As told by Kat

Catching Up…

// March 28th, 2006 // Boston, John, Julie, Kat, Life, London, Rachel, Work

We had a small party for Julie on Sunday, Madagascar theme. She got some cool presents and the guests wiped the cupcake plates clean! Less weight for me to lose after the baby making marathon is ovah. Thank you! On total accident, I revealed the gender of a woman’s baby to her. Her husband knew, and he still hadn’t told her. In my head she knew, I was asking the husband about girl names the night before at dinner. I was telling all of our guests that they needed to eat at least one cupcake each and each of their children needed to eat 2.

I looked this expecting mother in the face and said, “You need to eat one for you and two for your daughter.”

“My daughter?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!”

There are no words to describe the wide eyed look she gave me, and then her eyes welled up with tears of joy. It was a really crappy moment for me to have done something like that, but she was completely ovewhelmed with joy and excitement. Both she and her husband were really cool about it, I doubt if they were upset with me that they could have said anything to make me feel worse than I did. I did have some of my girlfriends there to give me their “foot in mouth” stories that comforted me as much as possible.

I am fairly sure I have placenta previa again, but I won’t be going to the OB anytime soon to confirm. I’m 12 weeks pregnant, there is literally nothing they can do for me other than to put me on bedrest. Bedrest? Yeah, that will be followed to a T. I’m planning on staying off of my feet as much as possible, and HotHubby is helping out. He rules, even when he is grouchy.

My girlfriend has loaned me her 9yo daughter for today and tomorrow, as most of the schools in Colorado Springs are on Spring break. She is a really great kid, I feel sorry that she is stuck with a really eager (read: borderline annoying) 5yo, toddler and infant. I don’t think we’re that much fun, but we do have good movies and live really close to a nice McDonalds with a clean(ish) playplace. I mean, how clean can a McDonalds playplace be?

Friday is shave day for St Baldricks. I’m thinking about seeing if HotHubby can get a really short buzz cut rather than a full shave. Having his head shaved last year did horrible horrible things to his scalp. I’ll be sure to post pictures after we’re down some locks.

SuperGlue is doing well, she had a really good time at FireCracker’s party and has thoroughly been enjoying playing with the new toys that were given for the party. She has been in tap/ballet for several months and we’ve just enrolled her in gymnastics at the same facility. She will take gymnastics at the same time that FireCracker does her toddler gym class.

FireCracker officially turns 2 on Wednesday and I think we’ll do mac n cheese and a small family party with cake. She has gone from the most high maintence baby that I’ve ever encountered to being a really cool little girl that has more personality than I really know what to do with. I am so glad that she is turning 2. Most parents are sad as their chilren get older, I am the complete opposite. Every day, every birthday is a reminder of health and life. I love when they get older, if my children didn’t get older, something would be horribly wrong.

LittleMan is 5 months and a total cutie. He’s a really sweet boy and we really enjoy him. I’m definitely all babied out (my term for wanting to give birth to 2 year olds in the future), but he is pretty easy going and that has made things easier. He is happy if he can see me or one of the kiddos, but he’ll start screaming if he feels he is alone in a room. Very social kiddo.

HotHubby and I are happy and healthy. We are working on a Newsletter with the help of our Gorgeous Neighbor and that should go out by the end of the week. Marriage is going pretty well. If you were to ask me, I’d say HotHubby has been grouchy off and on. If you were to ask HotHubby, he’d blame the sporadic grouchyness on moi. Somewhere between the blame, is the truth. I’ll leave you to decide.

I should add that we immediately became grouchy after hitting “publish” on this blog entry. Go figure. I still say he is the grouchy one, though. (And he says “Yeah, and you’re the one with the laptop.”)…………..