Times are changing. Something so simple…like getting ready in the morning is an interesting challenge.
Well, I saw this over at Dead Batteries and laughed my butt off. He said it has been done almost everywhere, but his was the first I’ve seen. Shows you how out of the loop I am.
You are supposed to Google your-name needs and/or “your-name wants” and list the first ten things. I decided to do it for all variations of my name and pick my favorites.
Poor Gabey is sick. He was up a good portion of the night crying inconsolably. The bottle…rocking…holding…singing…nothing worked. We knew he wasn’t feeling well because lost his lunch and didn’t eat very much of his dinner yesterday. Finally around midnight, he zonked out. Then at 4:00 am this morning, he woke up and he was all full of snot. I have no idea how the poor kid was breathing.
In fact it sounded like he was having an awful time breathing. He was immediately subjected to Green Squeezy Torture. Up until now, I have only had to suck out the occasional boogie. So, he was kind of fascinated by the Green Squeezy Thing. Now, it is different. I suctioned him for quite a while this morning before I got him cleaned up. Then I had to suction a few more times before I went to work. His tolerance was 50/50. Sometimes he was fine and sometimes I was ticking him off to an immense degree.
Well, his Dad has since informed me that he gets irritable at the sight of the Green Squeezy Thing. Poor kid. I’ll sure be glad when he can blow his nose…but I’ll be even more glad when he’s feeling better. Seeing him under the weather breaks my heart. I had such a horrible time forcing myself to leave for work today. I know he’s in good hands. I know his Dad will take good care of him, but I just wanted to keep holding him. I just wanted to stay by his side. Leaving the house today was almost as hard as when I went back after maternity leave…or you know I could just be overly emotional due to sleep deprivation…
If you haven’t already visited the gallery, swing by. I’ve uploaded a ton of pictures and I just added this bath time photo this evening.
I love this photo because his little butt is just so dang cute. I’ve got to tell you though, his new desire to roll over on his belly in the tub and play with his toys scares the crap out of me. I don’t leave the tub side anytime he’s in there, so, it is probably fine. Still scares the crap out of me though!
Im in the shower last night. I have my iPod piped through my cool new speakers, playing songs at random. The first song, Blessed Be by Allison Krauss, is pretty good. It is about parents and their newborn baby. I can relate. I cannot recall the next song because I just wasnt into it.
Then the third song came onVictor Vito by Laurie Berkner. I was dancing and singing like a crazy woman in the shower. It was like this song had the amazing power to just bring me to life. I would have spent an appreciable amount of time just dancing in the shower, if I could have looped the song without getting out.
Never heard of Victor Vito or Laurie Berkner? Well, if you stop by my hubbys blog, you see that she wants him.
Back off, Chippy, hes all mine. You probably dont have children, if you havent heard of her. I dont think you need children to enjoy her though. Shes got this awesome bluesy / folksy kind of voice and most of her songs have this fun, upbeat tempo that just makes you want to dance. Not dancing that looks gooddancing that feels good; like you did when you were a kid.
Im totally serious, with or without children, go to iTunes and buy Victor Vito. I know youll love it!
Some of my other Berkner favorites include, Boots, My Energy. Having a kid is so much fun.
Victor Vito and Freddie Vasco
Ate a burrito with Tabasco
They put it on their rice
They put it on their beans
On their rutabagas
And on their collard greens