Before you get all concerned thinking that we had a very serious problem let me explain:
The day after I had my baby the Dr. came in to feel my belly. He was touching my belly button and told me that I now have a hernia from being pregnant with her. My thought was, "Oh goody just another thing to add to the ever growing list of things I am going to have to fix to put myself back together!" Then I didn't give it another thought.
A couple of days ago I noticed that my belly button was kind of hurting every time I would bend a certain way, or touch it. So I casually asked my mother what it could be. I then let her feel my belly button to see if it felt funny. Well the look on her face said it all. I thought that I was in for some serious trouble and that I was going to have to be rushed to the emergency room! She slowly looked up at me and said, "Oh honey I wouldn't worry about your belly button. It's the size of your stomach that has me concerned! You should ask your Dr. about that!"
Huh? Well I knew that my belly was big but I didn't think it was so big that it required medical attention. And I know that the only thing my Dr. would say is, "Well Michelle you could lose a couple of pounds and that might get rid of it." I think that my mom must have forgotten that I gave birth four months ago, or the fact that this is my 4th c-section!
So for now there is no reason to be concerned about my hernia. Instead I think I will stay awake at night worrying that the size of my belly is causing my mom some serious stress! I guess I should be grateful that she brought this medical emergency to my attention. After all, it is the size of your belly that matters most of all!
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Pumpkin Carving
Haven't done this in awhile so my pictures are a little backwards. The picture above is Chad's finished project, after three hours of carving! He is too much of a perfectionist to do it any faster. It was really cool when it was done, I promise!
The kids dressed up. I was so bummed they wouldn't let me do a theme this year. But that's all right I'll get them next year.
My little rabbit
She is 12 weeks old now and getting BIG! You should see the triple chin she is sporting around. Awesome!
Me helping Chad poke holes in his pumpkin. He had been working on it for about an hour and all the kids were done. I stepped in to help because I felt sorry for the guy.
Pk carving so hard that he broke my poor knife. Just imagine how the pumpkin must have looked.
Chad carefully taping
The boys carving.
Lex is all done painting her beautiful pumpkin. (What she said)
Before the festivities began
All smiles because the knew they got to use knives
Monday, July 26, 2010
What I want to be when I grow up
The other night at dinner we were asking the kids what they wanted to be when they grew up. We turned to Tan who said, "I don't know but Pk wants to be a football or basketball player." Apparently the kid can't come up with what he wants to be, but I am glad he has Pk's career figured out. We then asked Pk who said, "I don't really care." Glad that one has a lot of ambition. We then turned to Lex who goes, "Umm what I want to do is sit on my butt and watch TV." Tan quickly burst out laughing and said, "Ya you could be just like mom!"
Now wait a second. I know that the last few weeks my energy has depleted, I no longer have patience, and thinking of walking up the 4 different flights of stairs we have makes me want to cry. But I did not think that I watched TV ALL day. And I don't sit on my butt all day because with the size that my butt has grown too, its actually quite uncomfortable to do that.
But I guess its time for me to set a better example to my children. Instead of sitting on my butt all day watching TV, I am going to lay down in my bed reading. Lets see how they like that one!
Now wait a second. I know that the last few weeks my energy has depleted, I no longer have patience, and thinking of walking up the 4 different flights of stairs we have makes me want to cry. But I did not think that I watched TV ALL day. And I don't sit on my butt all day because with the size that my butt has grown too, its actually quite uncomfortable to do that.
But I guess its time for me to set a better example to my children. Instead of sitting on my butt all day watching TV, I am going to lay down in my bed reading. Lets see how they like that one!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Cotton Candy
We took the kids to a baseball game and invited their aunt Amber to come with us. Little did we know the trouble she would cause. She decided that she wanted to buy our kids cotton candy because every time the lady would come around my kids would look longingly at her. Chad and I are not big fans of cotton candy or what it does to their teeth but their aunt bought it for them anyway. And this is what happened:
Now I am going to add HYPER, CRAZY and RIDICULOUS to the list of why we won't be eating cotton candy again anytime soon! Thanks Amber.
Now I am going to add HYPER, CRAZY and RIDICULOUS to the list of why we won't be eating cotton candy again anytime soon! Thanks Amber.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Lassie
How, may you ask, do I know that I have a Lassie? Because people keep telling me that I do. I have never seen the movie, or read the book, but apparently Lucky is now called Lassie.
A couple of weeks ago my dad fell off a ladder and got hurt. I didn't know this because I am not aware of a lot that goes on around me. All of the sudden Lucky comes running downstairs and starts pacing at my feet. So I follow her upstairs and she starts pacing at the back door. I open it and she runs to my dad who is holding is elbow and not looking to good. I jokingly asked, "What ya do fall off the ladder?" To which he replied "YES!" Then I felt really bad and ran over to help. He wouldn't let me to anything to help. He thought he cracked his elbow, I offer to take him to the ER, which he turned down. He said he knocked himself out and I said, you might have a concussion. His reply, "Oh I'm all right, I got to go to work anyway." "WHAT!" Who goes to work after cracking their elbow and knocking themself out? Well he kindly let me put a bandaid on the elbow that was cracked because it was bleeding a ton.
As we are sitting there I tell him what Lucky did. He looks at the dog and says, "Oh my heck I have my own Lassie! She saved my life!" Now, I looked at the man who is sitting there holding his elbow, bleeding, with cuts all over him, and possibly a concussion and I thought, "How in the world did she save your life?" Lucky coming to get me and me going out there made no difference at all. How can the dog save his life if he wants no help? But I let that go and said nothing.
Many people heard about the dog saving his life. My dad made the dog eggs and toast, steak and rolls for the next couple of days. Oh please! Then we hear about a dog on the news who saved his family by showing the firemen where his house was that was on fire. My dad and brother start talking about it, saying how Lucky would do the same thing!! Oh my word this is getting out of hand. First of all Lucky would never find the firefighters and if she did she would probably lead them to the wrong house! And second, Lucky would sleep through the entire fire so she would be saving NOBODY!
Yes I think it's awesome that she knew my dad was hurt and came to get me. But by no means did she save a life. But I guess it's kind of nice for people to think that so she got a little special treatment for awhile. She probably deserved it after all. She puts up with all of us!
A couple of weeks ago my dad fell off a ladder and got hurt. I didn't know this because I am not aware of a lot that goes on around me. All of the sudden Lucky comes running downstairs and starts pacing at my feet. So I follow her upstairs and she starts pacing at the back door. I open it and she runs to my dad who is holding is elbow and not looking to good. I jokingly asked, "What ya do fall off the ladder?" To which he replied "YES!" Then I felt really bad and ran over to help. He wouldn't let me to anything to help. He thought he cracked his elbow, I offer to take him to the ER, which he turned down. He said he knocked himself out and I said, you might have a concussion. His reply, "Oh I'm all right, I got to go to work anyway." "WHAT!" Who goes to work after cracking their elbow and knocking themself out? Well he kindly let me put a bandaid on the elbow that was cracked because it was bleeding a ton.
As we are sitting there I tell him what Lucky did. He looks at the dog and says, "Oh my heck I have my own Lassie! She saved my life!" Now, I looked at the man who is sitting there holding his elbow, bleeding, with cuts all over him, and possibly a concussion and I thought, "How in the world did she save your life?" Lucky coming to get me and me going out there made no difference at all. How can the dog save his life if he wants no help? But I let that go and said nothing.
Many people heard about the dog saving his life. My dad made the dog eggs and toast, steak and rolls for the next couple of days. Oh please! Then we hear about a dog on the news who saved his family by showing the firemen where his house was that was on fire. My dad and brother start talking about it, saying how Lucky would do the same thing!! Oh my word this is getting out of hand. First of all Lucky would never find the firefighters and if she did she would probably lead them to the wrong house! And second, Lucky would sleep through the entire fire so she would be saving NOBODY!
Yes I think it's awesome that she knew my dad was hurt and came to get me. But by no means did she save a life. But I guess it's kind of nice for people to think that so she got a little special treatment for awhile. She probably deserved it after all. She puts up with all of us!
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Happy Anniversary
Yesterday was mine and Chad's 10th anniversary. Yes, we got married on Cinco de Mayo. We figured that would be the only way for both of us to remember the date. But unfortunately, this year I sucked big time. I didn't forget that it was our anniversary, I was just thinking that we weren't going to do anything. Yup, I got him no gift, no card and he said Happy Anniversary first. You may think that I am a terrible wife and you may just be right. Blame it on pregnancy or the fact that I am trying to move or that I am just too plain lazy to do anything right now. Whichever one you choose you are right.
I got a surprise with 14 roses being delivered to the house. Why the number 14 I don't know but I will take them. We got to go to dinner and go SHOPPING!!!!! (My favorite thing if it's for me). Well for all my sucky wifeness I got my payback. As we were leaving dinner I stood up and saw quite a few people look at my belly and then start talking to each other. Then at another store while we were in line a little boy says, "Wow mom look at her belly!" The mom looked at me and apologized, but hey I don't care. This belly is hard to miss.
Chad secretly might have been smiling and laughing, but if he was he didn't show it. He was either being really nice or didn't want to say anything because he secretly agreed. Who knows and it doesn't matter. I owe in one.
I got a surprise with 14 roses being delivered to the house. Why the number 14 I don't know but I will take them. We got to go to dinner and go SHOPPING!!!!! (My favorite thing if it's for me). Well for all my sucky wifeness I got my payback. As we were leaving dinner I stood up and saw quite a few people look at my belly and then start talking to each other. Then at another store while we were in line a little boy says, "Wow mom look at her belly!" The mom looked at me and apologized, but hey I don't care. This belly is hard to miss.
Chad secretly might have been smiling and laughing, but if he was he didn't show it. He was either being really nice or didn't want to say anything because he secretly agreed. Who knows and it doesn't matter. I owe in one.
Monday, April 12, 2010
The art of Language
The last couple of months I have begun to realize something. I don't talk so appropriately in front of my children. When the boys were little they didn't seem to mimic me, or care what I said. But now I have little Miss Lex who repeats anything she hears. At first I thought it was a little funny but now I'm not so sure.
About two months ago I put Lex in swimming lessons. She was so excited to go; then she saw who her teacher was and all excitment left. He was a big man who scared her to death. When I say big, I mean no offense, but he probably weighed close to 250 and he was probably 5"5. About 10 min into her lesson she started to cry uncontrollably. I calmed her down and told her we would try the next day. But, the same thing happened the next day, and the day after that she wouldn't even get in the pool. I went to get my money back, and while I was standing there she asked if she had to go back. I told her no and she said, "Good, because that guy was a FREAK!" Now how do you argue with that? I wouldn't want to take lessons from a freak either!
A couple of weeks later she was running and ran into the wall. Her response? "Oh Suck!" Then tonight she was wrestling Chad. He was pinning her to the ground and she said, "Your creeping me out dad!" He looked at me and started to laugh and I kept thinking, where in the Crap did she hear that? After a couple of minutes of wrestling she finally told Chad to stop because he was making her onery. Which I swear I don't know where she has heard that. Honest!!
So maybe I need to watch how I talk in front of her. But it's SO hard. I mean freaks kind of creep me out and not only that, they make me onery! So go ahead and express yourself Lex. Because I don't think I can stop!
About two months ago I put Lex in swimming lessons. She was so excited to go; then she saw who her teacher was and all excitment left. He was a big man who scared her to death. When I say big, I mean no offense, but he probably weighed close to 250 and he was probably 5"5. About 10 min into her lesson she started to cry uncontrollably. I calmed her down and told her we would try the next day. But, the same thing happened the next day, and the day after that she wouldn't even get in the pool. I went to get my money back, and while I was standing there she asked if she had to go back. I told her no and she said, "Good, because that guy was a FREAK!" Now how do you argue with that? I wouldn't want to take lessons from a freak either!
A couple of weeks later she was running and ran into the wall. Her response? "Oh Suck!" Then tonight she was wrestling Chad. He was pinning her to the ground and she said, "Your creeping me out dad!" He looked at me and started to laugh and I kept thinking, where in the Crap did she hear that? After a couple of minutes of wrestling she finally told Chad to stop because he was making her onery. Which I swear I don't know where she has heard that. Honest!!
So maybe I need to watch how I talk in front of her. But it's SO hard. I mean freaks kind of creep me out and not only that, they make me onery! So go ahead and express yourself Lex. Because I don't think I can stop!
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