My little Park man is BACK!!! YEAH!!!! I think he is finally feeling better. I am keeping my fingers crossed because this is the first day off all medicines so we will see what the weekend bring s us BUT he seems to be back in full force. NOw, he is starting into the Terrible Twos ( a little early if you ask me) BUT if he has enough energy to pitch fits and fall on the floor in complete temper tantrums then that MUST mean he is feeling better, RIGHT?
Seriously, the other day, he laid in the middle of the driveway for over 20 minutes screaming because I had cut the car off. (We were back home from the store) At one point, he had kicked and screamed and squirmed so much he was halfway under the car. I did finally retrieve him and place him inside to finish his fit so that Child PRotective Services was not called on us OR so that our friends did not run over him when they arrived at our house for dinner. But hey, I can handle this much better than a sick little boy......I THINK!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Quandry
Okay, I am in a quandry. Logan and Cooper have very cute Easter dresses from last year that have probably only been worn once. I was planning on putting them in the same dresses again this year but Logan informed me last week that she would not be wearing the yellow dress because it was too BABYISH.... Now, that she is going to be six in 3 1/2 weeks she seems to think all the clothes I pick out for her just won't do. SO, I have spent the afternoon searching the internet for some appropriate clothing for my daughter and have come up very empty handed. Is it just me, or does all the clothes for little girls these day make them look like street walkers?? THEN, if you do find something cute, it is too expensive to buy.....
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Update on the Laundry System
Just a quick update to let everyone out there know that my new system is working GREAT!!!!!! Laundry is so much less of a hassle and pain now. I am able to get it all done AND put away in NO TIME FLAT!!!! Why did I not think of this before?
Monday, February 25, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
My Version of The Baby Story
Well, I was reading a friends blog this morning and she is having a contest. Readers are supposed to post their baby stories online and then she is going to pick the winner and we get a prize!!! YEAH FOR PRIZES!!! Oh, totally off the subject, I know I have been absent for awhile but Parke has been sick and really giving us a run for our money. He is FINALLY feeling better after 5 trips to the Pediatrician and we ALL got a full night sleep last night. Okay, here we go..
I am going to post all four storied in one, to save me time because there is no telling when I am going to get back on the computer again...
Baby Number One:
Barrett Evans GIll
My husband and I had been talking for quite awhile about when we wanted to start our family. He came from a large family and I knew I wanted lots of kids so when CHad pulled out the spreadsheet to exactly calculate how many kids we were going to have, how far apart they needed to be, and how to get them out of the house by retirement, I knew I was in trouble. I mean come on, who can really plan their children's conceptions and birth to such a T and with such accuracy. Oddly enough, my husband was. We knew we wanted four and he figured we had to start trying the summer or 1999 so as to have them all out of the house by age 50. One month later. we are pregnant. Much to my surprise and Chad disappointment, (he said he was looking forward to a few months of the whole "TRYING " process. BUt, we were excited and naive, as most new parents. We took all the right classes, bought all the right equipment and felt totally prepared to whatever was thrown our way... We were going to be parents dog gone it all! Anyway, skip forward nine months, and Chad was called into work for the night shift. I wasn't feeling very well so I hit the sack early and waited for his return the next morning. I did not sleep well, and when he fell into bed at 6:30 am I got up and started pacing. BY 7 am I woke him and told him I thought it was time to go. HE looked over at me sleepily, and said, "NO honey, I do not have to go in to work today, I just got home.." I said, "Not Work, the hospital!" Then, he stirs a little and says, "Are you sure?" Am I sure of what? I have never done this before but I feel like my abdomen is about to explode so I think we should at least get it checked out. By this point my contractions are 5 minutes apart and he decides to get in the shower. 20 minutes and what feels like 100 contractions later, he emerges and then proceeds to start cleaning up the house. I finally say, "We need to go and We need to go NOW!" In his defense, he did not want to go to the hospital and be sent home for false labor but hell, this WAS my due date! He drives slower than I would have liked but we finally get to the hospital, get checked in and the say YEs, you are in labor! Part of me really wanted to turn to my husband and go "NANNY NANNY BOO BOO, TOLD YOU I WAS RIGHT!" But what came out instead was, EPIDURAL!!!! LOng story made a little shorter, I got my epidural and quickly progressed along. On a side note, my entire family was to be coming in from out of town, the ones that had been calling 15 times a day until this particular day...you know, MY DUE DATE< and then no one could be reached. Finally, the nurse turned to us and said you know that noise ya'll have been hearing for 4 hours??? That is your phone!!!! Anyway, the doctor came in to check me and said"WOW< HUH< we have never seen this before...Let's get an ultrasound" and then LEFT THE ROOM!!! NO EXPLANATION, NO NOTHING!!! THey did the ultrasound, and again he said, "HUH, Interesting..." No elaboration, no NOTHING! Not even a, "How ya doing?" The nurse finally looks up and says that the baby had flipped breach and we then need to have a Csection. Chad and I looked at each other and asked," NOW?" And the wonderful doctor said, " Oh yeah, you are going to be holding this little one in 35 minutes" ANd we were, 35 minutes later at 3:16 pm, Friday May 5, 2000 we were looking at our first born, our baby boy, and we both realize that we are terrified. ALl of that confidence and knowledge we thought we had quickly flew out the window when we realized we had to take this little guy home with us....
Baby Number 2:
Logan Carter GIll
Obviously, we survived as parents and decided to try again. Again, it took very little time and we were pregnant again. This 2nd pregnacy was noneventful, we were only moving two hours away, selling our home, buying a new one, caring for a 18 month old and living with my folks. We moved six weeks before she arrived, and I quickly found new doctors and hospitals. In doing so, we decided to have a VBAC so an induction date was set. When that morning rolled around, we happily piled into the car and headed off. They started the Pitocon, and 5 hours later Logan came out perfectly, just as she was supposed to.
Baby Number 3
Cooper Chalkey GIll
She again was not a challenge to conceive but decided to give us a run for our money on her birthday. I was planning another VBAc and had the induction date all set. BUt my water broke around 11am 3 weeks early and Chad had been working for 3 days straight on a job. When I called to tell him, he said I could not have had it happen at any better time. He was just heading home to get some much needed sleep. He made a detour, picked me up and headed off the hospital. After sitting in the lobby for 5 hours waiting for a room, we were finally placed in a room. My doctor came to check on me and said she would have loved to have stayed to deliver but she also had been up on call for 3 days and needed to get some rest. She started Pitocon, and I quickly progressed from 4 cm to 10 and I was ready to deliver in under an hour. The nurse checked me for a final time and she got a perplexed look on her face. SHe called the doctor in and he proceeded to say he had not seen this before. Chad looked up and said, "Is it a butt you feel instead of a head?" And they say yes. He then told them this was the second time it had happened to us after I was in labor and my water had broken. The baby had flipped breach and was already halfway in the birth canal. They wisk me off to surgery, and she is born 20 minutes later...9:21 pm. Another beautiful baby girl....
Baby 4; (I promise I am almost done)
Parker Spencer GIll
Our fourth and final was conceived in the same timely fashion as our others. One month of trying and BAM pregnant again. This fourth one did take my by a surprise, I had just lost 40 pounds and had to take 3 tests to convince myself it was true. Needless to say, we were ecstatic to be blessed with number four. AFter a lot of discussion with my OBGYN and 2 Csections later. we set an induction date fro JUne 6, 2006. MY OBGYN looked at her calendar and said she did not have many births scheduled for that day and we proceeded to tell her that is because the birthday is 6-6-06 BUt we did not care, we wanted to have our little monkey and get on with it SO, we scheduled the induction, and much like his sister he came into the world with very few bells and whistles at 12:31pm. The funny side note to Parker's birth is my eldest son. When we told him we were pregnant again, he said it had to be a boy. He said he had ordered a boy with Cooper and he got a sister and he already had one and had not wanted another one SO< this time he was certain he was getting a brother. Every night at prayers, he prayed for a brother and told me he was moving to the jungle with Tarzan if it turned out to be another sister. We found out it was a boy at 20 weeks ( the ONLY baby we found out the sex of) BUT< he pulled me aside a week before the induction and said he was packing his bags in case the doctors were wrong about it being a brother, but he told me not to worry, he would not go all the way to the jungle, but instead move in with his Nana. Lucky for him, the doctor was NOT wrong and his baby brother came into the world on 6-6-06.
I am going to post all four storied in one, to save me time because there is no telling when I am going to get back on the computer again...
Baby Number One:
Barrett Evans GIll
My husband and I had been talking for quite awhile about when we wanted to start our family. He came from a large family and I knew I wanted lots of kids so when CHad pulled out the spreadsheet to exactly calculate how many kids we were going to have, how far apart they needed to be, and how to get them out of the house by retirement, I knew I was in trouble. I mean come on, who can really plan their children's conceptions and birth to such a T and with such accuracy. Oddly enough, my husband was. We knew we wanted four and he figured we had to start trying the summer or 1999 so as to have them all out of the house by age 50. One month later. we are pregnant. Much to my surprise and Chad disappointment, (he said he was looking forward to a few months of the whole "TRYING " process. BUt, we were excited and naive, as most new parents. We took all the right classes, bought all the right equipment and felt totally prepared to whatever was thrown our way... We were going to be parents dog gone it all! Anyway, skip forward nine months, and Chad was called into work for the night shift. I wasn't feeling very well so I hit the sack early and waited for his return the next morning. I did not sleep well, and when he fell into bed at 6:30 am I got up and started pacing. BY 7 am I woke him and told him I thought it was time to go. HE looked over at me sleepily, and said, "NO honey, I do not have to go in to work today, I just got home.." I said, "Not Work, the hospital!" Then, he stirs a little and says, "Are you sure?" Am I sure of what? I have never done this before but I feel like my abdomen is about to explode so I think we should at least get it checked out. By this point my contractions are 5 minutes apart and he decides to get in the shower. 20 minutes and what feels like 100 contractions later, he emerges and then proceeds to start cleaning up the house. I finally say, "We need to go and We need to go NOW!" In his defense, he did not want to go to the hospital and be sent home for false labor but hell, this WAS my due date! He drives slower than I would have liked but we finally get to the hospital, get checked in and the say YEs, you are in labor! Part of me really wanted to turn to my husband and go "NANNY NANNY BOO BOO, TOLD YOU I WAS RIGHT!" But what came out instead was, EPIDURAL!!!! LOng story made a little shorter, I got my epidural and quickly progressed along. On a side note, my entire family was to be coming in from out of town, the ones that had been calling 15 times a day until this particular day...you know, MY DUE DATE< and then no one could be reached. Finally, the nurse turned to us and said you know that noise ya'll have been hearing for 4 hours??? That is your phone!!!! Anyway, the doctor came in to check me and said"WOW< HUH< we have never seen this before...Let's get an ultrasound" and then LEFT THE ROOM!!! NO EXPLANATION, NO NOTHING!!! THey did the ultrasound, and again he said, "HUH, Interesting..." No elaboration, no NOTHING! Not even a, "How ya doing?" The nurse finally looks up and says that the baby had flipped breach and we then need to have a Csection. Chad and I looked at each other and asked," NOW?" And the wonderful doctor said, " Oh yeah, you are going to be holding this little one in 35 minutes" ANd we were, 35 minutes later at 3:16 pm, Friday May 5, 2000 we were looking at our first born, our baby boy, and we both realize that we are terrified. ALl of that confidence and knowledge we thought we had quickly flew out the window when we realized we had to take this little guy home with us....
Baby Number 2:
Logan Carter GIll
Obviously, we survived as parents and decided to try again. Again, it took very little time and we were pregnant again. This 2nd pregnacy was noneventful, we were only moving two hours away, selling our home, buying a new one, caring for a 18 month old and living with my folks. We moved six weeks before she arrived, and I quickly found new doctors and hospitals. In doing so, we decided to have a VBAC so an induction date was set. When that morning rolled around, we happily piled into the car and headed off. They started the Pitocon, and 5 hours later Logan came out perfectly, just as she was supposed to.
Baby Number 3
Cooper Chalkey GIll
She again was not a challenge to conceive but decided to give us a run for our money on her birthday. I was planning another VBAc and had the induction date all set. BUt my water broke around 11am 3 weeks early and Chad had been working for 3 days straight on a job. When I called to tell him, he said I could not have had it happen at any better time. He was just heading home to get some much needed sleep. He made a detour, picked me up and headed off the hospital. After sitting in the lobby for 5 hours waiting for a room, we were finally placed in a room. My doctor came to check on me and said she would have loved to have stayed to deliver but she also had been up on call for 3 days and needed to get some rest. She started Pitocon, and I quickly progressed from 4 cm to 10 and I was ready to deliver in under an hour. The nurse checked me for a final time and she got a perplexed look on her face. SHe called the doctor in and he proceeded to say he had not seen this before. Chad looked up and said, "Is it a butt you feel instead of a head?" And they say yes. He then told them this was the second time it had happened to us after I was in labor and my water had broken. The baby had flipped breach and was already halfway in the birth canal. They wisk me off to surgery, and she is born 20 minutes later...9:21 pm. Another beautiful baby girl....
Baby 4; (I promise I am almost done)
Parker Spencer GIll
Our fourth and final was conceived in the same timely fashion as our others. One month of trying and BAM pregnant again. This fourth one did take my by a surprise, I had just lost 40 pounds and had to take 3 tests to convince myself it was true. Needless to say, we were ecstatic to be blessed with number four. AFter a lot of discussion with my OBGYN and 2 Csections later. we set an induction date fro JUne 6, 2006. MY OBGYN looked at her calendar and said she did not have many births scheduled for that day and we proceeded to tell her that is because the birthday is 6-6-06 BUt we did not care, we wanted to have our little monkey and get on with it SO, we scheduled the induction, and much like his sister he came into the world with very few bells and whistles at 12:31pm. The funny side note to Parker's birth is my eldest son. When we told him we were pregnant again, he said it had to be a boy. He said he had ordered a boy with Cooper and he got a sister and he already had one and had not wanted another one SO< this time he was certain he was getting a brother. Every night at prayers, he prayed for a brother and told me he was moving to the jungle with Tarzan if it turned out to be another sister. We found out it was a boy at 20 weeks ( the ONLY baby we found out the sex of) BUT< he pulled me aside a week before the induction and said he was packing his bags in case the doctors were wrong about it being a brother, but he told me not to worry, he would not go all the way to the jungle, but instead move in with his Nana. Lucky for him, the doctor was NOT wrong and his baby brother came into the world on 6-6-06.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
I would like to wish all of my tens of readers...HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! I hope everyone has wonderful plans to spend the day with the ones they love. We are going to Cheeburger Cheeburger for dinner and milkshakes! YEAH!!!! Mommy does not have to cook. Chad and I are getting away for a night next week to celebrate a late VDay when my gracious MIL has invited the monkey doodles over for a sleepover. God bless free babysitting! Don't forget to give all of your little or not so little ones big smooches and hug your husbands! That Is what the day is about......
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
too cool for school
this is too cool for school. I am sitting on my bed checking my email and posting on my blog with my new toy..... An iPod touch! Love it! So convienent and really helps me stay organized at the same time. In fact, I had my entire grocery list on here and could add stufff as I remembered and then took it to the store with me. Anyway, love it!!!!
Monday, February 11, 2008
Broken Baby
Okay... my baby is broken. He was a great sleeper and perfect bedtime little boy until about 1 month ago. NOW, for the past month, he has been BROKEN. He wakes up crying 2-3 times a night EVERY NIGHT! And it is the something is wrong and I don't feel well cry...NOT the I'm ticked and just want to play OR night terror cry! Sometimes., I go in there, and he is still eyes closed closed and moaning and crying in his sleep ( but loud enough to wake me up). I have taken him to the doctor three times in 2 1/2 weeks. The first time he did have a double ear infection but they say that has cleared up by now....
SO, what do I do? How can I fix my broken little boy?
Any tips???
Willing to try just about anything......
SO, what do I do? How can I fix my broken little boy?
Any tips???
Willing to try just about anything......
Friday, February 1, 2008
Laundry Day
Well, today is Friday and that means laundry day in the Gill House.
52 pairs of socks
48 tops
48 bottoms
41 pairs of underwear
2 sets of ballet attire
1 karate uniform
And, all of these numbers are under the assumption no one changes clothes during the day...(which is not likely to happen in a home of 2 girls and 1 toddler) and Chad and I don't go the the gym more than 3 days a week.
So, I am deciding to revamp, readdress, reorganize, and reconfigure they way I do laundry each week, in hopes to make it a little less overwhelming. What I used to do is, all the loads on Friday, sort on Saturday, put away on Sunday. BUT< what always seems to happen is the sorting and putting away gets put off for so long that I am doing it all week and then am right back to where I started on Friday.
My NEW tactic, still do all the wash on Friday but as I pull it out of the dryer, sort it right then and take it to the appropriate room. Then, if the kids don't get it put away, who cares....at least it is in there room and out of my hair. AND< my pile in my room should not appear as daunting as well. Wish me luck and I will let you know how it turns out.
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