Still A mess

The game was a lot of fun. The stadium is absolutely amazing, but my dad was right. It totally caters to people with money. Altogether, our night out at the ballpark cost well over $200. I can't imagine how much it would have been with the kids. We sat in the "Redbird Club" area which had an air-conditioned (well, it wasn't air-conditioned at the time, it was nipply!) area with 6 stations of different cuisines to choose from. LP and I had 'gourmet' pizzas. It's a far cry from hot dogs and nachos, that is for sure. Our meal was over $30, and that was just one soda. But it was a lot of fun. LP is usually not allowed to take pictures, as you can see from the picture above, it's more like a "Where's Waldo" game than a picture of me.

On a sad note, we lost one of Cardinal players this weekend. Josh Hancock, relief pitcher, was killed in a car accident. He was only 29. And that just sucks.

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Only a few more weeks until we go to the beach. We have two out of town soccer tournaments and Rug has started softball, so no rest for the wicked!

Here is a question to leave you with that I heard on the radio the other day: Is there a quote or line from a book that changed your way of thinking, and if there is, what is it?

I will tell you my answer tomorrow!

what the &(#$(#

Haven't posted because my thoughts have been a big scramble of mumble jumble. Crazy thoughts flitter in and out of my head constantly, I am unable to maintain one thought for any period of time. So here are a few that have jogged the treadmill in my head:

** What IF God was one of us? That song was on the radio. I'm more in limbo right now about my faith than ever, but if I had two questions, one serious and one not so much, the first would be, "What is UP with babies having cancer?" and the other would be, "God, how would my life be different if I had decided to go to that party in 8th grade that I stayed home from?"

** I truly believe Miss M is an old soul. She talks/babbles all the time, but if I reply in 'baby talk' she looks at me like I'm completely whacked. But when I start talking to her about the news, she talks back. So I've been asking her if she was in a nursing home, or if she died tragically, or what, because she totally acts like she's been here before. I guess her looking at me like I'm completely whacked isn't so far off.

** what the hell is up with THIS? Like a nutzo Law & Order episode except it's real!

** I've finally gotten to an 11 minute mile. I used to do a 9 minute one. At least I've finally gone down a size in pants. Yesterday I was watching "20 Skinniest Celebrities" on VH1 and it was grossing me out but at the same time I kept catching myself thinking, "I wish I had that kind of commitment to starve myself." WTF!

** I'm re-reading "Watership Down". I never thought a book about rabbits would interest me.

** When is the point in a friendship when you say, enough? Aren't you supposed to be friends with someone no matter what, even if they do something you don't agree with? But where is the line between forgiveness and not being taken advantage of?

** How do you instill confidence in your children? Do you build them up or knock them down?

** One of the moms on our softball team told me her daughter thinks LP is 'cute'. Yeah right honey. She had to of heard it from somewhere. Note to self: Watch that chickadee very closely.

** Planet Earth is probably the coolest thing I've ever seen in HD. Wow.

** Could Yadier Molina get any cuter??

** I wish I would not have been so mean to that girl in 7th grade. God what a little witch I was.

** I started taken Hydroxycut, just to see if it would help me. I was up for 3 nights straight.

** Al was in the talent show this year and I could not have been prouder of any one else dancing to "Space Jam". Who would have thought that song would even be relevant anymore.

** I have got to get some self tanner.

** I'm going to go real blonde again this summer.

** Hmm. I haven't blogged in awhile.


So there you have it. My sordid brain making all kinds of ridiculous synapses. Oh, and Miss M is sleeping through the night and guess what did it...letting her go to sleep! Just putting her down! Not getting up with her! It's amazing!

Tonight LP got tickets to the Cardinals game. I have not even BEEN in the new stadium, such a pity. I cannot wait, as they are playing the CUBS, and in case you didn't know, this is the Midwest version of the Red Sox/Yankees rivalry. Except well, the Cubs STILL have yet to win a World Series. At least we've won a World Series in our 'new' stadium.

Ciao!

Stole it

I got this over at Torie's, the soon to be not sleeping mamma. It is one of those viral videos, you will be seeing it everywhere!

PEARL

Thank you!

Thanks for all the advice/support regarding Miss M's sleep pattern or lack thereof. I had a bit of a Mini-Breakdown yesterday, probably due to the culmination of every person in the house being sick (either throwing up, pink eye, coughing, sneezing, diarrhea or just basic blah-ness) in the last week on top of the lack of sleep. The one night LP stayed up with Miss M last week, Rug was up puking all night. So needless to say the caffeine was working overtime.

The night before last Miss M fell asleep in my arms around 9 ish, and she woke up around 4 a.m. I went in there, patted her on the back, stuck that pacifier back in and she fell back asleep. Then last night I set her in her crib at 9 p.m. and turned on her 'aquarium'. She cried for about 10 minutes, LP went in there, patted her, and folks...she slept until 6 a.m.!!!!!!!! Holy guacamole. I was stoked. I know that this isn't going to happen every night, but damn, 7 hours of uninterrupted sleep are you KIDDING?? LP and I actually got some Business done somewhere other than the shower too!!! Now THAT my readers, can be chalked up as a good day.

Even with the Mini-Breakdown, which, if you must know, consisted of me trying to utilize time efficiently only to end up with protein pancake batter all over me and the kitchen, as well as the plastic top of my blender shredded and grated in with said protein pancaker batter. 'Nuf said.

LP was freaked out by my losing it (of course I called him at work...if I was going down he was going down with me) so much he even suggested I partake in a recreational drug...one of which I may or may not have participated in since college...but I chose instead to blow bubbles with my daughters, and that helped a LOT. I always said bottles of Xanax should include a jug of bubbles to go along, it helps calm your nerves so much.

In conclusion I really thank everyone for giving me such great words of support. Now I know that breakdowns are much better done on your blog, where people you've never met can help you out a hell of a lot more than any psychotherapy can. Cheers!

Good night Light and the red balloon....

Remember last year, when Dooce talked about her sleep troubles with Leta?

I do. I even commented on it. And so did a lot of other people. Very angry people.

Now finding myself in the same position, with a baby who will not sleep through the night, I find myself torn. The first night I attempted to let her sleep on her own, I woke up in the middle of the night only to find her with her head stuck under the bumper pad!! I was horrified, and she slept with me after that.

I tried to let her sleep on her own again, and then she developed this chest cold, so how could I not let her sleep with me then? I certainly didn't want the Angry Mom Brigade tearing down my doors.

In the meantime, I am drinking enormous amounts of caffeine, even Britney Spears would be stunned at the amount of caffeine I've ingested. And caffeine usually has such ill effects on my system, right now, it's barely balancing out my tiredness.

(I just fell asleep for a few minutes while typing that last paragraph. Seriously. I'm TIRED).

What's a mom to do? Let her cry herself to sleep? Continue to sleep in her bedroom on the extra bed while my husband drifts easily to sleep in our bedroom, never again to share the same abode? Resorting only to quickies in the shower? (did I just say that outloud?) Do I buy book upon book to figure out what is abuse and what isn't??

I know about sleep problems. I have them. My mother would sing "You Give Your Hand to Me" and "500 Miles" every night to me while rubbing my head to go to sleep as a child. I truly believe that if someone would do that to me now, I'd have no more insomnia. (LP, ya listenin?) Aren't I doing Miss M a favor by not allowing her to expect me to sing her a song in hopes of her falling asleep? Isn't falling asleep on your own something that's a GOOD thing?

Help me out here. There is only so much Diet Dr. Pepper one person can drink. I'm going to have to resort to Red Bulls soon, and it's only a short hop skip away from shaving the head.

SPF Friday- HOLEY!

I know it's been a long time since I've participated in SPF (Stuff Portrait Friday) but with the addition of my new camera, things are on the up and up. Even if my participation this week is really stretching it.

The theme is "Holey" I guess due to Easter and all (Kristine found Jesus...thank goodness). Yesterday Rug and I made this fantabulous Rice Krispie Bunny, and Rice Krispies are very HOLEY so there, I followed the rules.

Rug decorated Mr. Bunny all by herself--Swedish Fish eyebrows and all-- and was quite proud. Proud enough, in fact, to put her little sister on the table and take her temperature or squish her head down, if you take this picture literally. I didn't take the picture, LP did. I was in here, oddly enough, looking up Dionysus on Wikipedia. Don't ask.

Happy Easter and...DIDJA PLAY???

Made me laugh today

Mother-in-Law rant.

Please! though this will come back to bite me in the tuckus as I will most likely be acrabby mom-in-law x 3.

baby handlers

So what is the proper etiquette when someone takes your baby out of your hands to hold them? Without asking, that is. I have come across this a lot lately, I know my kid is adorable but seriously? First of all, it's all yucky outside and who the hell knows what kind of germs you are carrying. And secondly, HELLO THAT IS MY KID.

I'm all about the sharing of the baby love. Babies to some people are like chocolate candy or Reese's Peanut butter cups, they brighten up their day. I am not a baby person, except for my own, so I know there have been few incidents of me taking a baby, and if there were, I surely ASKED permission first.

What's a momma to do? Shun said baby holders or just say, "Hey, not right now. She just got done playing with her own poop."

Wild Card Wednesday

Over at TKW's, Wednesdays have changed from Way Back to Wild Card. Probably due to the fact that I FINALLY have a scanner to participate in Way Back Wednesday, but such is the way the cosmos is working against me. Let's move forward.

I considered following along and doing the Water Park theme, but this is just another Vegas picture, and we can either file it under "Wedding" since we were renewing our vows, or, my preference, "Wasted" as that is what I was in this picture. Good times.

On a much more disturbing note, did anyone READ this?????

Keith Richards keeping the commandment to honor thy father

WTF indeed!

I coulda told them that

Mom's heartburn is linked to babies' hair

A small study may confirm what was thought to be a folk tale — the notion that mothers who suffer from heartburn during pregnancy give birth to babies with heads of hair.

Researchers at Johns Hopkins University conducted a study intending to put the claim to rest; instead they confirmed it.

Their study followed 64 pregnant women, including 78 percent suffering from some form of heartburn.
Here's what they learned:— Of the 28 women who reported moderate to severe heartburn, 23 had babies withaverage or above-average amounts of hair.—

Ten of 12 women who reported no heartburn had babies with little or no hair.

Researchers linked the hair to high levels of estrogen and other hormones that can cause heartburn in some women. Those same hormone levels are linked to increased hair growth for unborn babies.