- She opens a basketball "egg" from Easter (it was for Daddy), and sees that it's empty, says sadly, "No chocolate. No chocolate."
- She says "cosas" and I can't figure out what she means until she says it again and adds "moo". Obviously, "Cow says moo"!
- She coughs and if I don't say anything to her afterwards, says to herself, "Bless you, Lu'au".
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
In the words of Lu'au
We've been having a lot of fun as a little family. Lu'au is walking (running!) and learning to talk. It's exciting to be able to know what she thinks and to see her personality a little more clearly.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Maybe not now...
CO and I were talking tonight about the possibility of having a second child. I had gone to the hospital today to see our friends and their new (as of 3:30am this morning new) baby girl. I said that it wouldn't be so bad to have another child, as ours is so good.
CO responded, "Have you seen what she's doing?"
I looked down to see Lu'au chewing on the bottom shelf of the coffee table. (Teething stinks.)
CO responded, "Have you seen what she's doing?"
I looked down to see Lu'au chewing on the bottom shelf of the coffee table. (Teething stinks.)
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Entering the Twilight Zone...
There's a magical hour that I never knew existed. And it's going to be my magical hour for the next several years. I once thought that restaurants were closed before 5. I know now I was mistaken. Early bird specials aren't just for seniors - they're for families with small children.
No joke, we went to dinner at 4:30 tonight, and the place was packed with the under-5, or perhaps the under-10 crowd and their families. And there were some grandparents taking out the grandkids, so it was perfect for both generations...
We were in and out before the young trendy people even started getting ready for their nights out. It's a total win-win(-win) situation. Families get to go out for dinner (yay for going out), kids can be put to bed at their normal bedtimes, upscale patrons aren't disturbed by little people, restaurants get business for more hours (though possibly with more mess, which could mean more tip!). Everyone gets something good out of the early family dinner time.
I had not realized this enchanting hour existed... Oh baby, life with a child is not the same. Little by little, I'm learning exactly how much my world has changed!
No joke, we went to dinner at 4:30 tonight, and the place was packed with the under-5, or perhaps the under-10 crowd and their families. And there were some grandparents taking out the grandkids, so it was perfect for both generations...
We were in and out before the young trendy people even started getting ready for their nights out. It's a total win-win(-win) situation. Families get to go out for dinner (yay for going out), kids can be put to bed at their normal bedtimes, upscale patrons aren't disturbed by little people, restaurants get business for more hours (though possibly with more mess, which could mean more tip!). Everyone gets something good out of the early family dinner time.
I had not realized this enchanting hour existed... Oh baby, life with a child is not the same. Little by little, I'm learning exactly how much my world has changed!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Happy Birthday Seestor!
I don't have much else to say than Happy Birthday kt!
I still remember the day you were born...
I still remember the day you were born...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Overwhelming!
Holy cow, people. I know America is the land of options (just check out the yogurt aisle of the supermarket here - in Brazil it was vanilla or strawberry). But come on! How in the world do you sort through all of the strollers, car seats, and crib bedding options?
We're trying to focus on the following things right now:
- Car seats
- Pack n play (baby's bed for the first few months)
Anyone have advice? How did you choose your baby stuff? What's important to consider?
We're trying to focus on the following things right now:
- Car seats
- Pack n play (baby's bed for the first few months)
Anyone have advice? How did you choose your baby stuff? What's important to consider?
Monday, July 20, 2009
Harvard?
This has been my first experience using MTF (Military Treatment Facilities) for my medical care. Before, I had military insurance but I was able to choose my own civilian doctors (as long as they took my insurance).
I took a pregnancy test and had an ultrasound with my beloved OB back in Nashville. We heard the baby's heartbeat and saw it was progressing as it should. Good news!
Then we moved to the DC area, military capital of the world. No more civilian providers for me. It took me a little bit to get used to the idea of not having much choice, but I think I'm good now. When we got to DC, I figured out which military base I wanted to go to, and then went over the whole process again - pregnancy test, etc! Apparently we still have some North/South distrust/animosity...
After the North confirmed my pregnancy, I was able to go and see an OB here. Funny story - I had been avoiding doctors in Nashville who had gotten their degrees from a certain medical college, hearing that the standards weren't as high as others. I had managed to avoid them while I was in Nashville. Wouldn't you know that I started chit-chatting with the OB doctor on base and he said he had studied in Nashville. I then made the mistake of asking where he had studied, praying he would answer "Vanderbilt" only to have my fears confirmed that he indeed had studied at my avoided university.
At one point, we discussed what prenatal vitamins I am taking. I showed him what my Nashville OB had prescribed, and he read the name "Prenate DHA. What's DHA?" I then, in some weird twist of fate, tried to explain it to him. Me, explaining DHA to my OB. Sweet.
Me: "Well, DHA is supposed to promote brain development"
Him: "Oh, that's good."
Me: "Yes, it's the new 'hot topic' among pediatricians. The pediatric pathologists I used to work with at Vandy suggested that I look for DHA supplements, but then my OB prescribed this prenatal vitamin."
Him: "That's nice. I had never heard of it. Guess we all can't have Harvard degrees now, can we?"
What does that mean? Perhaps I should go to the other military base for treatment? Or just pray I don't get him again?
I took a pregnancy test and had an ultrasound with my beloved OB back in Nashville. We heard the baby's heartbeat and saw it was progressing as it should. Good news!
Then we moved to the DC area, military capital of the world. No more civilian providers for me. It took me a little bit to get used to the idea of not having much choice, but I think I'm good now. When we got to DC, I figured out which military base I wanted to go to, and then went over the whole process again - pregnancy test, etc! Apparently we still have some North/South distrust/animosity...
After the North confirmed my pregnancy, I was able to go and see an OB here. Funny story - I had been avoiding doctors in Nashville who had gotten their degrees from a certain medical college, hearing that the standards weren't as high as others. I had managed to avoid them while I was in Nashville. Wouldn't you know that I started chit-chatting with the OB doctor on base and he said he had studied in Nashville. I then made the mistake of asking where he had studied, praying he would answer "Vanderbilt" only to have my fears confirmed that he indeed had studied at my avoided university.
At one point, we discussed what prenatal vitamins I am taking. I showed him what my Nashville OB had prescribed, and he read the name "Prenate DHA. What's DHA?" I then, in some weird twist of fate, tried to explain it to him. Me, explaining DHA to my OB. Sweet.
Me: "Well, DHA is supposed to promote brain development"
Him: "Oh, that's good."
Me: "Yes, it's the new 'hot topic' among pediatricians. The pediatric pathologists I used to work with at Vandy suggested that I look for DHA supplements, but then my OB prescribed this prenatal vitamin."
Him: "That's nice. I had never heard of it. Guess we all can't have Harvard degrees now, can we?"
What does that mean? Perhaps I should go to the other military base for treatment? Or just pray I don't get him again?
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Three years!
CO and I have been married three years already (sometimes it seems like more!).
I love him so much and am thankful that he puts up with me!
He surprised me with chocolate and flowers this morning and has been so supportive through our pregnancy.
I'm very blessed!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
the (other) good news
well, not THE good news, just our good news...
This is what we've got thus far.
I was 16 weeks yesterday. That, friends, makes the due date the 25th of December (as my dad said, "Wow, that's awfully close to Christmas"). And yes, we are already accepting donations to help pay for baby's therapy for getting combination presents (birthday + Christmas).
Will we find out the sex of the baby? I'd like to think I'm patient like my sister, and could wait for the surprise in the delivery room, but alas, I'm not very patient. I reserve patience in my life for things I have no control over, aka our military life. Though I cannot change the sex of our baby, I would very much like to be able to (semi-)plan as much as I can for the new addition to our family. CO kind of wanted the whole delivery-room-surprise thing, but I think I've convinced him that there's no way I could wait that long.
When will we find out the gender? I go to another appointment at the end of this month, and then they'll schedule the big ultrasound then. That's all I know.
As far as names go, we do think that we might keep our ideas a surprise. Plus, we want to make sure the name fits the baby. We are accepting suggestions as far as real names and names I can use for the baby while blogging.
This is what we've got thus far.
I was 16 weeks yesterday. That, friends, makes the due date the 25th of December (as my dad said, "Wow, that's awfully close to Christmas"). And yes, we are already accepting donations to help pay for baby's therapy for getting combination presents (birthday + Christmas).
Will we find out the sex of the baby? I'd like to think I'm patient like my sister, and could wait for the surprise in the delivery room, but alas, I'm not very patient. I reserve patience in my life for things I have no control over, aka our military life. Though I cannot change the sex of our baby, I would very much like to be able to (semi-)plan as much as I can for the new addition to our family. CO kind of wanted the whole delivery-room-surprise thing, but I think I've convinced him that there's no way I could wait that long.
When will we find out the gender? I go to another appointment at the end of this month, and then they'll schedule the big ultrasound then. That's all I know.
As far as names go, we do think that we might keep our ideas a surprise. Plus, we want to make sure the name fits the baby. We are accepting suggestions as far as real names and names I can use for the baby while blogging.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Stop a second...
... life is short, sometimes a lot shorter than it should be.
so just stop for a minute and tell your family and friends that you love them and appreciate them.
so just stop for a minute and tell your family and friends that you love them and appreciate them.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Go sister go!
Today my sister is running a marathon (her first) in Arizona. I think I'm a bad sister because:
a) I'm not going
b) I don't even know what city it's in!
But anyway, I'm really excited for her that she's doing this incredible thing that I don't know if I could do. She's been training in MICHIGAN. Recently. Training for a marathon in Michigan in winter is NOT something that I'm really eager to do. So just there she gets major credit.
As I type this she's already running and has been running for a few hours. I hope she's doing well and gets an unexpected second wind :)
Although I can't be there, I am thinking of her and I do love her! I love you lobby!
Go sister go!
a) I'm not going
b) I don't even know what city it's in!
But anyway, I'm really excited for her that she's doing this incredible thing that I don't know if I could do. She's been training in MICHIGAN. Recently. Training for a marathon in Michigan in winter is NOT something that I'm really eager to do. So just there she gets major credit.
As I type this she's already running and has been running for a few hours. I hope she's doing well and gets an unexpected second wind :)
Although I can't be there, I am thinking of her and I do love her! I love you lobby!
Go sister go!
Friday, August 22, 2008
Pictures: Nana
We visited dh's grandmother (and great-aunt) before we left... these women moved over to the US from Australia to be with their American husbands.
Pics: Blueberry Picking
Before we left Michigan, my sister and I went blueberry picking at our friend's parents farm.
Different types of blueberry bushes... who knew?
Cannon to scare off the birds
Thanks guys!!
MMMmmm! These were some of the best blueberries ever!
Different types of blueberry bushes... who knew?
Cannon to scare off the birds
Thanks guys!!
MMMmmm! These were some of the best blueberries ever!Thursday, August 7, 2008
Happy Anniverary Mom & Dad
Saturday, August 2, 2008
August Updates
We're still here in Florida. We had thought about heading west today, but it ended up not working out. I'm a little disappointed because if we could have made it, I could have gotten to see the Bertholf commissioning. I thought it would have been cool; dh thought it was "just another 45minute ship commissioning..." But we're here, and it'll be good to spend a few more days with dh's family before we're gone for such a long time.
In other CG-related news, dh made the next rank - woohoo!!!
Also, travel claims stink. I mean, talk about bureaucracy at its worst (hahaha no offense Jen, my bureaucratic friend). It seems that the CG doesn't know what to do with us - first by being in grad school. They had no idea what to do with dh for his internship this summer... it's been horrible trying to get all of our paperwork done to go abroad because he doesn't have access to CG computers and therefore the CG networks. Grrr... paperwork stinks, but we think we're finally working it all out.
It's hard to imagine that in less than a week, we'll be in Australia! I still feel very under-prepared for it, and perhaps that's best. And the parts that I'm thinking about are quite trivial. Current thought going through my mind "remember to get measuring cups and spoons from the exchange because you don't really want to deal with the whole metric conversion stuff." Yeah, moving to another country and I'm worried about having to convert 500 grams of flour into something I already know.
DH and I drove a few hours and went to visit his grandmother in her nursing home. She has a cool story - she is Australian and met dh's grandfather (a storekeeper in the Army) when he was stationed over there in WWII. They fell in love, married, and then he was transferred back to the states. She took a warship to the states (I think it was norwegian?) and set up her life here. It's really quite interesting, I think. These days she lives in a nursing home and has advanced Alzheimer's Disease. It was neat though that when we visited, she got very excited to have people there to visit her, and we actually saw little moments of the true Nana dh grew up with.
I'm going to add some more pictures to the days below. I like to look back and remember what happened.
Sorry for the rants...
In other CG-related news, dh made the next rank - woohoo!!!
Also, travel claims stink. I mean, talk about bureaucracy at its worst (hahaha no offense Jen, my bureaucratic friend). It seems that the CG doesn't know what to do with us - first by being in grad school. They had no idea what to do with dh for his internship this summer... it's been horrible trying to get all of our paperwork done to go abroad because he doesn't have access to CG computers and therefore the CG networks. Grrr... paperwork stinks, but we think we're finally working it all out.
It's hard to imagine that in less than a week, we'll be in Australia! I still feel very under-prepared for it, and perhaps that's best. And the parts that I'm thinking about are quite trivial. Current thought going through my mind "remember to get measuring cups and spoons from the exchange because you don't really want to deal with the whole metric conversion stuff." Yeah, moving to another country and I'm worried about having to convert 500 grams of flour into something I already know.
DH and I drove a few hours and went to visit his grandmother in her nursing home. She has a cool story - she is Australian and met dh's grandfather (a storekeeper in the Army) when he was stationed over there in WWII. They fell in love, married, and then he was transferred back to the states. She took a warship to the states (I think it was norwegian?) and set up her life here. It's really quite interesting, I think. These days she lives in a nursing home and has advanced Alzheimer's Disease. It was neat though that when we visited, she got very excited to have people there to visit her, and we actually saw little moments of the true Nana dh grew up with.
I'm going to add some more pictures to the days below. I like to look back and remember what happened.
Sorry for the rants...
Monday, July 28, 2008
Beach Day!
We really enjoyed spending time with dh's family. We went to the beach one day with dh's brother, sister-in-law, and their baby.
Typical pose - checking to see if it's surf-able ;)
Taking baby C swimming
Handsome fellow on the beach ;)
How could you not love this face??
Laughing
Beautiful Florida morning!
Typical pose - checking to see if it's surf-able ;)
Taking baby C swimming
Handsome fellow on the beach ;)
How could you not love this face??
Laughing
Beautiful Florida morning!Sunday, July 27, 2008
Last of Key West, I promise...
The beautiful Casa Marina, where we stayed
Front porch of the CasaMarina
back porch -it made me want to do a house in ivory, white, and black
The church where dh's parents were married(now closed, silly military)
It was a cute little base chapel, and cool to see
Bahia-Honda state park
Old bridge on left, new bridge on right
Cute little island (and smudges on my camera?)
Dh, his mom, his sister
Dh and his sister* * * By the way, if you go to Key West, be sure to ask for military discounts! They had military discounts for our hotel, for entering the Hemingway house, and for other things... don't be afraid to ask, it saved us a lot of money :)
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
More pictures from Key West
Yay for tropical places!
DH, ever the cutterman, spotted a CG ship way offshore
We got to watch it come in
I had only watched smaller ships dock, so watching this was cool,
especially with dh providing commentary about their approach ;)
We got to do some touristy stuff too :)
Pretty church and poinciana trees
Key West Lighthouse :)
Dh's mom, sister, and I toured the Ernest Hemingway house
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law
A Hemingway cat (6 "toes") on Ernest's bed
Where the magic happened - Ernest's office
The first in-ground swimming pool in the Keys
Yay for tropical places!
DH, ever the cutterman, spotted a CG ship way offshore
We got to watch it come inI had only watched smaller ships dock, so watching this was cool,
especially with dh providing commentary about their approach ;)
We got to do some touristy stuff too :)
Pretty church and poinciana trees
Key West Lighthouse :)
Dh's mom, sister, and I toured the Ernest Hemingway house
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law
A Hemingway cat (6 "toes") on Ernest's bed
Where the magic happened - Ernest's office
The first in-ground swimming pool in the Keys
Ernest went on a trip, and when he came back, his wife had put in the swimming pool where his boxing ring had been. (Bad move #1). She had wanted a swimming pool, and in order to move the limestone that was there, she had applied for a dynamite permit, but had been denied. Therefore, the builders had to dig out the huge pool BY HAND, at quite a large cost (Bad move #2). It couldn't be filled with fresh water (as it was pretty scarce at the time) so it could only last about 2 days with salt water in the summer before it turned disgusting (Bad move #3). They then had to empty out the pool, scrub down the sides, then refill it with salt water. This cleaning process took 5 days. So, out of a week, they could only use the pool for 2 days, and the ocean was only about 2 blocks away. I guess Ernest was not very happy.
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