So, (I have realized that i particularly like starting most of my sentences out with this word.....strange) after reading i think every tutorial on this blogger website i still have no idea what i am actually doing. I do know these 2 things:
1. I can write sentences and then hit the "publish post" button and wa-la, my thoughts magically appear for all to see and
2. If all else fails, just call someone, which is pretty much what i am thinking is going to be the game plan for "blogging"
Like i said in my previous post, i have A LOT to learn. Hold that thought though.....crying baby awake from too short of a nap.
Okay, back for business some 80 hours later it feels like. Geez, what is it with babies not wanting to take naps? I mean honestly folks, if someone was like please, please let me rock you and say sweet things to you and then give you something to "comfort" you (in Brayden's case a pacie), wouldn't you be begging to go to sleep numerous times a day? I mean, i would, no need to try to butter me up for that one. But alas, dear sweet Brayden doesn't find the thought of nap time entertaining nor comforting and precedes to wake-up all too early from his much needed and i honestly mean much needed nap. You see, unfortunately for B (that's what i call him) he has gotten quite the bad gene from good ole ma and pops, which is known as that lovely piece of DNA we like to call stubbornness. Poor little B not only got a very microscopic dose from his mother, he has also gotten a very hefty double dose from his father. Now, i realize that this shocks all of you in the fact that you all thought that i didn't have a "stubborn" gene in my body, and i must say i agree with you about 99.99%, but that last 0.01% gets ya every time. (Ha ha) So, B and i fight daily on the topic of naps. He has yet to figure out that i am going to win almost every battle fought because i'm the mom and we basically rule the world he lives in. He will quickly learn when mama ain't happy, not only is nobody in the house happy, but anything and everything that revolves in his little world is not happy either. (P.S.- Thank heavens for spell check on this thing, cause without it, you wouldn't understand half of what i am trying to say) I pretty sure he is going to have a fabulous time learning this whole life lesson. Didn't we all?
Another thing i have learned from being a parent (the whole 5 months worth of it), is never say "oh, i won't do that" cause you 1. are seriously lying to yourself and 2. are going to eat your words at some point in time during your lifetime as a parent. For instance, when i was little my mom would always lick her thumb and wipe the sides of my mouth clean that i missed with a napkin. I don't think i can put into words how much it drove me crazy and totally grossed me out, not to mention is totally embarrassing. And, i swore up and down that i would never in a million years do that to my child. Well guess what folks...below and behold, i catch myself doing it to B all the time, and he's not even eating real people food yet. I can only imagine how awful it will be for him when he does. Poor kid....start praying for him now everyone cause i'm pretty sure it's going to drive him into some short of a breakdown later on in life. Oh, well it is what it is. I guess those awful things that you hated as a kid that you swore you would never do to your kids really does come full circle. And now, it makes sense why your parents did that too you......i always thought it was just because they liked to sit back and watch me squirm with embarrassment or just felt like tormenting me. Never once did it cross my small pea-brain of a self that it was actually for my benefit. Who knew? Lesson learned i suppose.
Well enough random thoughts and chatter for today. I find myself going off on random topics so prepare yourselves for these. You'll get a glimpse into my "bubble world" of a life. Hope you enjoy it.
Adios!
Monday, August 1, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Intro to me....
So, here goes my first adventure with technology and the world of blogging....who knew this existed. My friends inform me daily that i need to come out of the "bubble world" i live in and dive into the 21st century. What's wrong with living in a "bubble world"? My dad, who died last April, always lived in a bubble world and i think he was very content in his own little world of wonder. Plus, when you live in your own little world, there is nothing ever wrong in the world, not to mention you get whatever you want....when you want it. Who wouldn't want that?
So here goes nothing....can't say you don't like something if you never try it, right? Life As I Now Know It is the so-called "name" of my blog because the life that i use to know, no longer exists. About 5 short months ago my life drastically changed.....little Brayden James Fleming literally popped into the world, and my world has been rocked and rolled ever since. Now, don't get thinking to yourself that i am not grateful for this little chicken nugget of mine. My hubbie and i wanted a baby desperately and were and are very blessed when we got preggers on our second try. But, man oh man, nothing prepares you for what is coming in only 40 short weeks. You think to yourself, 40 weeks....wow, that's a long time. Well guess what folks, 40 weeks freakin' flies by, and i mean it FLIES. So you go to the doctor only what fills like a million times before you little wonder of the world decides to make their grand appearance. You get the dreaded first ultrasound, which let me tell you is nothing like what is seen on TV. They literally insert this long rod looking thing with jelly stuff on it into you and wa-la you see your small peanut (literally it is shaped like a peanut. Who knew?) floating around in this large sac looking thing. Now, if this is your first baby, like it was mine, you have absolutely no idea what you are looking at and you have to ask the person doing the ultrasound a thousand questions, which makes you feel like an idiot and the most unprepared mother-to-be in the world. But, thankfully you get over that and show up to each visit counting down the weeks when your little one will arrive. Then comes that essential milestone of the 20 week mark in your pregnancy where you get to find out the sex of the baby. Don't think i slept much the night before, because i was so excited. Now for me, i would of bet the house on the fact that i was having a girl. I mean i wouldn't even look at little boy clothes when we would shop around because i KNEW (yeah, right!!) i was having a girl. I even went as far as telling my husband that he needed to put on his "happy face" when they told him it was a girl. I knew he wanted a boy more than anything, so i was trying to prepare him for the fact that he was going to have a girl. Ya know, sometimes we really should just trust God and let Him tell us what the game plan is for our lives instead of us trying to figure it out for ourselves. Cause behold, at 20 weeks i was pregnant with very much a BOY! I honestly thought i might fall off the table when she told me that. Prior to going to the dr that day, my friend had told me what to look for.....she said, if it's a boy the part will look like a turtle popping its head out and if its a girl, the part will look like a big-mac. Well, the turtle was wide awake and revealing its head to all the world. I also had drank a 20 fl oz coca-cola on the way to the dr to guarantee that our little wonder would be wide awake for the ever awaiting ultrasound.....we were only getting one shot at this gender looking thing, so you best believe i was going to take full advantage and not let him sleep through it! The inventor of caffeine in a beverage really should win the Nobel Peace Prize cause i mean it's AMAZING.
So, its boy and everyone is thrilled. I think i was more thrilled to find out that our son had fingers, toes, a heart that was all connected, kidneys, a brain, etc than the actual sex. It seems like you hold your breath in anticipation for 20 long weeks eating what you are suppose to, taking those awful vitamins, and throwing your guts up all for that one sentence from the doctor......"he looks great!" Then it's like you can finally let out that breath and enjoy becoming fat, bloated, swollen, and breathless cause he just kneed you in the rib cage.
Well, hubbie needs the computer so i will continue at a later date. Enjoyed my first blogging experience and hopefully there will be more to come. Not quite sure how to make this thing pretty yet or uploading pictures. Boy do i have a lot to learn. Thank heavens i have friends who know how to operate this stuff and are currently living in the 21st century.
Adios!
So here goes nothing....can't say you don't like something if you never try it, right? Life As I Now Know It is the so-called "name" of my blog because the life that i use to know, no longer exists. About 5 short months ago my life drastically changed.....little Brayden James Fleming literally popped into the world, and my world has been rocked and rolled ever since. Now, don't get thinking to yourself that i am not grateful for this little chicken nugget of mine. My hubbie and i wanted a baby desperately and were and are very blessed when we got preggers on our second try. But, man oh man, nothing prepares you for what is coming in only 40 short weeks. You think to yourself, 40 weeks....wow, that's a long time. Well guess what folks, 40 weeks freakin' flies by, and i mean it FLIES. So you go to the doctor only what fills like a million times before you little wonder of the world decides to make their grand appearance. You get the dreaded first ultrasound, which let me tell you is nothing like what is seen on TV. They literally insert this long rod looking thing with jelly stuff on it into you and wa-la you see your small peanut (literally it is shaped like a peanut. Who knew?) floating around in this large sac looking thing. Now, if this is your first baby, like it was mine, you have absolutely no idea what you are looking at and you have to ask the person doing the ultrasound a thousand questions, which makes you feel like an idiot and the most unprepared mother-to-be in the world. But, thankfully you get over that and show up to each visit counting down the weeks when your little one will arrive. Then comes that essential milestone of the 20 week mark in your pregnancy where you get to find out the sex of the baby. Don't think i slept much the night before, because i was so excited. Now for me, i would of bet the house on the fact that i was having a girl. I mean i wouldn't even look at little boy clothes when we would shop around because i KNEW (yeah, right!!) i was having a girl. I even went as far as telling my husband that he needed to put on his "happy face" when they told him it was a girl. I knew he wanted a boy more than anything, so i was trying to prepare him for the fact that he was going to have a girl. Ya know, sometimes we really should just trust God and let Him tell us what the game plan is for our lives instead of us trying to figure it out for ourselves. Cause behold, at 20 weeks i was pregnant with very much a BOY! I honestly thought i might fall off the table when she told me that. Prior to going to the dr that day, my friend had told me what to look for.....she said, if it's a boy the part will look like a turtle popping its head out and if its a girl, the part will look like a big-mac. Well, the turtle was wide awake and revealing its head to all the world. I also had drank a 20 fl oz coca-cola on the way to the dr to guarantee that our little wonder would be wide awake for the ever awaiting ultrasound.....we were only getting one shot at this gender looking thing, so you best believe i was going to take full advantage and not let him sleep through it! The inventor of caffeine in a beverage really should win the Nobel Peace Prize cause i mean it's AMAZING.
So, its boy and everyone is thrilled. I think i was more thrilled to find out that our son had fingers, toes, a heart that was all connected, kidneys, a brain, etc than the actual sex. It seems like you hold your breath in anticipation for 20 long weeks eating what you are suppose to, taking those awful vitamins, and throwing your guts up all for that one sentence from the doctor......"he looks great!" Then it's like you can finally let out that breath and enjoy becoming fat, bloated, swollen, and breathless cause he just kneed you in the rib cage.
Well, hubbie needs the computer so i will continue at a later date. Enjoyed my first blogging experience and hopefully there will be more to come. Not quite sure how to make this thing pretty yet or uploading pictures. Boy do i have a lot to learn. Thank heavens i have friends who know how to operate this stuff and are currently living in the 21st century.
Adios!
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