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I've felt very anti-Internet lately, and I guess it's a good thing since my Internet has been frozen for the past week due to non-payment of the bill. I finally called in and got it paid for today.
I've been busy lately, I'm constantly running errands or something. I started these "Baby U" classes at the Cartersville Library. It's a 10-week program, 11am - 12:30pm every Tuesday, for babies 12 months and under and their caregivers. It provides all sorts of interactive things to do with your baby, and different activities to stimulate things like motor and sensory development, and then about 40 minutes of it is time for the parents to sit and discuss advice and things on raising children. The first class was last Tuesday and I loved it.
I've been sick for a few days now, coughing up mucus and having to blow my nose every few minutes. It's awful. Luckily it doesn't come with an actual feeling of sickness, because Kyan has of course caught it from me. He coughs and then looks at me, perplexed by it. He can sit up on his own now, it's wonderful.
My good friend, Elli, who I mentioned before recently found out she's pregnant, has decided to keep her baby. I was in Woodstock visiting my dad for the weekend and decided to drive out Atlanta to see her. She's really excited, and we talked about getting an apartment together when the lease on her current one is up because it'd be nice to raise our babies together. There's someone in her family who apparently always predicts the gender of the babies correctly (much like my Uncle Tony) who says she's having a boy. I hope so! I also went and saw Melissa's baby girl, Madison. She was only about a week old when I saw her, and so tiny. I couldn't believe she was even real when I first saw her. Kyan was never, ever, that small, other than when in utero. She was so cute! I love babies, I need 10 more.. minus eight or nine.
Kevin has been talking again about me coming out to Texas in March, but for some reason I just don't see it happening. I came awfully close to telling him that maybe we should just take some time apart, away from our relationship, but in the end I just couldn't do it. The long distance thing is just a lot to maintain. I wish I could just snap my fingers and have the means to move out there, or move him here. I just worry that it's still going to be quite awhile before we have things "together" enough for one of us to move, and get our own place together, etc.
I just received an email for the Miracle Diapers program. I applied when Kyan was only about a month old, and then they replied in November saying they received my application and I'd hear from them soon, but I am just now hearing that I've been approved. I don't really need the program because technically I can afford cloth diapers on my own, but I do qualify and it'd be really helpful when it comes time to put him in larges.
I'm about to try and work in some exercise before bed. I went out for lunch with my mom and Jon and we decided to just order anything and everything that sounded good, and then proceeded to stuff every last bit of it into our mouths. I'm sure I gained 10lbs in a matter of 40 minutes.
Here is a video of Kyan playing Peek-a-Boo.
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Happy Valentine's Day!I've been so busy all week, there's been literally no time to update. The usual mundane appointments are errands, along with a few adventures, such as the whole family going to Treasure Island. I feel like my head is going to absolutely explode. Kyan's been having some issues (I believe teething related). It makes him cranky all day long. He doesn't cry, he just complains, about everything! He wakes up every 30 minutes all throughout the night. That's what's really been getting to me. After I put him to bed is the only time I have to accomplish things, but now he won't stay asleep! It used to be that if he did wake up (which was only two or three times a night), I could just offer him the breast and we'd both fall back asleep without ever really waking up. Now, he has at least five moments a night where he wakes up hysterical and the breast is not desired. I have to get up and walk around with him or rock him, and hold him all night long in a similar embrace (which becomes very uncomfortable). 
Did I mention he is a whole FIVE months old today?
The poor boy has allergies, look at those miserable eyes.I've just been trying to keep my brain from shattering these past few days. On top of that, I've felt extremely disconnected from Kevin lately. Our conversations have become few and far between, and when we do catch a minute to talk the conversation always ends up being a waste of three minutes. I don't even know when I'll be able to see him again. He keeps talking about flying Kyan and I out there, but there always ends up being some excuse. I'm certainly not paying for it because I've always been the one to do so for the past two years. I feel like I put so much more into the relationship. He really disappointed me today. He didn't say one romantic thing to me. I left him a message saying, "Two years later, and I still love you." He replied with, "You deserve a first place ribbon." What the hell? Oh, okay.. A very close friend of mine called me the other day and told me she's pregnant. I know she's really nervous and confused on what to do, but it's obvious that she wants to keep it. Unfortunately, she has a boyfriend who will pressure her for an abortion. She told me she'd call me again and let me know how things are going, but I have yet to hear from her. Typical of my friends. I really need to go try to squeeze in a shower before Kyan throws his next tantrum. Someone please send me some sanity, as I am quickly losing all of mine.
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 Yesterday, Kyan and I spent a large portion of the day lazing around in our pajamas. Well, me in my pajamas, him in his diaper. I let him roll around outside in his walker and play in the grass while I finally got around to cleaning out my car. It's so much nicer in there now, and I bought a vanilla scented air freshener for it. Althought I managed to spill yogurt in it this morning. Messes don't take me long. 
 I attempted to get to WIC, once again. It started at 8:15am, and I walked in at 8:30. Of course, with my luck and all, they were already booked for the rest of the day. Already! In the span of 15 minutes! Who else does that happen to other than me? I decided we needed something else to fill our time. We made our way to Wal Mart and I fingered through various items I wanted but couldn't buy (a red purse, sunglasses with rhinestone, a digital camera). Kyan was making his cranky noises, as I'd made him get up a few hours earlier than usual and he was ready for a nap. I stopped at the in-store McDonald's and grabbed a biscuit, then had a seat to eat and nurse Kyan. A man sat near me and gave me a smile. It was a "how endearing" smile, not "mmm, boobies." When we were both done, I sat there for a minute. When I finally stood and started to gather my things, the man jumped up and offered to throw away my trash for me, and said goodbye to "the baby and his pretty mommy." He was very nice. I walked a few stores down to Sally's for a bottle of hair dye. I was wanting to bleach the dark brown out of my hair and put in something lighter. I settled on "Reddish Blonde." When we came home, I let Kyan sleep while I dyed my hair. "Reddish" ended up being the more overpowering of the equation, but at least it's not so dark anymore. Kyan woke up and we played a little, then I decided we should go return some movies that were rented and stop by Family Dollar to see if they had some cheap sneakers, because Kyan is in need. We get there, and as I'm stepping out of my car, another car that was on its way out of the parking lot stops. I realize there's a guy in the driver's seat, staring me down. I ignore him, but he whistles. I laugh it off. He pulls around to my car. I go about my business of getting a few things out, while he makes comments about "damn girl" and yadda yadda. Right as I'm reaching in to get Kyan, he asks, "You got a man?" I emerge from the backseat with Kyan in tow and say, "I have a child, what do you think?" He drove off without another word after that. Damn Adairsville. 
I bought this baseball outfit for Kyan at the Family Dollar. $5
I did not, however, find any shoes.
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 I had this plan in my head that today I would wake up around 7am and go to the health department to renew my WIC. I couldn't seem to find my phone last night, so I had no way of setting an alarm. I settled on sleeping with my door open, so I would wake up when John got Taylor up for school. Instead, I woke up at 9:30am and realized my door had been closed, by someone trying to be considerate I'm sure, but it threw off my entire day. I got up and my mom and Jack were headed out the door to playgroup. That put a dent another dent in my morning plan because I was going to have my mom watch Kyan while I got myself ready. I attempted to get us both ready anyway, but it ended up taking double the time it should have because I would have to stop what I was doing every so often to do something for Kyan. We didn't get out the door until 12pm. By the time I got to the health department, they weren't accepting walk-ins anymore. This means I get to wake up early again on Thursday to try once more. It's not the shortest drive, either (although also not the longest -- maybe I'm just wanting to complain). We came home and had a good nap, then Kyan and I watched a movie with my mom and Jack. We had popcorn and various other snacks, and I made "cinnamon crispers" from a recipe I found in a children's cookbook. They were delicious, despite the fact that I burned the first batch. 
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I decided that I am going to marry him so no other woman can ever have him.
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I've been quite the busy bee.
The other day, I went took Kyan to the Rome mall again with my mom and Jack. My mom and I were both in search of pants, and the Rome mall has so many things to entertain children, we figured we could kill two birds with one stone. Jack spent quite a bit of time playing in the arcade and ended up accumulating over 230 tickets after hitting the "jackpot" on a game by pure chance. Arcades are fun for me because I seem to find great joy in nursing Kyan in a plastic race car seat.
Maurice's (a too-expensive-for-Mommy store) was having some sort of super insane mega sale, and I snagged an extremely cute pair of pants for $10. They are a size three and could stand to be a size smaller. How I managed to lose so much weight, I am still unsure of. I've been getting comments about looking emaciated. Elli told me, "Oh my gosh, you've lost so much weight, I mean you were skinny before, but now you're like a rail." She demonstrated by holding up her hands in the form of small circle. Then she pointed to my breasts, "They're smaller too."
I missed the nurse out at Wal Mart because it was Elli's birthday. For some reason I had been under the impression that her birthday was the next Saturday. Lori came over and we went out for food, then shopping at the outlet mall where even more incredible sales were going on, so I got away with a few shirts and a new outfit for Kyan. We then went to Atlanta for Elli's birthday party. We only stayed an hour or so because there were a few people there I was not too keen on being around, and the drinking was about to commense. Elli was very grateful that I took the time to come by, though, and she carried Kyan around the whole time we were there. Everyone loves a chubby baby boy.
Today I drove all the way out to Powder Springs to visit with my dad and granny. They were both so excited to see Kyan. My granny made a homecooked meal and I sat over there for hours just talking. As soon as I came home and walked in the door, John was wanting to go get food, so we packed up the kids and headed right back out. Kyan was very unhappy about being back in the car, as he was very sleepy and ready to get into bed. He managed to survive and is now snug as a bug in my bed.
I'm pooped.
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I was mentally writing an update yesterday, it included pictures and all. However, I just want to soak in a bath and eat soup instead.
I had plans on waking up this morning and going to the health department to straighten out some insurance issues I'm having and renew my WIC, among a few other things. I woke up around 5am, feeling overheated and my stomach twisted in knots. I struggled to fall back asleep, and when my alarm went off at 7am and I was still feeling horrible, I decided to skip out on my errands. At 8am my stomach woke me up again, I was overwhelmed by the urge to vomit. I was repeating in a little mantra in my head, "You're not going to puke, you're not going to puke." Finally I rolled to the edge to the bed, leaned over (and happily found a garbage bag that was still sitting there from a serious room clean up session), and tossed my cookies.
I spent the rest of the day struggling to keep Kyan entertained, but for the life of me, I had no energy and just sitting up made me feel the need to run to the bathroom. I know the poor boy was getting cranky with me, but I just couldn't bear to move. I tried to call my dad to see if he could come over and help out, but he was out running errands. When everyone else came home, it turns out everyone is suffering from the same thing. We think it might've been some sort of food poisoning, because Taylor and Kyan are okay, and they are the ones who generally don't eat what everyone else in the family eats.
Now it's time to soak, read a book, and cross my fingers that tomorrow isn't as miserable.
Local moms on my FL: February 3rd, 10am - 4pm, there is a nurse out at the Wal Mart in Marietta. If you're interested in more information or attending with me, let me know!
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Hospitals make my stomach hurt. My mom, Kyan, Jack, and myself woke up at 5:30am yesterday to go to the hospital. My mom had a meeting and I was going to cut a patient's hair. The patient's name is Ms. Smith. She's blind, and on a ventilator because her lungs are damaged from something smoking-related. Kyan slept in an office, in the arms of a nurse, while I was away. When I went in her room to cut her hair, I had to wear this yellow smock thing and gloves. The smell of "sick" made it nearly impossible to keep my stomach bile down. Two nurses came to move her from the bed to a chair, I coudn't stand to watch. She's was a wheezing mess.
I put a shampoo cap on her hair and then proceeded with the cutting. Her hair was so painfully matted, I thought I was going to have to shave her bald. I somehow managed to salvage shoulder-length hair. At one point she accidently pulled the ventilator out of her neck. All these alarms started screeching, and I wasn't sure what was going on. A good minute passed when finally a nurse came back there and stuck it back in. It took far too long for anyone to come help her. I hate the hospital, I really do.
Afterwards, my mom and I took the kids to IHOP with my mom's co-worker, Jean. A young named Shane was our waiter. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he thought I was attractive, but I ignored it. An awkward moment was unavoidable, however, once Jean said something to Shane about me being cute, to which he agreed. She told him she'd be "screening applications," so he gave a little summary of himself that included his name, age, and "what a good guy he is." He gave me his phone number. I lost it -- oops.
My mom and I then went to the Rome mall. It was small, but it had so many fun things. A carousel that went unusually fast, we all road it, Kyan seemed confused. And a little indoor playground made of all this foam. Jack played and Kyan watched while I mulled through a store I'd never heard of that had the best clothes. My mom rented a stroller so she wouldn't have to carry Jack the whole time. She decided on a double "just in case" I decided to put Kyan in it, but I really didn't think he'd have the body control to sit in, as the seats had absolutely no recline. It was shaped like a car, with one seat in front of the other, and both seats had a little steering wheel. I decided to set Kyan in it, just to see if he even could. To my surprise, he was perfectly capable. He even pulled himself up to a sitting position, his back not even against the seat, all by himself. He reached out to the steering wheel and spun it, giggling and cooing. It was incredible to watch, it seems like he hit this "interactive" milestone out of nowhere. I also had to finally remove his head support thing from his carseat, as he really doesn't need it anymore and his head is getting too big.
We went home, but only briefly. Jack napped and when he woke up we went to Wal Mart. The purpose of the trip was to buy a walker for Kyan, but we didn't leave until three hours and $500 later. We bought every interesting thing was saw, all of our groceries, clothes for our children. Jack rode rides in the play center, I nursed Kyan in a race car, and won a Valentine's dog from the claw machine. We came home and Kyan tested out the walker. He was very excited. He immediately starting inching across the kitchen floor, grinning.
I also bought him organic rice cereal. His reflux is just getting out of control, and it seems to be bothering him more and more. I gave him a mixture today, it was 1tbsp rice cereal and 4tbsp breastmilk. He enjoyed it thoroughly, and seemed interested in the fact that he was being fed from a spoon, and he only spit up once today. I swore he'd have nothing but breastmilk until at least six months, but I'm not going to let myself feel guilty over a single tablespoon of organic rice cereal a day when it keeps my boy from uncomfortable vomitting all day long.
It looks like I won't be getting out to Texas until March. So many financial things have been coming up for Kevin lately. I'd like for things to just settle down. I've never been big on patience. Although I'm kind of okay with this recent change in plans, as this means we might be able to go see "300" together at IMAX (!!!).
I told Kyan this duck rattle looks like a cruel science experiment.
He dismissed my opinion, opting to eat it anyway.
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I applied for a job at a daycare down the road today. They're in desperate need of help and it would be wonderful to make money and spend all day with Kyan.
Tomorrow I have to get up bright and early to go to the hospital. There's a little old lady who is a patient of my mom's. She's blind and on a ventilator and probably not going to survive, but my mom says she has a lot of fight in her and is bound and determined to get better. Anyway, no one comes to visit her anymore. This has caused her appearance to go downhill. My mom said her hair is horribly matted and the lady's one wish right now is for someone to cut it off and give her some sort of short cut. This is where I come in. Afterwards, I'm going out to breakfast with Mom and one of her co-workers. +10 karma points for me!
My man makes me laugh. :)
a lie a murder: and i say fixin all the time
a lie a murder: i don't know how else to say it
they marry: Well that is just sad.
a lie a murder: is that bad?
they marry: No, it just sounds weird.
a lie a murder: what are you supposed to say?
they marry: I don't know.. not that?
a lie a murder: I'M FIXIN TO DIE
a lie a murder: IF I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE OTHER WAY TO SAY
a lie a murder: I'M FIXIN TO MEANS?!
they marry: I'm about to die? Maybe?
a lie a murder: ..
a lie a murder: woah
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Finally! An update! I've been unable to ever have a moment at the computer lately. That's what happens when your child decides that naps are completely unnecessary, or that a 20 minute nap will suffice.
Kyan has taken an extreme liking to this Boppy-esque pillow-seat-thing I received as a hand-me-down from my mother. I've always cursed the thing because it just seemed so awkwardly shaped. Your baby is not going to be sitting in it unless they can already sit on their own (in which case, what's the point), or you stuff a blanket behind them. It doesn't seem to phase Kyan when he's sliding down or slumped slightly back and straining to sit up properly. As a matter of fact, he seems to find this quite amusing. Whatever keeps the boy happy, I suppose.
Jack, my 2-year-old brother, was safari hunting this morning. He hid his plastic lion and elephant in the plants by the couch.
"Oh no!" he shrieked, as they were apparently in grave danger.
I couldn't figure out why the jungle was such a threat to animals that, well, lived in the jungle.. until, of course, Jack whipped out his bright green gun.
"Pow pow!"
I rescued the elephant and showed it to Kyan. He once met a real elephant at the circus, and Kevin has an extreme liking for elephants. He seemed very pleased with the plastic creature and made it his duty to immerse it in his slobber.
Delicious, indeed.I spent a vast majority of yesterday cleaning the kitchen. It was amazing to me how much damage had been done. There was a horrible moldy ecosystem establishing itself in the piles of dishes. All my hard work was pointless, of course, because you really can't keep anything clean with children in the house. At least our countertops aren't growing fuzz anymore, and Kyan found house cleaning to be the perfect time for a nap (yes, a nap, hoorah!). 
 Kevin wants me and Kyan to come out to Texas in February. Our anniversary is Valentine's Day, so I'd really like to. However, the daycare down the street is hiring. I would really like to start work again, but no one will keep Kyan because of his inability to be without me (see also: screaming uncontrollably till point of vomiting), so the daycare would be perfect. I could work and have my Baby Kong with me. If they want to hire me, I may have to sacrifice Kevin cuddles. Oh, life, how you mock me! a lie a murder: i lvoe you! a lie a murder: loveeeeeeeeee a lie a murder: love love love a lie a murder: you so much
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I decided to start up a journal detailing my journey through motherhood, and my experiences of starting my own family. I have a personal journal (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) majorcities), but felt that I needed a place to have strictly "parent talk." This is that place.
I have a bouncing 4-month-old son named Kyan, who happens to be a breastfeeding, co-sleeping, cloth diapered cutie. (Yes, I am "crunchy" in most respects.) I'm in a wonderful, loving relationship with his father, Kevin.
This is my nest, and the story of.
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