His last 4 years

YAY!!!  Mike has started the process of his new enlistment....this will be his last 4 years.....then retirement (yes...I married an "older" man)  It looks like unless something changes he will be with the same unit he is with now which means he'll remain un-deployable.   Once the papers are signed the countdown will begin...so keep your eyes out!

Life's little achievements

It's been a while, so I thought I would do a little horn tooting.....

Toot #1 Iz..as some of you know she has been sleeping in the swing since she came home from the hospital (the second time)...but to me sleeping through the night in the swing is MUCH better than not sleeping through the night in the crib.  The last few nights she has had a problem going to sleep in the swing...once asleep she slept through the night, but she just wouldn't fall asleep...so last night we tried the swing...and she wouldn't sleep...so I got her up...nursed her and then laid her in her crib...she cried for less than a minute and was sound asleep and slept till her brother woke her up in the am by kicking at the door.

Which leads me to toot #2....she is still nursing.  Andrew quit at 3 months and truthfully was terrible at it.  She is great...the problem is we still can't get her to take a botttle....

Toot #3 she does however use a sippy cup.  I guess this is good b/c I will never have to wean her from the bottle, but now I will never get to use the cute pink bottles I bought her before she was born :(

Toot #4 Andrew is learning sign language...he knows more, please, milk, drink, fish, thank-you, and ceiling fan (don't ask)

Toot #5 he will sit on the potty w/o a diaper....which is a BIG improvement to the screaming that occured when we even MENTIONED the potty) He also NEEDS a book to sit on the potty....no idea where this came from...like I have time to sit and read while pottying.

Toot #6 Andrew has moved to the 2 year old room...and now must drink out of a "big boy" cup and is doing quite well.

So I am all tooted out. 

BUT for those of you in Ark....I will be in town at my parents in a week...

I almost forgot toot #7....Ia can sit up by herself and it trying to crawl...lol

ask and I'll let you

ok so I am over weight... WHAT?!?!?!? you mean I am just now figuring this out?  I have been "over weight" most of my life.  It sucks and I hate it.  I have fought this problem my whole life.  Its like a war that never ends... It irks me to no end.  I mean when I look at myself I don't feel this heavy, but it quickly becomes apparent when I see myself in a mirror.  I hate it.  The sad thing is that I have been overweight for so long that even if I lost most of the weight my skin will be hanging everywhere and I still will look horrible.  I will never be a size 2, I will never wear a bikini, or have a six pack for abs.   So what is the point of me blogging about this.  Maybe in my own way I am taking the first step...to admit I have a problem.  It is a higly addictive behavior and it is hard to break.  I am an emotional eater.  I get upset or down...then I eat....then I see myself and  get more depressed...and eat more.   So here's my plan.  I am going to start Weight Watchers and start going to the gym.  My long term goal isn't about weight, but about feeling better...Mike and I are coming into Arkansas in the summer.  I want to take him to Petite Jean and go hiking.  so my goal is to be able to go hiking with my husband and not have to call a helicopter in to lift me from the bottom of the mountain.  That actually sounds kinda funny when it is actually typed out...

Extremes

Ok....so here's the deal.  The last few days I have been so busy with things, yet my brain has been starved for some type of stimulation.  Adult stimulation...and no I don't mean porn ( I consider porn to be more of a physical stimulation than a mental one).  What do I mean then?  Some days it feels like the only person I talk to that's an adult is my self...yes I have found myself talking to myself quite often.  I am starting to feel as though I am losing more brain cells by staying home than I did the entire 7 years of college.  I read the news, and I watch the news, but I don't feel intellectually stimulated.  I think it is quite sad.  Today I rejoiced in the fact I got to play mr potato head.  Bad things happen when an intellectually starved individual plays withpotato head.  I made a really disturbing creature which then I proceeded to show Isabel...and she started screaming. 

I don't know what kind of a funk I am in, but it sucks.  A friend of mine blogged the other day about being "successful in the world"  I remember once I was in the job scene...getting fancy coffee on my way to the daily grind...yet I felt something was missing.  Now I have a husband and kids whom I dearly love...yet there is still something missing.   To my friend ....you may think you aren't living to your full potential by being a working woman...but I have now been both extremes...and I can say the this end doesn't feel quite right either.

Another blog another day

Its been a while since I've caught the blogging bug.  So I thought I'd pick a stange subject and write about it.  Funny thing is I couldn't think of anything to blog about.  Sad.  So here I am blogging about not being able to blog. Then suddenly the little light bulb goes off in my brain...vacuum.

Vacuum you may ask...why blog about the vacuum...well because it is currently running ( and no for you smart asses I am not going to go "catch" it) Why is it running?  Well my dearest Iz will not sleep in her crib without it running.  So she currently sleeps in the swing (still) but b/c I was folding clothes in the bedroom I needed to lay her in her crib, so the vacuum is on.  In case you are wondering...that 2 inch by 6 inch piece of carpet has no dirt left.  So I am patiently waiting for a CD...what kind...one of a Vacuum sound.  It should be here next week.  Interestingly enough they not only had vacuum, but they also had hair dryer, washing machine, dryer, dishwasher, fan, radio static, among others.  I almost got the 4 pack which has the vacuum/hair dryer/washing machine/dryer for some variety, but I decided to just get one for now.  I wonder why they don't have a lawn mover sound....that is kinda along the same sound...oh well...

Sugar High

Ok...Today Andrew turned 2.  That right 2 years have flown by faster than I can imagine.  Here is a picture of him when he was newborn :

And from 1 year ago :



And one from this morning:

Don't forget

I didn't forget...here are some from New Years eve of the kiddos....