Thursday, April 29, 2010

Funny Sam story




So, for all of you who know me well and spend lots of time around me, you know that I love telling funny stories about my husband, Sam. Don't worry...he knows I talk about him a lot so it's okay to laugh. I'm sure he'll get me back one of these days. But, for now here's a good one...our daughter Olivia was suffering from a bit of constipation this week. I know...TMI, but a lot of my stories are so whatever. Anyway, after a couple of days of juice and pears with no "success" I gave her prunes last night...which she LOVED by the way and ate 2 whole containers of them. Again, no success (so I thought).

side note** I am a pediatric RN who is completely clueless on all things related to "normal babies". I deal with cancer kids.

For some reason, I thought it would be a great idea to give Olivia a glycerin suppository early this morning because I was afraid of the consequences of a super constipated baby. Sounds reasonable, huh? Well, what you don't know is that I left 15 minutes later for work and Olivia was here with her daddy. I actually didn't think anything of it because I figured it hadn't worked and if it did...she would be with our most awesome babysitter who is a co-worker of mine and Tracy would be okay (maybe not appreciate it very much, but okay).

Fast forward an hour and a half. I get a call at work...it's Sam...and he just says "I bet you laughed your ass off all the way to work this morning, didn't you?" Dumbfounded, I responded, "why, honey?" and then I remembered.

The bullet. uh-oh.

Yes, we finally had "success". We had success all over the jumperoo and all in our sleeper (which is now in the garage waiting for trash day).

So, Sam earned his Daddy points for the week today. I'm just wondering if Olivia was asking for her favorite parent during the whole ordeal. (refer to previous post if you don't get it)

Sincerely,
Super Dad's wife and second favorite parent to Olivia (I love you honey!)


Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Not my brightest moment

Note to self: putting baby to bed an hour and a half early is not a good idea. I think I've created a monster here! The other night I thought I'd "see what happens" if I put her down early. Well, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that it means she would be waking an hour and a half earlier than normal = 4:00 a.m. Now, we have a baby that's doing drop kicks in her bassinet, blowing spit bubbles, and warming up her voice for the day...all at 4:00 a.m.

Coffee? YES PLEASE!!

What's really awesome is the fact that Olivia has started saying dadadadada! So, Sam plays this game with her asking her "who's your favorite parent, Olivia?" and then she'll say "dadadada". So, at 4:00 a.m. when our little bundle of joy wakes...I get to say "Honey, she's asking for her favorite parent to come get her!" I have a hunch that he'll start practicing "mamamamama" with her pretty soon if we don't get this fixed! :)

Have a good day ya'll!

Sincerely,
The Mom Genius

Monday, April 26, 2010

Trying Something New

Hello there!

Well, after much thought and a little encouragement, I have decided to go ahead and start up a blog. I love to write and we have lots of family and friends who enjoy reading my "updates" via email. Please, bear with me because I am pretty much clueless when it comes to all things computer. Thankfully, I have a very smart husband that I will annoy continuously until I figure all this out.

Hang in there for more to come!

-Christie