Steven F.: January 2007 Archives

I have much swirling around in my head that I want to say but won't come to my fingers yet. I am trying to get it out but it isnot readable. I have succeeded in ketosis. Check out my Thinner Me journal. I also tried out a low carb brownie mix. The review is over on The Low Carb Market journal. Check them both out. ***** Now onto the Home Grown baby boy photos. I have lied to my child. In my house a saltine cracker is a cookie. Right now I am getting away with it. How much longer this will work I do not know. Right now it is a success. My 3 babies at play. I lied when Gracie was little. She didn't know yogurt was not pudding until she went to kindergarden. What do you lie to your kids about?

GREAT DAY IN THE MORNING!! I feel as if I am wading knee deep in poop! Seriously. Steven is cutting molars and having one hell of a time doing it with the added complication of a cold. His nose was running clear and his mouth is sore. I can see the molars creating huge lumps in his mouth as they try to push through. He is chewing his fingers, putting things in his mouth to chew on back there and at the same time gagging himself. His eyes are red and watery. He is running a low grade temp. I feel like a pharmacist this morning. Between the painful gums and temp and snotty nose he really needed the baby tylenol with something to dry up his sinus. And the poop. My heavens the POOP. His little tummy is torn up. I have changed so many poopy diapers! And I have to be quick so it doesn't escape the bounderies of his diaper, if you know what I mean. I am feeding him yogurt with baby rice cereal in it to give it some thickness to see if I can slow the flood from the other end. I am trying to keep him hydrated and offering his cup as often as possible. He is also wanting to nurse so much more because he feels bad. I feel bad that he is having such a rough time with this. I have been writing posts, a new recipe and several product reviews on a notepad. If he will nap a while this morning I might be able to get them up today. Wish me luck. I am here today but I have got my hands full, literally, in more ways than one. I am so overwhelmed by the response to my weightloss journal. All of you women are gorgeous! Inside and out. Thank you to all the lurkers who have written me. Knowing you are watching and cheering me on has added to my willpower. If you take a peek over at Looking For A Thinner Me and have a look in the sidebar you will see how many pounds I lost in my first week. I was looking at my stats last night before bed. Looking at the number of comments left here you would have no idea that over 800 people a day pass by my BigRedCouch. I sure would like to see more of you stop for a moment and have a seat by me on the couch and let's chat awhile. But if you don't, or won't or can't, that's o'kay, too. I know you are out there and I thank you for stopping by. I have no room to talk or try to lure you out either. There are other journals and blogs where I lurk. Often I just have nothing to add or find myself struck speechless. I have a diaper to change and a baby who has been up since 5am that might be ready for a morning nap. I'll be trying to get those posts up through the day. Send good vibes for Colby. She is doing her clinicals at a new hospital and lab this morning. I hope she has a great day. She had to be at work at 6am so we were up before she left at 5am. By the end of the day I might need a nap.

... Steven is now 100% a toddler. At 11 months my baby boy seems to be almost like a 2 year old. In the beginning. We took the girls out a week or so ago for burgers. Steven sat and colored one of the children's menus. Steve saved it for the baby book. He is babbling like a brook. I have no idea what he is saying but he is surely talking to us in earnest. He drinks from a cup very well. He feeds himself finger foods. He can feed himself with a spoon if you put the food on the spoon for him. In the middle. He crawls around on the floor pushing cars and trucks and making noises. How can this be? He is 11 months old! Have I told you all lately how I ache watching this baby grow up? All the way to Momma. I do.

Saturday night we went to a corporate 'holiday' party. Yes, I know it is January. It seems MANY companies have their holiday parties in January in D.C. It must be easier to rent the ballrooms AFTER the holidays in question because nearly every nice hotel was crawling with party goers. Saturday morning I went out looking for a pair of black heels. I haven't worn heels since before I got pregnant with Steven. I ended up at Payless of all places and found a simple pair of black heels. Everything I own is opened toed and I really thought a closed toe was better with the outfit I was wearing. Palllazo pants with side split and new black heels. I wore a red blouse/jacket type thing that I bought myself before Christmas as a gift to me. I popped in the shop after finally getting a pair of shoes yesterday and found the silver/grey similar styled blouse on clearance and then 40% off that price so I picked it up and brought it home too. I have no idea when I will ever get to wear it. I find this to be a very elegant red. The only thing I have to show for the incredible night view of the Washington Monument and the Lincoln Memorial is this shot of the back of Steve's head. The flash would not turn off! so you can guess I nearly blinded him while he drove us along I-395. If only you could see the Washington Monument and Lincoln Memorial. I did get a photo of the second tunnel on I-395 before we got lost and ended up on New York Avenue down SW way. Holy Moly. Second tunnel on I-395. We were not the only party goers with poor directions. Many people said the directions issued with the invites sucked. But evenutally we found ourselves where we were supposed to be somewhere along New Jersey Ave. in a hotel ballroom. The employees were given $125k in poker chips. Each $25k was worth one raffle ticket. We ended up with $625k in chips at the end of the night. We planned blackjacked and nothing else. Lots of drinks and lots of food. It all flowed freely. The DJ man looked like Jerry springers long lost brother. The games was a large screen TV. People danced. Several women looked to be one drink away from hugging the porcelain throne. It was a fun night. I enjoyed meeting everyone. However ... How do so many very skinny and pretty young 20-something women end up with cellulite clear down to their ankles? Who never taught them that strapless dresses do require undergarments because small saggy breasts make your dresses look cheap. Why do they not comb their hair? I mean seriously when did a hot mess become fashionable? Aside from critisizing their appearance I met several very sweet young women. I also learned that my 'sweet gentlman' husband has been charming these women into submission. They gush over him. They smile so sweetly and offer to get him drinks. They stand behind him and watch him play blackjack. One had a complete startled look when she found out I was his wife. It would be so easy to get upset over this behavior but I know why they fawn over him. He uses his manners while talking to them. I witnessed much less-than-polite behavior from others toward these young girls/women. Steve and his other wife, Angie. Jennifer is not pictured. :-/ One thing that will never die from this night out - our first nice night out in over two years - Steven introduced me as "Jennifer" - as in "This is my wife Jennifer" as I shook the hand of a nice young woman. This was about the 6th or 7th time he was introducing me to someone new. Each time he did suavely and with perfection. This time - ummm not so suave. I shook her hand and said, "Hi, I am Angie, Steve's other wife." Hahahaha! Enough about us. Look who is working. Colby before work. Look who is climbing. Fuzzy photo as I quickly shot, put down the camera and rescued him from himself. CLIMBING.

Guess What the weather is doing here? We even had snow flurries last night. Maybe Jack Frost will stay awhile. Finally! Guess Who got an academic award at school for her very good grades? She forgot to show it to us friday - :-/ Guess Who is walking now? Here we go! Young Frankenstein's Monster All of these have helped to lighten my mood just a bit. The fireplace is flickering. Steven is playing at my feet. Life is good.