A Question, and a Little Meeting

Question: How does a person with OCD tendencies, namely myself, survive spring cleaning?...

while pregnant?...

Forget spring cleaning! Can I just get these boxes unpacked!?!?!?!?! Ever!?!?!?!

Thus the following:

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"Trent, I think it's time you and I hold a little meeting."

"Trent? Can you stop walking away so we can hold a little meeting?"

"Ok. Trent. Mommy is having a hard time cause she is feeling like she is getting nothing done...and it's really hard on mommy."

Trent hands me one Mega Lego.

I put out my hand to receive it.

Trent adds another mega lego on top, then another, then another. Now we have a tower.

Trent looks at mom like, 'See mom. Now we built a tower. See mom, we got something done.' Trent sweetly smiles. A sweet smile that hits right to the heart.

Mom, now with heart of goo, starts thinking.

'Now how could we save time? I could kiss Trent 999 times a day, instead of 1000. Trent could stop eating. And pooping. And I could stop showering. Then maybe we'd have some time?'

'No. That's not right. That's not gonna work.'

Well, here we have a Mega Lego tower. Glad we got that done.

Pics

25 weeks...



A bug in a rug at the poolside.


Worshipped by throngs. Takin' it like a man.
Trent has awesome, loving cousins. It's so great!





Building with daddy.


Happy boy. Mom let Trent lick the spoon!





Trent has ALWAYS moved to the music. Whenever he hears music, even if from a distance, he moves his head and shakes his body. I love it. Here's a small example.

Swim, Read, and Build

Parent and Tot swim lessons is SO fun...

Floating with arms in a triangle,

Floating on your back,

Jumping in to mommy or daddy's arms,

Kick and scoop,

Fun times!

Trent's favorite book to read: Ten Ladybugs!

A builder at heart. I'm so proud.

Here's a video of Trent's awesome doggy paddle!! hehe

As of Late 2009

What have we been up to lately?

Well...

Every day I have tasks on my list of things that MUST be done. And every day at the end of the day, those SAME TASKS are on my list...still. What does that mean? I didn't get to ANY of them.

What is getting done? My belly is getting grown, my boy is getting bigger, our mouths are fed (barely), and our hearts are still beating.

How is this?! How is it that 5 pm rolls around and I still don't feel like I've started my day?

Here's one thing:

I have been doing Mom and Tot swim lessons with Trent. SO FUN! Twice a
week we go to an indoor pool and practice blowing bubbles, holding on to the
side wall of the pool, jumping off the side into mommy's arms, scooping our
arms, kicking our feet, floating on our back, and we even have an exercise
where I put Trent under the water and teach him to hold his breath. He is up
to 4 seconds holding his breath! He must be part dolphin like my dad.

We did go to the dentist. No cavities! No cavities = we get to order pizza for dinner = mom doesn't have to do dishes = Yay! Papa John's vegetarian pizza. Yum.

Trent has eight teeth including two molars. Woah. That's another thing that's getting done.

Trent has had a runny nose for eight weeks...seriously. Now that he's walking, he has learned to take LONGER and FASTER steps AWAY from me when he sees me with a kleenex in my hand. No more mom!

Needless to say, I am feeling excessively behind, and excessively more pressure to get things done NOW before BABY GIRL enters the scene...in FOUR MONTHS or less. (Because after that, all you moms know not a THING will get done for what seems like forever.)

Things on the list:
1. Unpack and sort my childhood boxes that dad insisted I must go through before I store them at his house again (a reasonable request, but am I happy my Barbies from the 1980's are sitting in our office/baby play room? not so much)
2. Could I finally get the budget for last month done? Finally!
3. Why does my cell phone calender/life brain hate me? Get that beast figured out, again.
4. Refinance. Figure out all this new Obama stuff. Daunting and deceiving to even think about sorting that out.
5. Catch up on my email inbox. That's never gonna be under control until the kids move out. I've given up.
6. Post all those pics I've been meaning to post.

All of this, while I try to keep up with daily life.

In the meantime,

• I'll keep trying to learn Trent's dolphin language/morse code so that we can communicate better.
• We'll keep singing together.
• I'll keep playing catch with him.
• I'll keep trying to keep my yoga pose as he unfailingly endeavors to knock me over.
• I'll keep trying to sweep up the crumbs from Trent's meals BEFORE he gets back in the kitchen to finish his meal from off the floor.
• I'll keep trying to get a shower daily now while I can (before baby #2).
• And I'll keep trying to say my "morning" prayers before 4 pm.

I know I've written a post like this before, and I had a moral to the story:

The best "something done" is taking care of my boy.

And it's true.

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In tribute to my endeavor to get a task done, which I now recommit myself to in STONE on my BLOG, indulge me as I post some photos that I've been meaning to post. (Reference daunting and never-accomplished task #6 above.)

Here are some pics of Trent and I with Cindy and JJ at Hee Haw Farms. Yes, it was last October...thus titled a daunting and un-accomplished task. But I must document for my own sake, and for that of the Grandparents.

The picture at the top of the post is my favorite. We used it for Trent's Valentine's cards this year.




Trent's first pony ride... (aren't those blue skies amazing?)






I love these two photos below, especially what Trent is doing in the second, diving in to taste the sign.






Trent was so sad..."Mommy, what happened to my nap?"...and then we went home.

Help please!!

I can't believe this just happened!! But I was messing with our blog settings and my "Blog People" list was deleted!!! I don't have any of your blog sites saved anymore!!

(Please note that I didn't even touch the "Blog List" button! The title was saved but my people were gone...So how did this happen? Has this happened to anyone else? No bueno.)

Please post here with your blog address! Please!

Agh!! I'm totally freaking out!

Update: (I was able to track down a bunch of your sites, but some of you I still need DESPERATELY. So don't leave me hangin'. If you don't see your name in the list to the right, please hook me up. I want to be your blogging friend for life! :) )

Celine

I don't know what to say or where to start, but my Celine Dion experience was more than I could have wished for before the concert even started. I don't know if I can even make this post.

I've shared the full details with a few of you, but here I've decided to be brief (though I don't mind gushing out my full story to anyone who requests).

So here it is:

A pregnancy potty run led me down an obscure hall where no one else was. Suddenly I overheard Celine doing sound check! (The emotions and tears started with just that, I would have been high off of that alone for years!) And THEN!, I was in the hallway when she exited the arena and walked right past me! As if that wasn't enough to send my little heart into palpitations (I was crying so hard I was basically hyperventilating and couldn't get words out to explain to Tim what had just happened), Tim and I were THEN greeted by Celine's husband Rene (Tim and I were the only ones in the hallway he had just entered), and Rene's advisor gave me a tap on the elbow, a wink and a smile (probably in the gesture of 'I see you're a fan. You're sweet.' and quite possibly also a 'Thank you for not mauling Rene'), and then Rene walked passed us again, looked at Tim and I, smiled, nodded and said hi.

You may ask, 'So did you run up to them? What happened next?!?' And the answer is, I'm just not the kind of fan that runs up to the people I love and admire. I stand, admire, and try to act as normal as possible. So we took the run-ins nobly. We done well. But yes, afterward, I cried off and on for 60 minutes, not believing what had just happened to me.

Thank you Paula, Aubrey, and Meradith, for understanding the depth of the meaning these experiences were for me.

It's okay, the rest of you can chuckle at my silliness. It's really okay. I've accepted how I am with this.

Due to another pregnancy potty break, I was right next to Celine AGAIN when she entered the arena, and was the first to see her (since I was anticipating her arrival after putting my brains and my knowledge of Celine's entrances together and solving the entrance mystery). Lucky for the gay guys next to me, I told them about the mystery I had solved and it was them that I grabbed and screamed with when she made her entrance. (Now that it was a whole arena in the room with her, and not just me and her, I decided screaming and cheering and going ballistic was now totally appropriate.)

She was amazing, everything I'd dreamt of: genuine, silly, funny, apologetic for postponing the concert, cute, quirky, appreciative, spontaneous, everything that left me empty at her concerts in Vegas.

It was everything and then some. Wonderful.

This is a picture we took of Tim and I when she sang "I'm Your Angel," which is the song of our "First Dance" as husband and wife.

We kept an eye on her husband throughout the concert. Tim and I found him in the arena even though he wasn't announced as having been there, and every so often she'd gesture or say something "in code" to him and we were able to pick up on the clues. It was fun.

We had great seats. She was so close it really felt like we were in her living room, and sometimes it even felt awkward if she would make eye contact with us as she sang...Agh! You see us! Agh!

And lucky, Lucky, LUCKY YOU ARE, because here below I have brought you a clip of her concert I saved on my camera. Lucky Lucky LUCKY YOU!!!

Here's a picture of the fam in Vail, we stayed with my Aunt Jeanette and her family there until the concert. It was so great to be with them! I'm so sad we didn't get pictures with them. :(

P.S. As requested, I am finally posting some new haircut pics.