A quick recap of the past week or so...

So we started potty training.  It's going okay.  We pee in the toliet a lot, but we have yet to figure out to tell someone when we have to go pee.  So there's still diapers being worn, because pull-ups are expensive.  I figure there's not much we can do until PJ realizes he has to pee and then tells us before he let's loose.

We went and saw Harry Potter on Friday.  OMG it was fantastic.  I absolutely loved it.

Saturday was the baby shower fiasco.

Sunday, our family and my SIL's family went and got pictures taken of all of us and the kids as a gift for my MIL for her birthday.  We also had Maggie's 9 month pics done a couple weeks ago.  Let me just say, not only is our photographer (who's a friend) phenomenal, she's fantastic.  This might be my favorite picture of all time.

PJ doing his favorite thing in the backyard.  Playing bags.

PJ and Danny (our nephew)

 Gorgeous baby girl.

And our gorgeous family pic, also one of my favorite pics of all time.

Monday was my first day at the new old job.  It was so nice going there and not dreading every step to the building.  Things are going really good, but work is boring so I won't spend too much time on that.

I'm pretty sure Mags is getting another tooth.  I was trying to wean the night feedings but with the teeth that's all she wants.  I did start adding cow's milk to the breastmilk today (my supply is not holding up well) and she did really well.

Baby girl is getting so big. 

I love them both so much. 

Holy Testicle Tuesday.

There's really no meaning to the title of this post, except that is one of my favorite lines from Ace Ventura Pet Detective.

I was nice to my husband yesterday.  So much he thanked me for being nice.  And I am continuing today.  Thanks to all of you for your kind words and advice, all of it is much appreciated and helpful.

I finally got an email that my old firm wants me to come in for testing.  Not sure why they waited so long.  Hopefully doing that tomorrow.

Had another phone interview with a different company that sounds promising and like a great job.  Hoping to get an actual interview for that one.  Sounds pretty awesome, actually.

Poor Mags is cutting her first tooth.  She's generally happy and not fussy, my pretty girl, but she's waking up more often.  It's just sticking out of her gum.

And PJ?  Is fucking adorable.

Rockin' the bump (again)

So I am idiot, and was supposed to link up with Shell this week for Rockin' the bump, and did it last week on accident.  So if you want to see my Rockin bump, go to that post.

Anyways, there you go with that.

Why on earth do we work 5 days and get 2 off?  That is so not balanced.  4 and 3 would be so much better.  Think about how much BETTER you feel when you have a 3 day weekend.  How much more SHIT you get done.  It's amazing.

We brought home a White Sox winner yesterday -- PJ and I both have burned faces, but oh well.   Neither of us is in pain. 

Maggie is FINALLY cutting a tooth.  I can feel the jagged edges ever so slightly on her gum, which explains her fussiness at night.  I'm generally okay with fussiness when I know it has a reason.  And I am so happy she's getting her tooth!  Once it comes in, I begin night weaning.  Which is just one step away from day and pump weaning.  Oh how I can't wait to get my boobs back.

Cheers to NOT being pregnant.

I found out this morning our good friends PJ and Julie (not my PJ, but yes the name is the same) are pregnant again with their second child.  Their kids will be about the same distance apart as PJ and Mags.  I have another friend who is pregnant and yet another friend who is but keeping cautiously optimistic as the women in her family have had many issues with miscarriage and what not.

The first thing I thought of was thank god I am not pregnant.  Cheers to NOT being one of the pregnant ones!  I feel like I was one of the pregnant girls for so long.  I adore my little ones, as you know, but nights like last night make me even more okay with our decision to be through with two.

Maggie woke up at 1:30 and did not settle down to go back to sleep till 345.  I was in and out of dozing during this time, but not really sleeping.  I can see slits in her gums, so I imagine she's going to be getting teeth a bit sooner than PJ did, but good lord am I tired this morning. Sidebar:  Another reason the DVR is the best invention ever - instead of watching terrible tv at 2 in the morning, I get to watch Army Wives from earlier in the evening.  Score.

Anyway, I hate teething so much.  It's so painful for them, it's rough on me, etc.  It's one of those stages I cannot wait to be over.  I know it's just beginning, but the first teeth seem to be the worst.  So hopefully tonight my beautiful baby girl will sleep better for Mama, because Mama needs some snoozing.  Of course, they both have runny noses now which is also awesome for waking up with dried snot on their nose.  Dried Snot: 1, LOG, 0.

So we are 95% sure that...

it's a girl.  My little one kept crossing and uncrossing (her) legs so there were times when Pete (our ultrasound guy) said it could pass for a scrotum, though he doubted it.   So I am getting another u/s on the 19th of July to confirm and get the picture.  But for now it's 95% Maggie Rose.  I must say, I was pretty shocked.  I was sure it was a boy!! I actually thought I would have all boys.

Anyway, our little guy is getting a couple new teeth, and boy these have been the worst of the bunch.  Will only sleep with us the past two nights and cries the second you put him in the crib!  It makes for some restless sleep, but hopefully tonight will be better.   It almost seems that he just likes the freeness of the bed -- I laid him down there before I laid down and he was perfectly fine, even without me laying down.  So maybe transitioning to a toddler bed will be easy!

I'm a little distracted today...

why?  because we're going to see CONAN tonight!! YES CONAN!!! I almost wish PJ could come with -- he loves Conan.  For real.  He would sit on my lap and just watch with us when we watched it.   I am sure it has something to do with him hearing Conan's voice the entire time he was in my belly.  And besides, Conan is AWESOME. 

Anyway, my happiness is amazing as always.  Taking a few steps here and there, walking like a champ when you hold his hand -- but drops immediately to the ground if you let go!! Those top teethers are visible, but have no desire to fully come in.  We went to the zoo on Sunday and he had a blast -- but I really think the best part was riding the carousel.  He was loving it!! He had so much fun as the kangaroo he was riding on moved up and down.    He also really liked the Bears (is he my son or what?) and was pointing at them and talking.  He zonked out after on the car ride home.  CUTEST.  Ever.

He's reached that clingy stage a bit -- where he wants to be held or be by me a lot - which I guess is normal for this age, but I don't mind.  I love hugs and kisses from my little guy!  This morning was especially adorable since I had to wake him up and he wasn't quite ready, so I lifted him out of the crib and he immediately put his head on my shoulder to sleep some more.

There is nothing like this feeling.   The feeling of your child so comfortable, so safe, so perfect in your arms, with his or her head on your shoulder.

Anyway, tonight is Coco and I cannot wait.  And PJ -- Mommy loves you more than anything.

As Brad Paisley says, "I thought I loved you then."

I hate teeth.

Seriously.  Teeth have turned my good sleeping, content little boy into a mess at about 1 a.m. when he wakes up screaming bloody murder and will not go back to sleep without me.  These teeth - I can SEE them.  They are RIGHT THERE.  COME OUT ALREADY.  This is ridiculous.  The poor guy.  It's also making his nose run, he's coughing, it's just ridiculous.  PJ and mommy want to sleep again.

Anyway, got some beautiful gerber daisies from my son for mother's day -- he's so thoughtful.  Also enjoyed an excellent dinner at Ruth's Chris, only the best restaurant ever.  All in all, I had a very lovely mother's day weekend.

We're coming up on 18 weeks here. Feeling flutters occasionally, not too often though.  Hoping I feel some kicks soon.  I think it will feel like we're progressing more once there are things like that happening.   I cannot wait for this little one to be here.    I cannot wait to see PJ be a big brother - as worried as I am that PJ will be sad that he has to share mommy, and as scared as I am about loving this little one as much as PJ.  I know that's just normal feelings.    I am trying to push them out of my head.

We are finally going to the zoo this weekend -- I think PJ is gonna have a blast.   He loves the dog, so I am sure he will love the zoo with all the other animals. 

I still think it's a boy.

16 week checkup went well.    Heartbeat is 155 bpm (and depending on what OWT you believe, that could be a boy OR a girl).   I've gained 10 total pounds so far, which I am pretty sure is less than I had gained with PJ at this point, but of course, now I'm chasing around a toddler.   Everything looks good.  Go back at 20 weeks but not for the ultrasound -- gotta wait till 24 weeks for that.  So we still have a good 7 weeks before we confirm my mommy intuition is right.

PJ is still scared to walk on his own, I've tried letting go of his hand and he just plops down.  But he does a great job when he's holding on!! So I am sure it will come soon.  Those teeth are finally peeking out a bit, and we're back to STTN so that is good. Although not sleeping as late, but that's all right.

As for inside baby, I feel a little movement - nothing big, no major kicks or anything, but stuff I notice now is the baby that with PJ I had no clue.  One of the perks of having been through this whole pregnancy thing before.  I am having trouble bending over already, which apparently, according to what I've read, is because since my uterus was already stretched out, the baby is already lower than before, so there you go.   Of course, PJ is luckily in the "it's fun to throw stuff and then I cry if Mommy doesn't pick it up stage" so that rocks the sure shot.

Bye Bye!

PJ says bye bye now.  Not always when he should, not all the time.   But his toys say bye bye and yesterday he said bye bye back.  It is seriously adorable.   He also is getting even better with walking, and went up the stairs at least 5 times yesterday.  He loves climbing and stairs are one thing he actually can.

The top front teeth are taking their time (I can SEE the little fuckers, they just won't pop through) which isn't causing sleep issues (thankfully) but is causing eating issues.  Oh well.  He'll have two more teeth to add to the adorableness that is my happiness.

We also had a poopy explosion today -- while he was in the jumperoo.  So he was able to jump all around in the poop that got all over the floor.  Good times.

MESH PANTIES

What the hell are mesh panties, you might be saying?  Mesh panties are the greatest gift to a woman who has just had a vaginal birth.   Trust me, after you've been laboring and pushing for however long, that last thing you want it to put on some cute little Victoria's Secret bikinis.

The mesh panties are fantastic because they offer the space to put in the ice pack, tucks pads, and huge pillow pad (more on all of these in a later post).  And trust me, that ice pack is the best thing ever.   So when you are in the hospital, be sure to get lots and lots of mesh panties. Make sure you bring lots home.  Because there is nothing better than mesh panties.

Teething SUCKS. Oh and it's O day!

My poor little boy.  I have never heard him scream like that.  Standing up in his crib, tears streaming, screamiing like he was in so much pain.  All that would work is me nursing him, and then he'd go back to sleep.  Teething SUCKS.  I am hoping this tooth comes in soon and the rest of the teeth don't take their sweet time -- it seems if the teeth come in closer together the pain is not as bad.

Anyway, today looks like the day.  O day or whatever.  I think I had CM today (for those of you who don't know what that is, I'll spare you the definition as it will most likely gross you out), but I've never been good at detecting that so who knows?  I'm hoping we are successful on the first try, that would be so awesome.    A pregnant woman was standing on the train with me today -- I'd say she was 7 or 8 months pregnant, and I was jealous!  I so want to be pregnant and have that belly and all that.  I was pretty cute pregnant, from what I understand.

So in addition to making a new recipe tonight, hopefully we're making a baby! :)