Not Yet!

I think my last post was a little confusing. I haven't had the baby yet. I was just sharing how excited I was that my body was actually progressing, unlike last time. Sorry if I gave any of you a false alarm!

A (Non) Christmas Miracle!!

Adam was two weeks late. I went into the hospital with absolutely no dilation or effacement. Luckily, I responded well to the induction. So, imagine my surprise when I found out at my appointment today that I am 1 1/4 cm dilated and measuring a little big (38 weeks at 36 weeks). I know women walk around dilated like this for months, but having never heard a doctor speak those words to me at a regular appointment, I was pretty stoked.

So, if you can't tell already, this blog will probably revolve around the condition of my cervix until this baby is born. If that bothers you, stay away 'til mid-December. If not, come back for weekly updates and phrases like "cervical mucus" and "stripped membranes". Never a dull moment...

*The title of this post refers to Jane's due date. If she came as late as Adam, she would be born on Christmas day. My doctor has assured me he won't let this happen.

Photo Contest

So, the website, www. 5minutesformom.com is having a photo contest. You just post your favorite "fun with food" photo to your blog and give them the link. If you win, you get a $500 grocery gift certificate. This is Adam on his 2/3rds birthday (8 months). He attacked the cake with vigor. I really miss the fat rolls on his arms...

Scott's Baby

So Scott woke up at about 3 a.m. Tuesday morning in immense pain. I woke up to the sound of him throwing up at about 4:30. Scott has a pretty high tolerance for pain, so when he was half screaming, "It really hurts!", we decided to go to the ER. Turns out Scott had a kidney stone. Several of the doctors commented that it is "the worst pain that there is" and compared it to childbirth. Seeing Scott writhe in pain, I'm inclined to believe them. It made me think of this episode of friends:

Thank You PBS Kids

So I was trying to check my e-mail when Adam dumped his alphabet puzzle in the hallway. He brought it to me and said, "fix it". Being the lazy the Mom that I am, I told him to bring me the pieces. He began bringing them to me one at a time...and naming them. My 19-month-old son knows 10 letters, completely unprompted. Just so you know, this is no reflection on my parenting. I have no idea where this boy came from. In case your curious, the letters he knows are z, s, t, o, b, p, f, x, e, a. As I was typing he just handed me the "q" while naming it. That's 11.

Halloween 2008: Part 2

On Thursday we went to get our pumpkin, Adam was pleased with his Dad's choice.

He was even more pleased with the chickens. He kept getting really close to the cage and screaming, "Hi chickens!"


We were close to a community Halloween party (not our community), so we decided to stop in and crash it. It wasn't great but Adam was entertained. We especially liked the musician playing childrens' songs. That is, until a gaggle of scantily clad 11 year-old girls showed up and started dancing provocatively. You may not think you could pole dance to "She'll Be Comin' 'Round the Mountain", but believe me, you can. You can see the girl to the right of me in the pink. Her skirt was extremely short and she was wearing black fishnet nylons. So seriously, what was she supposed to be? A whore?


I wouldn't have even noticed them except they stood right in front of Adam, so he couldn't see. Plus they danced like they were strippers at a bachelor party. The worst part of all of this is that one of the girls' mothers was taking pictures...like this was "cute" behavior. Grrrr...

Scott took this picture and I love it because it catches one of the many dirty looks I gave.

Halloween 2008: Part 1

We had a great Halloween week with lots of parties and activities for Adam. We started off with a pumpkin carving party at a friend's house. Adam really wanted a moon and stars on his pumpkin. It was only afterward that a friend informed me that it looked like a Turkish flag.



Adam got the hang of Trick-or-Treating pretty quickly. He knew to say "trick-or-treat" when the people showed up at the door with candy and "thank-you" after they put some in his bag. He insisted on opening the first sucker he got. At one point we thought we'd lost it...

Thank goodness for his furry monster costume.

We borrowed a couple of costumes this year so Adam had his pick every time we went to a party. He was a little afraid of the monster costume at first, so he was Kermit the Frog for the first couple of festivities.



Pretty dang cute, if you ask me.