaning hubby and a squirmy boy.  Why am I feeling this way?  Kris could see it and he decided to take Aiden shopping for my Mother's day gift.  Fine, great!  Except in order to get out the door it meant mommmy had to hold squirmy boy while balancing a laptop on her legs because she had no free hand to move it.  Aiden screaming while Kris tried to dress him.  The loss of the coupon I SWORE I had.... Kris holding Aiden in the hall while Aiden decided to lean back giving me a near heart attack as he almost hit his head on the wall.... it just kept on. 

Now I sit in a silent house.  Aiden and Kris got out the door just fine, Kris didn't even bother packing a diaper bag because he knew I needed them out, and I am making the choice to write out my morning frustration.  I WILL NOT let this morning get the best of me.  I KNOW I can have a good day from start to finish.  I asked Kris as he was leaving how come I couldn't have a good day again and he said "you can, and you will".  He is right.  I can, and I will.  I'm going to finish this post.  Go take a nice shower.  Pour another cup of coffee and enjoy silence until my boys return.  Perhaps a nice walk this afternoon to get some fresh air.  I just need to remember that while I can't control my mind, that's what my meds are for, I can control my surroundings.  *Insert deep breath here*  It's 2 steps forward, and 1 step back. 

Get To Know You Sunday: 8 questions answered!

This week the questions are....
1. Are you superstitious?
Yes, a bit.  I don't like when a black cat crosses my path and I do NOT go under ladders.  I also make a wish when the clock says 11:11 if I see it!

2. If you were an animal..what kind would you be?
Probably a cat.  They sleep a lot and get to curl up to humans and get attention.  Also who doesn't love laying in the sun.

3. You would never catch me wearing.........?
Socks with Sandals.  Never.

4. If someone posts a VLOG..do you watch it?
Sometimes.  I think it depends on who the person is and what the topic is.  I watched one the other day on a fellow PPD blog.  Sometimes i don't watch the silly get to know you ones though - I don't care enough what your favorite color is to sit through a 4 minute video.  I've considered doing my own VLOG - but I'm afraid no one would care!

5. Have you ever waxed your girlie/manly parts..or any other part of your body?
Holy geez.  Yes.  I tried to do it myself one time and I almost passed out from the pain!  I used a sugar wax, not the hot kind.  Anyway, it was in college my roommate was out and I just sat down on the bathroom floor and thought nothing of it.  Boy was I wrong.  I got 2 minutes into it and things were getting white and fuzzy and I thought I was going to pass out.  So I quit and had to cut the rest of the wax off.  Oh lord I will never try that again.  I walked around for nearly a month with a funny bald spot on my cooter. 

6. Are you a spender or a saver?
A bit of both.  I tend to go on spurts of saving up and being a good girl.  Or if there is something that I want I will save up for it and then spend it.  There are some places I have a hard time going into without spending money though.  Like Target, when everything is cheap I justify spending, but I don't really think about how a lot of cheap things add up.  Whoops! 

7. If you were starring in a movie..who would you want to play your leading man/woman?
My husband of course!  Well wait, he is shy so that might not work out... I don't know, I like Tom Hanks, plus then our movie would be a popular one.  Or maybe Vince Vaughn, he'd make me pee my pants laughing.

8. Smoker..never smoked..social smoker..or smoked back in the day?
I smoked a few cigs in college when at bars with friends.  Probably less than 10 cigs total in my life.  I hate how they make your fingers smell and the taste in your mouth.  I could never smoke again and I dated smokers but asked Kris to quit when we met.  The night we met at the bar he stopped smoking for good.  That's love. 

Join in the fun here:  I may start doing this weekly, you should too!