Dylan McKay

Eat your heart out ladies!! I met Dylan. And I loved every minute of it.

Friendly Feel Up

So we are off to Chicago for the holiday. I can't wait to go through security. I have no problem going through the scanner because it's been 3 months since I have had Izzy and I look amazing!!

Just kidding.

Ok in all honesty, I am a little nervous about the complementary ass grab. I guess I am mostly nervous about them discovering that I am wearing Spanx. Once they discover that, there goes my, "I just naturally look this good 3 months postpartum," act. Crap.

But I do know people are worried and feel violated, but what other security measures are left to take? And honestly, if they don't do these "friendly feel ups" and some bad mamajama makes it on the plane, you just know the public will say TSA didn't do enough. These poor people molesters are damned if they do and damned if they don't. I kind of feel sorry for them. Can you imagine having their job? What if that greasy guy, 4 people back, who smells like B.O. and his hair looks like gremlins are living it, is the next RANDOM person to step on up and get the TSA Friendly Feel Up? I am pretty sure that would be enough to make me walk off the job. So just when you think you have it bad, remember that. Gross.

Not A TwiHeart.

Listen here, I am not a Twilight fan. I have never seen the movies or read the books. We picked little girl's name simply because we love the name Isabella. That name was popular way before all this silly vampire love. I am so tired of people telling me I must be a Twilight fan because of her name. You've read it here, I am not. Also, we decided instead of calling her Bella, we are going with Izzy. Why? Because look at her, she looks like an Izzy. And because everyone with the name Isabella, goes by Bella. We are trying to be a little different. Just a little. Thanks.

Here is sweet Izzy girl in her cute little Juicy outfit. :)

Happy Birthday Hubster

Today is the old man's birthday. Last week we threw him a surprise party.

He was VERY surprised to say the least.

Yes, those are palm trees on his shirt. He's old, we've been over this. :)

Seriously though, I love the man like crazy. He is the best husband a girl could ask for and the greatest daddy to our kids.

Did I tell you all that he cleaned the WHOLE house while I was in the hospital having the little girl? He even shampooed the carpets and wiped down the baseboards. He's amazing, I am telling you. Of course, I'd love him even if he didn't do that, it just makes it 10 times better that he does things like that for me.

I got a good one ladies!

Happy Birthday Babe!

Liquid Gold

This stuff is nuts! When you pay for this stuff, you feel like you've been robbed and violated. It's $196 for a case of six 14oz cans. 14 ounce cans people!!! That's robbery for sure.

Since we've brought the little girl home she has had the thickest/foamiest (is that a word?) saliva. It's so thick she chokes on it at least 156 times a day. It's awful. Plus she cries. A lot. A whole lot. It's amazing. So finally today was her check up and I was 2 seconds into my "poor me my baby cries too much" speech when my doctor brought in two cans of this stuff. Then he said, so where does little girl get her food allergies from? Ok, I know I have had allergies, but I don't break out or get sick or anything so I have always ignored them. Well I guess my wheat/gluten allergy refuses to be ignored because now it's causing little girl to hate her life. So my doctor gave me two choices.

Choice 1 = Change my diet DRASTICALLY and wipe out wheat, gluten and dairy

or

Choice 2 = Eat Top Romen for the next 11 months so we can afford to spend $600 a month on the queen's formula.

Guess which on the Hubster wants? You guessed it, he said to lay off the bread crumbs. Not only will it stop little girl from crying all day but it will also make me look like that Britney Spears photo a few posts down.

So for the next 4 days I am to start my new diet and pump and dump all my milk. Sick right? My first pumping session, I dumped 9oz of breast milk. That's ONE feeding. I am pumping every 3 hours, can you imagine how much milk is going to waste? Not to mention all the supply I have in the freezer that now has to be thrown out. Ugghh I should have known. My first baby was sweet and perfect. He never cried, slept through the night at 6 weeks and was just an angel baby. And then there is little girl. Who of course is just as sweet as can be, she is just so high maintenance. And sassy. And cranky. And needy. And addicted to her mommy. I could go on and on and on. But since we love her to pieces we decided we wouldn't hold this against her.

Wish me luck on this new diet/lifestyle change. Have I mentioned how much I love carbs covered in cheese? Like I said, wish me luck.

I'm Back and I'm Crabby

A good crabby though. I have a new sweet little girl to love on, plus little boy is still cracking me up (and driving me insane) every day! I have been MIA lately trying to get into a routine. I just FINALLY uploaded the pictures from her birth. So Enjoy. And don't judge, I was not a huge swollen hippo before the surgery, but apparently all the fluids and meds they gave me during the c-section made me look like I swallowed the whole pacific ocean.

Little Boy and I right after the surgery. This was BEFORE I got super sick.

Hubster and I once I was in my post partum room. I was feeling good again, but shortly after this photo, I was sick again. It made for an amazing day......

My sweet baby on CPAP. She didn't make a peep at birth. Pretty much the worst feeling ever. Don't worry though, she cries enough now to make up for it.

She was finally off of oxgen and the IV so we got to dress her. She was still in the NICU since her heart rate wasn't stable.

Ta Da!! It's go time folks, Little Girl broke free and came home.

Stay tuned, more pictures to come, including Little Boy's first time meeting Little Girl.

Introducing.......

Isabella Suzanne!!

She was born on August 25, 2010 at 8:12am. Weighing in at 7lbs 2oz. She had a rough start but now she is home and is as sweet as ever.

More pictures to come.........

D Day

Tomorrow is the big day. 7:30am to be exact. I will no longer be pregnant and I will have a cute little nugget to love on.

Also, my body will be back to this.....

No I am kidding. It will take at least 2 weeks to look like that again. Ok I am kidding again. Whatever.

Wrong On Every Level

Is it just me, or are these maternity photos creeeeeepy?!?!

Hockey Mom?!?! p.s. your bra isn't hiding much.

Naked ones just scare me. Big time. Who spoons standing up anyway?


I have no words for this one. Really? A tire? What, did she go into the tire shop for a repair and end up taking this gem of a man home? Lucky girl.

Pregnant For Life

Remember the movie, "The Sandlot?' Remember the kid on there that says, "Forever" in a weird crazy voice? That's how I feel. Like I am going to be pregnant forever. I am 36 weeks right now. I am sick. I have issues. My body hates being pregnant and the funny thing is, so do I. I had an amniocentesis done to see if Little Girls lungs are developed and of course, they aren't. So what does that mean? 6 more weeks of winter of course. The doctors want to deliver her just as bad as I want her to be delivered. But if Little Girl isn't ready, we must not rush her. And so we wait. Some more.

The Only Stupid Question Is The One Not Asked...

Unless you're asking a pregnant woman something. Then there is a 99% chance that it's a stupid question. Seriously. People ask pregnant women STUPID questions. And since I am on bed rest and bored, I feel like ranting about this.

1. Aren't you hot in this weather?

No, I actually love being 45lbs over weight in 113 degree weather, it's refreshing.

2. Does it suck to be so swollen?

Again, no. I love misspelling every word in a text because my fingers are too fat to hit the right keys .

3. Are you so ready to have that baby?

Not at all. I feel like I could go another 9 months.

4. Do you crave and eat cookies all the time?

Ok I really do, but that's besides the point. Who asks this to someone? And who cares if I do!! Are you worried about there being a cookie shortage?

5. Aren't you so excited you're finally having a girl?

Finally? I am on baby #2, not 12. I have one boy, not 17.

6. When are you due? You look like you're about to pop right now!

4 weeks and so do you.

7. Should we stick a fork in you and see if you're done?

Should we hold a mirror to your face to see if it breaks?

Ahhhh since this is my last pregnancy, I really will miss hearing these amazing questions. But because this is my second pregnancy, I am learning to laugh when people ask me these things. I even give them sarcastic answers. Most people laugh back at me and realize the stupidity of their question, but some look shocked that I am laughing at them. How come the minute you're pregnant, your privacy goes out the door? Or strangers want to get all mushy and tell you how amazing child birth is and how awesome it is to have a little girl. Puke. Most people that know me, know I hate talking to strangers or random people and know that I really hate when people want to be all mushy with me about having a baby.

**Ok, so after proof reading this, maybe it is a good thing that I am stuck in my house, away from the public. Clearly it's not safe for me to be out with the general population.**

Bed Rest Day 1, Hour 3

It's been ordered. And not just a light order of, "lay down when you can," the exact words were, STRICT BED REST. I laughed. I seriously laughed at the nurse and said, "now that's a little dramatic don't you think?" Apparently she didn't think so. To make it even better, not only is this day 1 of bed rest, but I am also confined to my house. Every time I have to pee, I have to go in a bowl and dump it in a jug for the next 24 hours. They said to make sure that EVERY drop I have within the next 24 hours, goes in this jug. And since it didn't come with a cute carrying case, I am assuming they want to me stay home and do it in my own bathroom.

So now, I am in bed and I am bored out of my mind!! Obviously since I have little boy and he can't even wipe his own butt yet, I don't plan on staying in bed all day every day, it just sucks for today since I can't really leave the house.

And I need a manicure.

8 Months

Man O Man I can't wait to be done!! I know I hardly blog anymore but my fingers are so swollen that it takes an hour just to type. These little sausages never hit the right keys, jerks.
As I am typing this, I am 34 weeks, what's that, 8.5 months? I would give anything to be 37 weeks. As soon as I hit the big 37, I plan on pulling out all the labor inducing tricks. So if you have any amazing ideas on how to get the contractions going or my water to break, I'd love to hear them. :)

Little Boy, Party Of 1, You're Toilet Is Ready

Oh yes, we are potty training. Today was our 2nd full day. It's going amazing. Ok I am lying. The pee part is going amazing. He took right to it and loves to go and have me do the "Little Boy Is Awesome" dance after he goes. Today he even started to recognize when he had to go and he would come tell me. I can say, we have not had a single pee accident. Score right?

WRONG!!!

We have had 3 poop accidents. Seriously. It's annoying. Why can you come to me and say you have to pee, but when you have to poop, you run behind the couch, do your business, then come tell me, "oh yeah mommy by the way, I pooped." Thanks buddy.

How the heck can I get him to go on the toilet? I know it's not going to happen over night and that the poop part takes forever, but MAN!! He mastered the pee with no problem. So now I am determined to get him to master the poop part.

(Do you think I can set a record for how many times I say poop in this post?)

Seriously though, I just want him to get it down. I am not doing diapers anymore so I am hoping he just gets sick of going in his underwear. Fingers Crossed.

Goodies For Little Girl

So I am loving that Little Girl's nursery is almost done. But now I am getting so anxious because I am ready to put her in there.

This is her bedding that we picked out. I also got the matching curtains to go with it, I couldn't resist. Here is one of her diaper bags. Yes, I said one of. Most women have a purse problem, I have a diaper bag problem. With Little Boy, I think we had 4 diaper bags. And I say we because the Hubster had to have a manly one for him. Cute isn't he?

These are the letters I ordered to go over her crib. I didn't do dream though, I did Isabella, duh. But I loved the plain, lowercase look. Her bedding and curtains are so busy so I wanted the letters to be calm.

Also, I can't stop shopping here for Little Girl. There is the cutest stuff in this store and I am addicted!!

Well once I get the Hubster to put up her letters and get her shelves done, I will post pictures of the room all put together!!

7.5 Months

The camera adds 10 lbs right?

She's All Mine Baybee

This ladies and gentlemen, is my new pride and joy. I love her. I love everything about her. And this next week, I will be debuting her at Disneyland. Isn't she amazing? Go ahead, drool.

This is her as a single stroller, which is what it will be used as until I give birth to Little Girl.

And this is what it will look like once little girl is here. She will be riding in style of course.

These 4 options are the options I will be using the most. The double will usually only come into play when we are on vacations.
I love her. Did I already say that? Well I do. It rides like a Cadillac and that makes me happy AND The Hubster happy.

Crap. Did you ever think there would come a day when you would be going nuts over a stroller? I sure didn't. But here I am, going nuts over a stroller. It's sick.

Dear You,

You know who you are. I know my due date. I have known it since I found out I was pregnant. Most women know their due dates. So why, why why why do you still insist on telling me how I am going to be pregnant all summer during the heat? Do you think that I didn't think of that? Do you think that you're the first person to tell me that? Like holy crap, thanks for telling me because I had no clue!! Seriously, shut up. I know that's rude and that my mom hates when I say shut up, but shut up. Since there is nothing I can do about it and there is definitely nothing you can do about it, shut up. I prefer to be pregnant in the summer. I love that I can sit in the pool and feel amazing. So next time you decide to open your big annoying mouth, don't. Thanks.

Boring Life

Seriously, I have had nothing to post about. Nothing exciting going on here folks. Except the fact that I went to a pool at a casino down on the strip and look who was there...Larry The Cable Guy.

Yes he was SUPER nice. So friendly to everyone and seriously hilarious. Oh and yes, his armpits stunk.

Baby Shower #2

Sunday was my scheduled shower and oh my gosh was it fun!! Let me just tell you that opening girlie stuff is so much fun. I love pink. I love everything about it. So having two showers in a row where I got nothing but pink girlie stuff, makes me giddy. So many people showed up to spoil The Hubster and I. Even Little Boy got in on the action, he got a few gifts too! Awesome right? I swear I have the best family and friends.

Here are a few pictures from that day.

Here I am in all my glory. 6 Months and way too big. It's true what "they" say about your second, your belly is twice as big. So that's my story and I am sticking to it.

Me with the best in-laws a girl could ask for.
Me and Heather.....Love her.

The Candy Buffet

I had so much fun and I have my mom to thank for it all! She made all the food and decorated for me. All I had to do was eat and enjoy. Thanks Mom....love you!

Baby Shower #1

On May 16th my cousin Amy and my Aunt Kathy surprised me with a baby shower. I went to California for a wedding and to spend time with my family, only to be shocked with this. I love all these ladies and feel so special that they planned this for me. I was really bad about taking pictures because I was visiting with people that I hadn't seen in a long time. But my Uncle Jim snapped a few good ones, so here you go.

The food spread.....

My awesome cousins Amy and Becca

Me, very excited about bottle nipples. Weird.

The cool table.

I had so much fun at this shower and it was so much fun to see everyone.

Thanks again to my Aunt Kathy and cousin Amy!!!

California Extravaganza

I have been MIA and I am so sorry. I could sit here and list off some excuses, but mostly I am just tired.

However, this weekend I left the Little Boy at home with my Hubster and I took off to California for a long weekend. I THOUGHT I was going there for a wedding and ended up being surprised with a baby shower. Sweet right??

Now keep your pants on, once I get home I will upload some pictures....stay tuned.

Lock Up Your Granddaddies

Let me start by saying how in love I am with The Hubster.

Now that that is out of the way, can we just talk about these two silver foxes?!?! What is my problem? I have a HUGE thing for Salt & Pepper hair borderline gray hair. It's sick right? I am only 27!! Even The Hubster has an amazing head of salt and pepper hair and I love it. My friends tease me about this obsession, but I think they are secretly jealous.

Ok, so we all know how much I love me some Andy Cooper.

How could you not? Look at those baby blues?!? Plus, he is a news anchor, so not only is he handsome, he's smart. It's a package people.

Now recently, I haved discovered a new silver fox.

Last night, while watching the reunion special of "16 and Pregnant" I couldn't stop checking out Dr. Drew's hair. Who knew he was such a babe?

Almost makes you want to go to rehab huh??

Daddy Long Legs

The proof is in the pudding people. That right there is a little girl nugget. The Hubster and I couldn't be happier. Well, I am sure The Hubster could be happier, he would probably LOVE it if I stopped buying stuff. I can't help it. Yes I know, she won't wear half the stuff or I won't need it, but tell that to the birds because this mama doesn't care. She already has more headbands then all the Duggar Girls combined and more onsies then a family with triplets. She's excited about it all too, I just know it.

Speaking of excitement, she's so excited ALL THE TIME, that she constantly kicks my bladder with those long legs of hers. Even the Dr. and ultrasound tech couldn't get over her long limbs. I was just thinking, YES!! She will be tall and pretty and not short and squatty like her mama.

Here she is again, just kicking away, making sure I empty my bladder every 5 minutes.

Sweet already isn't she?

True Story

I was at Babies R Us at the registry counter waiting my turn, when I over hear another customer lady and the employee sharing birth stories. At one point, the customer lady turns to me and asks me if I know what she means about the pain (of giving birth). I of course said "Oh yes, it's awful, but thank goodness for Demerol and Epidurals."

Right as I finished this sentence, the look on this lady's face changed to a look as if I just told her that her dog died. She looked horrified. She told me that if I used those, then I have no idea what pain is and that she is on her third boy and this will be her third natural pregnancy. In shock that she just said all that to me, I just told her how awesome I thought that was, but that I was way too big of a sissy to go all natural. (when I really wanted to tell her that if she was on her third boy, what the hell was she registering for!??!)

This is where it gets good.....or better.

She went on and on about how she doesn't understand women that get drugged up to bring a child in to this world and that she thinks that's just as bad as drinking during pregnancy.

Yes, at this point I was wondering how long I would be in jail if I hit her. But instead I controlled my urge and just responded nicely.

I said "Well, drinking during pregnancy can harm the child and epidurals are safe, so I am not sure how those are the same."

Her response to me is that drugs and alcohol aren't used to conceive the baby so why would they be used to birth the baby?

I just laughed and said, "Apparently you weren't around the night Little Girl was conceived because I am 100% positive that there was alcohol involved."

Yep, that shut her up. Made the employee and I crack up too.

p.s. In person, this conversation wasn't as snotty as it sounds typed out, but it was SASSY!

Wordless Wednesday

I'm Packing The Sass

That's right! I am busy growing a sassy mini version of me! Don't be scared though, she won't be able to affect the world in a sassy way until she is at least one....I hope.

Her sweet little name will be Isabella Suzanne. And yes, we plan on calling her Bella for short. The Hubster picked this name out, cute right? Now let's just see if he does pony tails as well as he picks names.

Speaking of doing things well, can we just talk about how guys are hopeless when it comes to getting kids dressed or doing their hair?? Poor Little Boy, if I leave it up to the Hubster to get him dressed, he looks like they picked out his clothes blind folded. Why is it that men can go into their closet and pick out a nice outfit that MATCHES yet when it comes to kids, they all of a sudden forgot that green pants with a blue stripe don't match a yellow and orange patterned shirt?

I guess some questions will never be answered.

15 Weeks

Not much has changed with the bump. Thank goodness!!! The clothes I was wearing at 12 weeks still fit, if not better. I haven't gained much weight, I think for the whole pregnancy I am up 5lbs. Which for me, is AWESOME! I am the kind of person that if I just think about a donut, I will gain weight. I know, it's not fair. This Wednesday I am going in for a "gender check" ultra sound. I am so excited I can't even stand it. I am just hoping and hoping and hoping and hoping (you get the idea) that the baby cooperates and shows us his goodies! Little boy wasn't shy at all. Every time we took a peek at him in the belly, he was right there in front of the camera letting everyone see what he was working with. So please keep your fingers crossed for me that this one is the same way, not shy.

Rhythm Of My Heart

I don't know about you, but I love me some Rod Stewart. I can remember exactly where I was and what I was doing the first time I heard his song. It was instant love. And now, nothing puts me in a better mood than a song by him. So you can imagine how bad I wet my pants when I saw him walking across the street from us in Miami Beach.

These aren't the best pictures, but he kept stopping to take pictures with people, so I didn't want to run across the street (and get killed) just to be another person bugging him. Plus by this time, I am sure the Hubster had had enough of my crazy celeb stalking.

How nice is he posing with this guy in the wheel chair? Seriously he stopped for anyone who asked. What a trooper my guy Rod is.