Thursday, November 27, 2008

Ainslie's tubes... if only I meant TUBE TOPS.

Ainslie went to the E.N.T. last week after finishing her 6th round of antibiotics since late June for chronic ear infections. Last Tues. the Dr. recommended her for tubes and told me that even though she just finished antibiotics on Thurs, that she has some clear fluid in her right ear.
By yesterday -- even though there was no sign of fever -- Ainy Poo started tuggin' on both ears and running into things. So, I made a precautionary, "Let's go see Dr. Broussard before you get sick over Thanksgiving weekend and there is not much we can do about it" visit yesterday.

Low and behold -- double ear infection, again -- less than a week later. Guh. So, at least we went and now she's on antibiotics AGAIN, and we hope she'll be well enough at her Pre-Op on the 4th and make it to surgery on the 11th, so we can get it over before baby boy comes on the 22 and Christmas shortly after. (Yes, people, my plate is full!)

Please pray that her ears clear up enough to get her tubes -- and then hopefully on to healthy and happy times. Brian's only fear is that with her equilibrium back to normal she might be even BETTER at climbing things like the couch and the dinning room table. Guh!

Thursday, November 20, 2008


I got the 7 year itch...not really. More like the "8 months preggers itch."

Brian and I quietly celebrated our 7 year anniversary on Monday. We went out to eat at Carrabba's and then to the mall to buy some gifts for each other! Nice! Quiet! Kid-free!

Kid-free indeed, but funny thing is, we spent most of our time talking about how much we love our kids and how weird life would be without them here. Brian even brought up how he wants more kids... "I know NOW is not exactly the best time to talk about it to you," he said to me in the car. However, my favorite thought about our whole reflection on our marriage and life together is when I mentioned to Brian how very different we are NOW than when we first married.

"Yeah." Brian said. "I guess marriage makes you a 'bigger' person."
Uh, yeah. Several SIZES bigger.... literally. :)

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Ready? I think not.

I'm starting to reconsider my thoughts on a "bright" future with my boy. I don't think I am ready for it. I might should refer to it as my "stinky" future.

During lunch duty today, I saw three boys shoving food in their faces and laughing loudly. One kept turning his back on the other two, while the one on the opposite end kept leaning down.

"You can't POSSIBLY be doing what I THINK you're doing, are you?"

They burst out in laughter.

Yes, they were smelling his farts. HOLY COW. I don't think I am ready for a boy!
Now, I could convince myself that MY SON will be like .5% of the other boys at my school. Well behaved and quiet -- one who would never use the words "poop, fart, booty or heiney" in school. But, if you know my husband and what he's already done to my 3 year old GIRL, you'll know this is an unrealistic expectation!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Free Starbucks and the "Beautiful Hotdog."

I left work frantic today, worried that I'd have to wait in a sea of people for a gazillion hours just to vote. I got two surprises instead....

I rolled into Miss Carey's to pick up the girls, so I could drop them off at Mom's and go vote. Ella and Ainslie greeted me crankily, as neither had a nap today. (I guess they were on strike, much to Miss Carey's dismay.) As Carey tried to tell me about what happened during the day, Ella was trying to warily get my attention and started crying. As I asked what was wrong she mentioned something about a hotdog. Then, Carey realized what she was upset about. She walked over to the dinning room table and handed me this.

Yes, people, its the end of a hotdog. The end of a hotdog that Ella refused to eat, because she wanted to show it to me, she thought it was beautiful. (The plaid background is my pajama pants.) I love my artsy daughter, we are sensitive, kindred spirits.

After dropping the gals off at my Mom's and thinking I'd wait in a sea of people to vote, I walked in, NO WAITING and voted. WOO HOO! Then I rolled through the Starbucks drive thru for a FREE-post-voting-tall cup of coffee.

Amid the nice surprises, the bad news is, my girls are sick. Ella has a 102 fever tonight and Ainslie has lost her voice, which I am sure is associated with some time of ear drainage, so I guess it's a day at home for me tommorow. Boo!


Brian and I went for our 3rd and final ultrasound of our son this past week. The next time we see him with be in the operating room! (Pardon the late posts, I am trying to play catch-up.)

FAT BOY weighs approximately 4 lbs 12 oz, hence the name, "FAT BOY." (I am not so sure he enjoys this name, as he is kicking the living daylights out of my while I type this.) The good news is, that even though he MAY have to wear "husky jeans" in the early years of his life, my BEST FRIEND, Ms. Rooney, is having a girl (YAY!) in March, so FAT BOY will have a built-in girlfriend, whether "Princess Barbie" likes it or not. ("Princess Barbie" is the name Ella gave Rooney's girl the other night when we asked her what we should name her.)

Fat Boy's DVD is SO COOL! You can actually SEE his eyes open and close and its funny to see him opening his mouth wide, biting on his arms and trying to get his toes in his mouth. Our sonogram tech was even able to show us the little fat rolls forming on his legs and the hair on his head. I think he's going to be hair like Ainslie. He even looks like her to me with those chubby cheeks!


So, I guess we were party poopers last Friday night. Ainslie still hasn't really been up to par with her ear issues, so we got in the wagon and went to 5 measly houses. But, Ella thought she got LOTS OF CANDY! The supreme highlight of her evening is when her Daddy taught her to say, "Trick or treat, smell my feet!"

Here are some pics of "Strawberry Shortcake" and the "Kitty Cat."


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I have 2 lovely daughters and 2 handsome sons, who keep me very busy and a husband who keeps me grounded. I received my BA in Graphic Design Communication in 2003. A year and a half later after working in corporate America as a graphic designer and living through my OWN REAL LIFE "OFFICE SPACE" I got certified as art teacher. I have been teaching since the fall of 2004.