Thursday, May 24, 2007

Pics from Graduation

Ok, they aren't all in an order that makes sense, but I kept screwing this post up when I tried to write it yesterday, so this is what you get.

Andy (little brother) being silly at home.


His SO grownup looking senior announcement picture.

Robby being cute on Grammy's lap.

Me (looking fat in the face) and Robby reading the program at graduation.

Jessi and her manwhore friend DannyJoBoy.

Hey!! How did I get to be the little sister?????

Our family is very very weird, but here's a picture of all of us minus the wackiest one of all, Riley. This makes me sad that we left her out.

Mommy's boy, the youngest, the baby. Awwwww.....

A view of the crowd at graduation. This was about 1/4 of all the people there.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Lazy mom

So I obviously haven't been posting my progress every time I pump, I'm being completely negligent of this blog. If anyone was going to keep track, my output is averaging at about 6-7oz. from 2 pumping sessions a day. I'm not keeping up with it, but I'm going to really try to step it up for the rest of week because I'd like to go without buying anymore milk for Riley. We normally get more every Friday and we did run out on Saturday and haven't replaced it yet so I just have to be able to make as much as she wants.

Life is pretty blah. I'm definitely having some ongoing struggles with Riley. We butt heads a lot and I realize that I really wish she was more low-maintenance. I'd like to be able to sit down for 5 minutes without having her a) touching, poking, pinching and climbing all over me b) whining WITH the binky in her mouth for "choc-choc" or "candy" or "bottle milky" c) knowing that if she isn't doing a or b, she is guaranteed to be making a huge disgusting destructive mess.
She flushed something down the toilet today. I don't know what, but I walked in there after nursing baby and there was about 1 inch of water on the floor in both bathrooms.

We went to my brother's graduation on Sunday. Riley didn't get to go because nobody was willing to take full responsibility for keeping her semi-quiet and in the 'audience' area, not the stage or the graduates seating. I feel pretty guilty that we had a big family event and my daughter wasn't allowed to be part of it.

Brian's parents have been to church with us twice now and are planning on continuing to come. It is pretty weird to me, and there are awkward moments. For example, in a prayer circle this week, people were referring to them by our last name. Which is actually Brian's bio-dad's name because he wouldn't give up the rights for Brian's (step)dad to adopt him. So we were all flinching every time it was said until I finally spoke up. Of course, I'm the only grownup who writes my last name on my nametag at events, so they couldn't be too bothered by it.

Umm....what else has been going on? We moved the big monster debil fish into a new much larger aquarium which is looking good and I will post pictures of them/it soon.

And we're watching TV more often now too, and real TV shows too not just DVD. My only excuse is that it is going to help me stay committed to exclusively breastfeeding little brother because I need something to keep me distracted when I am stuck sitting down and can't do anything. I can't always be online because sometimes it takes two hands to hold onto the kid.

For some reason I never remember or think to use a sling while we're home, it is almost like I only use a carrier when we go somewhere. I guess because I am still so aware of him and worry about bumping him into the wall or sink. I feel like I can't bend or lean over while I am wearing him. And since the main stuff I have to do around the house during the day involves leaning and bending over, ie: putting away dishes, doing and putting away laundry, picking up toys off the floor...well I end up just sitting down to nurse and waiting until I can get him into the bouncy chair or swing before I try doing anything. I'm so not an AP mommy poster child. Ironically I just opened another email account with my login as APMomOlathe. Well, guess what? It just so happens that A.P. are my initials!

I'm feeling so blah because I'm flat-out broke and pretty annoyed by it. Like so totally broke that we aren't even going grocery shopping, to the chiro or doctor (co-pays) or having coke. Wah, I'm really really deprived of having pop.

Also, the gas prices and poorness and general trying to do better has me wanting to try taking the bus somewhere but I can't figure out if the bus goes anywhere I want to go and I'm pretty sure that trying to take Riley on the bus would end up with Riley under the bus.

I'll do a big picture post after this one of graduation and kids at the park.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

11:00am, 2oz. L
4:00pm, 1oz. L, 1.5oz R

Multi=tasker extraordinaire

Shit, how badly did I botch the spelling of that? It is late and I should be sleeping. I'm making a post to explain the fact hat I am trying to become an exclusive pumper as well as an exclusive breastfeeder. And extended for both of them too. If that even makes sense. I'm going to be an EEPingBFer, huh? Basically, Riley takes very well to breastmilk but hasn't successfully nursed yet so I am trying to pump enough to sustain her while also nursing baby Robin. I do still believe that she would be able to latch if she and I could both relax and get all zen at the same time. As it is now, I get jumpy when she puts her mouth on me and she is laughing hysterically at my reaction.
Riley's current intake is about 20-30 oz. of goat's milk per day, I'm hoping that by doing extra pumping I can stimulate myself into oversupply and have some milk stored in the freezer and maybe even some to donate as well.
So I started pumping over the weekend and for the last few days I have been giving Riley one 6oz. bottle of my milk and continuing to let her have her goat milk for the rest. So right now I have 12oz. in the freezer, and 5 in the refrigerator. As of now I'm pumping 3 or 4 times a day and getting about 3 oz. each time. That is per one breast, my pump is the Medela Swing which is a single electric but it does have the double cycling and is rated acceptable for daily use. I could feed a whole roomful of kids with a hospital pump though. I used the Symphony while we were in Children's Mercy, and OMG it was awesome. I'd love to get my nipples on a PIS to try it out. LOL, I'm a punny cheeseball.

Urgh, I'm not sure what the point of this rambling babble is. Oh yeah, I'm putting info here because I'm thinking I'm going to record my pumping sessions and output here so I don't have to try to keep up and maintain something new since I have way too much going on online already. And cause it is helpful to me to read other pumping mom's tips and experiences so maybe if I learn anything and keep track of it, I can pass it on later.
So.

Time: 12:00am 5/17, 2oz. R

Monday, May 14, 2007

Behind the scenes...

Of our weak attempts to get a nice picture of our new family of 4. We had Robby's dedication service at church this morning so we were all looking especially good and I thought it would be nice for us to get a photo op. The offspring had other ideas. Enjoy the humor of my dissatisfaction.
I am very pleased with the pictures of just me and Brian alone though. Maybe I can have those printed and pretend that we ran away and don't have any poopypants whining kiddos? Nah, that's too harsh.














Sunday, May 13, 2007

But stuff like this makes it easier to survive


These pictures don't need 1000 words for me. They just equal L-O-V-E.




All three of them are much easier to get along with when they are in this condition....

This blog...

will serve as a record of how we all survived, if we make it. Me and Brian need to survive Riley growing up and she needs to survive being parented by us. I think I need to change the title of my page, to something like "Jungle Mama: One Foolish Woman Attempting to Domesticate Wild Monkeys" How's that sound? Any other suggestions?






So, the latest in the saga of Rileyisms. Yeah, you see that? That picture was taken last Tuesday and the top of her head is still red. The marker doesn't wash out. Off topic: notice how Rob is totally cracking up looking at the back of her head?


















And then Friday was a hell of a day as well. I was "that mom". I had to go to HyVee and get some stuff with both kids and Brian was off doing some bitch work or other for his dad. (Who I totally love and am fine with, but I kind of wish he could have some free time to just hang out. He's ALWAYS busy helping someone) Anyway, we made it most of the way through the store and we were doing ok. Not great, but nobody was crying, not even me! We got to the checkout and the bagger boy said he had to take away the car-cart like he always does. So I'm still trying to wrangle the groceries and receipt and make sure we've got it all when Riley just zoom took off. She went from checkout to parking lot in under 3 seconds.
Yep, she ran all the way to the door and outside and right out into traffic without looking back. So I shove the cart out of the way and take after her. Thank God I wore Robby in the wrap or I totally would have dropped him. I've never been so scared in my life.
Something has to change with Riley or she will literally get herself killed before age 4. She's not scared of anything and I can't keep up with her. So I ended up with these two women who got my cart and followed me out to the car trying to ask me if everything was all right and could they do anything to help. And I just wanted to scream, "NO, it isn't all right. And I don't know what will help!!!" All I did was scoop her up and shove her roughly in the car without a binky. And I told her that I was very mad that she didn't listen and sad because she could have gotten hurt by running away. I don't think it made an impact.

The same day she had buckled herself into her doll's stroller and I was trying to get her to stop when she waddled over to the stairs and rolled right down with the stroller still hanging off her butt. Pink plastic wheels, head over heels. Could have been broken bones. Just as I was telling her to get back from the stairs before she got hurt. I could just cry. She's like a kamikaze baby.

Saturday, May 5, 2007

Checklist check

Friday May 4
  1. Give Riley a bath DONE
  2. Put away two loads of laundry Did one
  3. Get everyone ready and drop Riley off at Grandma's before 9:00 DONE
  4. Eye doctor appointment 9:00am 5 minutes late
  5. Pick Riley up from Grandma's DONE
  6. Go to my bank to add Robby to savings DONE
  7. Have lunch Ate at Grandma's
  8. Get B's paycheck DONE
  9. Go to our joint bank and make deposit DONE
  10. Mail in Netflix Didn't do
  11. Order new glasses maybe? Not done
  12. Vacuum and make bed DONE
  13. Pick up Blake at airport 5:20 DONE
  14. Bible study bbq for friends to meet Robby, 6:30 DONE, 30 minutes late
  15. Spend time visiting with Blake and friends? (probably too tired, nobody available to watch Riley) Not done, screw friends anyway pffft

Pictures

So here's some pictures of cute stuff from this past week.









Thursday, May 3, 2007

Checklist

I've got so much to do here coming up, I'm going to make a list of all of it and then check back in and see how I did.


Friday May 4
  1. Give Riley a bath
  2. Put away two loads of laundry
  3. Get everyone ready and drop Riley off at Grandma's before 9:00
  4. Eye doctor appointment 9:00am
  5. Pick Riley up from Grandma's
  6. Go to my bank to add Robby to savings
  7. Have lunch
  8. Get B's paycheck
  9. Go to our joint bank and make deposit
  10. Mail in Netflix
  11. Order new glasses maybe?
  12. Vacuum and make bed
  13. Pick up Blake at airport 5:20
  14. Bible study bbq for friends to meet Robby, 6:30
  15. Spend time visiting with Blake and friends? (probably too tired, nobody available to watch Riley)
And Brian is not around for any of this because he is working in the morning and then taking off early but he's got a parts car sold that he has to prep for getting hauled off which includes changing all the tires, taking out the seats and breaking out the ignition because Riley lost the keys to it and he can't turn the wheels to get it out of the garage. The prep will take most of the afternoon and then he has to deliver it to the guy sometime between 5:00 and when it gets dark.

Saturday May 5

  • Clean out refrigerator
  • Shop Costco
  • Sort and file ALL the mail that has been piled up in my neglect, some of it as far back as mid-March.
  • Schedule payments for household bills, find out about Robby's medical bills
  • Laundry laundry laundry
Sunday May 6
  • Church
  • Church-sponsored college-age connect lunch (Riley has to go to Grandma's)
  • KCAP spring party