Where in the world?

Right here in CO as usual... But haven't been up to blogging much recently. I promise I will give a few updates one day soon. I want to tell you about this pregnancy, how cry-it-out ended up working for us, and how weaning went. I want to update you on my life.

But I am oh-so-tired-and-nauseous. I will be back soon, though, I promise!

WTH, Etsy sellers?

I'm trying to kill the battery on my phone to reconfigure the battery charge capacity. I would've done it tomorrow except I can't sleep. So I'm browsing Etsy on it, hoping that the large quantity of picture loads will suck down battery juice. I am looking in the children's stuff, for obvious reasons; current and future Littles. 

Have you ever been browsing Etsy and seen something that just strikes you as wholly inappropriate? It doesn't happen to me much, because I'll be honest, I ordinarily LOVE Etsy. Most things that I look at on there are quite wholesome and nice. But there are always exceptions.
Anyway, first I see a onesie that has a large slogan printed on it. It says, "I'm with the M|LF." FIRST of all, my honest opinion is that vulgarities, or the implication of, don't belong on baby clothes. Babies are brand new and pure... They don't need a mockery made of them. But really-"I'm with the M|LF"?! I doubt the seller thought it through, but the "I" in M|LF does stand for "I'd" so that makes for an extra disgusting connotation. What was the person thinking when they printed that onesie? So tasteless, creepy, and disturbing. On multiple levels, really. 

OK, so I kept browsing. Then I see a onesie set; one is white with a tuxedo pattern (like a tux t-shirt) and the other is purple with a faux pearl necklace attached. What first caught my eye was how odd to attach a necklace to a onesie, what with the possibility of a baby getting hung up in it. .. Then I read the description. "Carrie and Mr. Big's night out," it read, "Matching onesies for twins or siblings." Let's pretend for a minute that Se.x In the City is your favorite show. It isn't mine by a long shot, but whatevs. It isn't appropriate for kids by a long shot. But didn't Carrie and Mr. Big date or get married or something?! Do you want to act out some romantic relationship from a show about se.x with your sweet, sibling babies?! I sure wouldn't, how creepy!

So that's my WTHeck this evening. If you've never checked out Etsy, don't let these two bizarre items sway you. Etsy is generally a great place to find all manner of beautiful handmade goodness.

I'm off to bed, having successfully killed my phone. Another day of nausea and exhaustion lies ahead of me. Just wish I could sleep.

*Lest you think this blog is laden with typos, please note that I made specific changes to certain words that may, in a search engine, bring the wrong type of attention to this blog. I think the post is still clear. And honestly, I'm giving some thought to taking the blog private, anyway. I have very few followers but since I do post a good bit about my little fella, I'm just not sure I want it public. It would be email invite, rather than altogether private. Thoughts?

A brief update

I'm doing OK, trying to get used to the newness of a second surprise pregnancy.

As I write this, it is 6:47 AM, and my little fella is still sleeping! That is a huge step in our sleep process.

The sleep process is really important now they we'll have a new baby in a while. It still hasn't quite hit me yet, although I do have moments where I think WOW, we are having another baby! I really look forward to my doctor's appointment at the end of the month. Maybe it'll be real to me after the ultrasound?

ETA: this was supposed to post 8/6, but apparently it failed. So I'm trying again.

Please excuse me for my distance

So, I've been a little absent recently. I just haven't really felt like I had much of anything to say. I haven't been feeling all that great, have had day after day of killer headaches, and just generally haven't felt much like myself, let alone writing. Gage is doing great on cry-it-out, at least at night. Maybe next week we'll get him crib napping. Thus far it's been largely couch napping. But he is still out of our bed altogether.

A couple days ago, I sort of felt like blogging and thought maybe I could come up with something to say. I didn't feel very well though, really light headed and nauseous so I ended up scraping the idea. Yesterday I totally felt like blogging, because I had something I needed to get out. But it was premature, and so I had to wait until today to make my point. If you are friends with me on facebook or Google+, you totally already know what was wrong with me and why I haven't been feeling that great. In fact, you might know by now anyway! But in case you've missed it, here's why ...

I'm pregnant! Yep, that's right. Not too far along, but enough to get three positive at home tests. We'll see the doctor at the end of this month to try to nail down the actual due date. I can hardly wait. That's about all I've got right now. Hooray!

Weekend Update: we still have a whole 'nother day!

Today was a mostly nice day. Despite a cranky fussy guy at times, we had a great time. We went for a morning walk before it got too hot, then we came home and tried to get our little to nap. That didn't go amazingly well, so we took him swimming. He loved that and so did we.  We came home and tried more nap with little luck. After the failed nap, we went to the apartment complex ice cream "social" at the pool, where we all loaded up on sundaes, and were "gifted" with leftover chocolate ice cream and chocolate syrup by the people doing the ice cream. We also happened to be gifted with a floaty swim suit by some neighbors we had never met while at the pool the first time.

As we were drying off and getting ready to leave, a mom at the pool inquires about Gage's age. I told her, and she told us her little boy's floaty swim thing didn't fit him anymore.  Would we like it, she asked? Never ones to pass up useful free stuff, we said sure. It looks brand new. Kind of a strange day, in a good way. 

Tomorrow we are trying out a new church. Gage will be in the children's ministry, with kids his age and without us for the first time.  We would like to find a good church family to be part of, so keep us in your prayers that this will be a good fit... and that Gage will enjoy the children's ministry. After that, we will try to get a nap out of Gage, then we'll be off to my folks' house for dinner. 

Enjoy the rest of your weekend... we sure will.

Snake-a-phobia (and other assorted miscellany)

Gage and I visited the doctor today. We learned that basically, cry-it-out isn't working for us because we have been doing it wrong since roughly night 5. Sigh. So as of tonight we are trying to get back on track. Gage has woken up once already (it is 12:22 AM) and got himself back to sleep in 10 minutes. Wish I could say the same for me. I just lay here, feeling like I'm waiting for him to wake up. Which is pointless, because I have to let him self-soothe anyway. But really glad the doctor thinks everything is a-ok, we just need to adjust our strategy.

Nothing else amazing going on. Monday morning Gage and I took Chevy for a walk, and had another snake encounter. This one was uncomfortably close to home. I had Gage in his wrap, and I specifically avoided the snakey weeds by our apartment complex park; we were walking there last week and saw a nice snake skin that had been shed. Do you know what a snake skin says to me? Snakes are present in this area. Shudder. So I'm not too comfy over there, especially since the apartment jerks don't bother to knock back the weeds over there. Walking through there I am just waiting for a snake to strike, and the weeds encroach so thickly on the path that it is entirely too easy for me to imagine. Seriously. I have a hearty fear of snakes, that goes without saying if you've read this far.

Back to my recent run-in. We were just getting ready to walk through some rocks to the sidewalk in front of our building when Chevy spotted a rabbit. She went after it, and I yanked her back. As I yanked her almost to me, I looked down at her feet, and saw a tan and brown snake, roughly 3 feet long, recoiling from her and doing the creepy tongue thing snakes do. THANK GOD it didn't bite her. And seriously, thank God for that rabbit. I was not far from that snake, but I would've been right on top of it if not for Chevy's antics. Wearing Crocs flip flops and just ripe for the biting. I did what any self-respecting snake-a-phobic (is there an actual medical term for snake-a-phobes?) would do. I shrieked like a girl and ran away from the snake. A guy getting his baby out of a Hummer nearby surely heard and saw my performance. He likely thought I was absolutely nuts. I may or may not have referred to slithery creatures with an obscene name and hoped aloud to Brian that when the maintenance guys mowed, they would grind up the snakey jerks. I don't like them that close to home. For once I'm kinda thankful we live on the second floor!

Fun ahead this weekend. Friday night (er, tonight, I guess) we are having some close friends over, then this weekend some friends from Albuquerque will be here. We can't wait to see them, too. And they'll be shocked when they see Gage.

Tomorrow, Gage and I have a blissful day of no plans. Hopefully his crib naptime (recommended by the doctor) will go ok. I have a feeling there will be a lot of tears. Gage probably won't be too happy with the arrangement either.

Hope you all are having a blissful night of sleep. I'm off to Google the clinical term for snake-a-phobia. Oh, hush. I know you're curious too.

ETA: Fear of snakes is ophidiophobia. And if you Google that, and your curiosity is peaked, yes, looking at pictures of snakes gives me anxiety and panic feelings.

A brief cry-it-out update

This will be a very brief post because I'm in desperate need of a shower... and sleep. Gage will see the doctor tomorrow morning to discuss his bizarre-o sleep issues. We are at the point where we feel like we've given cry-it-out a fair shake - and it hasn't really worked. Sure, we had a couple of good nights in there where we thought everything was going to be ok, but then we went right back to old patterns. The one good thing that has come of CIO is that he will go to sleep in his crib without crying. Unfortunately, he won't stay asleep in his crib, and many nights he wants to play at 2:00 AM. Clearly, this is an issue for all of us.

Hopefully the doctor can shed some light on why he is so against sleeping. Because right now, he won't even really sleep well with me. He just doesn't seem to be interested. So, who knows? I've done well logging our days, so I just need to organize and print those so I can take them with us. Also need to go through the blog and make note of the first 20 days or so and how they went, since I logged pretty faithfully here.

Keep us in your prayers. The sleep is something that affects all of us and we are all definitely feelin' it right now! I'm sure you can tell, seeing as how it's almost all I've written about for the better part of a month.