Love It!

I just finished my annual reading of Pride and Prejudice. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it.
Seriously. When I am finished reading this book there is nothing I want more than to be in the English countryside "accidentally" bumping into a brooding hot rich guy. Who wouldn't? I also love the characters. Has there ever been so great a dork as Mr. Collins or such an awful, horrid mother as Mrs. Bennett? I love it.

When I was nursing Gracie I read tons. And by tons I mean A LOT. This time it's been a little different as I can only read and nurse in the morning and night when I don't have to entertain Gracie at the same time. I just started the classic that I read when I was 13 "The Witch of Blackbird Pond". I love this book as well. It takes me back to my imaginative days of my youth...which honestly have never left me. I think next on my list is "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn". That book is my number one favorite...I think. Pride and Prejudice sure is up there. Maybe I can have a happy number one- "Pride and Prejudice" and a thoughtful number one "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn".

Anyway...here's to reading. I love it.


One handed wonder

Jared is a good baby. He is a delight and a joy and stops crying if he is being held. As a result I have more fully realized my one-handed abilities and I dare anyone to challenge me. These are just a few things I have accomplished only using my right hand.
1. I can fill my glass using my water filter. I know this doesn't sound like a big deal, but I have been trying to do this since I moved into this house. I guess being a nursing mother dying of thirst makes one desperate. I used to have to push a button with my right hand and fill my glass with the left. Not any more. Now I stretch my ring finger to the point of agony and twist my thumb and ta da! It's not perfect. Half the water goes in the glass while the rest flows off the side, but I get my filtered water which is all that matters. Thanks goodness I have absurdly long fingers. Sean would not be able to this, albeit my sister would have no problem. When Gracie is full grown she too will be able to do this. I feel good about passing along necessary one-handed water filtering genes.

2. Fill my glass with cranberry juice. I know this isn't nearly as impressive, but I do have to twist a lid. Hmmm...all my accomplishments might have to do with quenching my thirst. I must be in a constant state of needing refreshment.

3. Put a diaper on. I am not even sure how I managed this one, but I did. I once again attribute this accomplishment to my long fingers and the fact that Gracie is two years-old and able to hold things.

4. Pick up the house. I know there is nothing extraordinary about this one, I just wanted you all to know that I picked up my house.

I am sure there are many other things I could add, but my time limit has run out. Gracie needs out of her high chair and Jared is grunting which means he is getting hungry.


A Blogging Break

So, for this five minutes, Jared is asleep and Gracie is happily playing by herself. We tried to go outside and froze our hinies off. We came back inside. I am so ready for it to get warm. Living in the country, there aren't many distractions and playing outside would be great. Boo...cold weather.

In other thoughts...

I seem to be growing more facial hair than usual. I hope my hormones adjust soon.

I have a terribly addictive personality. This topic could require an entire blog all to itself, but it won't happen. Lets just say that if there is one cookie in the house, I will eat it and all of its family. I am trying to work on this. The easiest thing for me to do is simply not bring home cookies. This is also why I refused to take percocet after having Jared. I really think I became slightly addicted to it after having Gracie. The fact that I actually called and begged a nurse for more might solidify my thoughts on this. Anyway, I finally threw out the girl scout cookies so they would stop taunting me.

I am excited for Easter which I will be spending with my family.

Gracie needs my attention and Jared just woke up. So long for now.


I tried

Yesterday I went on my first social outing to an enrichment activity. I feel fairly certain that the longest conversation I held was 2o seconds and that I slurred my words. I stayed home today.


Truckin' along...

I really don't have much at all to say, seeing as I can't remember what song I want to play on my Ipod, what movie I want to watch, let alone what time it is. I can't really come up with a blog, so essentially I am just going to state that it feels so good to not be pregnant. I don't think I fully realized how sick I felt the entire time I was pregant with Jared. I am still only two weeks into recovery and I feel like a new person, a bigger person, but a new person. Time to start jogging after I get the doctor's go ahead.

In other news...Jared is so cute. He looks exactly like Sean, only he got my ears and my hearty appetite. It's nice to know I contributed in some way.


New Pictures

Hi, still too brain mushy to come up with a blog, but I thought I would post some pictures. Jared is off the lights and doing fabulous! And no, I don't think Sean looks the slightest bit tired...



The only reason I am blogging is because I am staring at Jared who is sound asleep on a billi-bed and in the words of Randy Jackson I feel 100 trillion-million percent sure that instead of going to Hollywood, my retinas are officially being burned out of my skull. Sean and I are taking turns watching Jared. Sean is sound asleep while I keep clicking my tongue to make Jared move. I will have to use a pair of cymbals to wake Sean up. Jared is on his stomach so I am a nervous wreck as I have been told 100 times not do this, but this way he gets more light. He is the sweetest, biggest eater of anyone I have ever met. He is already getting plump thighs and a gigantic double chin. Gracie is slowly adjusting. She loves Jared and I think is willing to give up a little attention in order for me to care for him...a little being the operative word.

Jared just moved, he is still okay! I sure hope he gets off these lights soon. They are about as much fun as....I don't know...something stupid like poop...

Lately I haven't been able to complete a thought that is longer than 30 seconds. I may have also thrown a few real good emotional crying/dramatic fits. Really, what is to be expected after losing an entire bag of hormones...but I still do apologize to anyone affected by them. That would mainly be my husband who thinks I've gone crazy, but am still cute no matter what.

Pretend I have something clever and witty to say right here.

That is all for now. I really wished I could have posted a picture of Jared on the lights, he looks so cute with his bum in the air. You'll just have to picture a super small baby stashed inside a glowing suitcase.

P.S. A great big Thank You to everyone who left comments. I enjoyed hearing from every one of you about our great big day and new addition to our family!