Tonight the Bagpiper has a gig that’s 1940s inspired.
I found out about this kind of at the last minute, so it didn’t leave me with enough time to order an awesome vintage-inspired dress online. Instead, I’m making do with what little I can find around me: a khaki pencil skirt, a black top and some amazing heels.
It’s a little hard to see, but those heels are a lilac-purple with a cream trim and big fluffy flower bow. So awesome. These are half a size too big, but that’s an easy fix. They didn’t have my size available and come on. I couldn’t NOT get these. Only $40, too!
So that’s tonight, so hopefully I can get a lot of pictures taken, cause I’m kind of excited. The uniform the Bagpiper is wearing reminds me of the WWII type uniforms so he’ll look super handsome.
I’ll be bringing Cupcake with me (since it’s probably too late to find a sitter that I trust/know and she’ll be asleep for most of it anyway). I have a cute little dress for her to wear and all I need is to go buy little white tights since it’s a little cold out.
Speaking of Cupcake, yesterday was her two month wellness check up. She’s definitely grown! Right now she’s at nine pounds and seven ounces and is 22 inches long. She received four vaccinations yesterday too. One was oral and the other three where shots in her chubby thighs.
She cried so loudly. I’ve never heard her “I’m in pain” cry before and it broke my heart. I’m not ashamed to admit that I got teary-eyed at the sound. After about 10 minutes of cradling her, she calmed down and was pretty quiet for the rest of the evening. Her next check up isn’t until four months, and she’ll receive the same set of immunizations then too. I’ll probably also schedule that check up so that Bagpiper can go with me.
The rest of the weekend is going to be spent cleaning house, because the mess definitely piled up this week. I used all my extra free time knitting, reading and writing, so housework got out of control. I did manage to do all the laundry though (that was on the day of the poopy panda shirt, which, by the way, is clean and good as new). Bagpiper did the dishes this morning (go him!) so all that’s left are the bedrooms, kitchen, living room, bathroom, floors and the lawn.
Bagpiper bought a riding lawn mower, so I bet he won’t mind doing the lawn tomorrow…
…I still can’t believe he bought a riding lawn mower. Whatever. I’ll remind him of that when I buy a jogging stroller and a set of Knit Picks interchangeable needles.
Monday I start Couch to 5K….but more on that later. I need to take advantage of the fact that Cupcake is asleep.
Today was one of those days where I really got a glimpse of what being a mother is all about.
Cupcake and I had a pretty relaxing, yet productive morning. She slept most of the morning, so I took the time to get all the laundry washed and folded. By lunch time she was awake, so we had our lunches (and Bagpiper came home for lunch too, which is always nice). As she was being burped, she spit up on her clothes, so I took her to the changing table and put her in a onsie. RIGHT as I get the onsie over her head, she spits up again. On the onsie.
So I get a new onsie and put her in that. Then she took an hour nap. Afterward, I held her while I sat at my computer and watched “Ghost Whisperer” on Netflix (I’m so addicted to this show).
She’s being calm, just enjoying being in Mommy’s arms, when suddenly, I smell poo. OK. So she pooped. No big deal. I get up and take her to the changing table. It’s when I set her down on the changing pad that I realize that the poop not only leaked out of her diaper and soaked her onsie, but it’s all over my shirt.
Let’s repeat: There is POOP all over my v-neck PANDA shirt.
POOP. Panda shirt. JUST BOUGHT IT A WEEK AGO.
Thankfully, it did not go down the v-neck part and onto my boobs, but still. Gross. So I carefully take off my shirt and toss it to the ground. Then I carefully take off her onsie and toss it to the ground.
So here I am, in my bra, changing the baby while our poo-stained clothes are on the floor.
Bath time (for her, not for me. I don’t have time at this point, and I decide I’ll just take a shower when hubby gets home). I throw on another shirt. It just happens to be a v-neck as well.
After that, the rest of the afternoon went pretty smoothly.
And then Bagpiper comes home and decides that today of all days he wants to try to motorboat me cause I’m in a v-neck shirt (is this tmi?). I fall to the floor laughing and then tell him the poo story…
So yea. That’s was my day.
Today has been one of the longest days ever.
Had to take the dog to the vet on base to get her bordatello vaccine so that the groomers would continue to see her. This may not seem like a big deal, except that the vet on base apparently only does vaccincations on Wednesday and only as a walk-in. Yea. I know. Doesn’t make ANY sense.
Because this would be trying enough if were just me and the dog, I enlist the help of a friend because Me + Dog + Baby = disaster waiting to happen. So I was joined by a friend and I am eternally grateful that she was with me, cause wow.
We arrive at the vet just before they open (10a). There’s already a line about 20 people long. This line is out the door. So we’re out the door. We sign in and stand in the back (there are no seats available). After about an hour of waiting, we get seats. Baby is asleep for a lot of this (thank goodness), but of course at some point she gets hungry. I feed her, burp her and then go into the one bathroom to change her.
Oh. There’s no changing table.
I leave my friend with the dog so that I can change the baby in the car.
We waited a good FOUR HOURS before they finally saw us in the exam room. FOUR FREAKING HOURS.
While in the exam room the vet techs ask if I want to give Sushi some other shots cause she’s due for them in April. Not wanting to go through this ordeal again, I agree. They quote me a price, I say yes because I’m POSITIVE I have that amount in my checking. But then they had to give the dog some Benadryl, and neglected to tell me that was extra money, so then my card didn’t work because I didn’t have those few extra bucks in my account (silly, stupid me did not think to transfer money before I left this morning).
The vet is nice and says I can leave the dog, go get money and come back because they don’t close until 4:30pm. I’m about to do this, when my AWESOME FRIEND says she’ll pay and I’ll just pay her back later. So she pays. I’m SO grateful for not just her help today, but for that too because I really did want to go back to Foster just to come back to Kadena and the vet. So she pays and we hit up the Burger King drive-thru because neither of us had breakfast and it’s now nearing 3pm and we are starving. We get huge Whoppers with cheese and bacon, and basically have the most orgasmic lunch ever.
Afterward, we hang out at my house for a while because the husbands are not off work yet. She crochets Cupcake a cute pair of red booties to match a little dress I have for her. She leaves and I decide to nap (Cupcake is knocked out in her crib by now — she had a long day too!). Just before 7pm Bagpiper calls and I go pick him up and we pick up some more fast food (cause I was not cooking today) and now here I am. Exhausted and sleepy.
Tomorrow I relax as much as possible. Maybe get some laundry done cause I’m running low on clothes.
Friday is Cupcake’s 2 month check up.
Next week I start a new work out program with a group called WOOP (Women on Okinawa Pavement). It’s Couch to 5K (C25K), and I’m going to be walking/running every Monday, Wednesday and Friday (Friday with the Stroller Warriors group) and then on Tuesdays and Thursdays I’ll do my Zumba.
Here’s hoping I have no more long days at the vet and also that I can keep up with the work outs.
We’ve moved to on-base housing and love it so much more than off base. Our off-base house was gorgeous and had lots of room, but the staircase was so narrow and steep that we’d been sleeping downstairs since Cupcake was born (and after buying a king-sized mattress in November, sleeping on the couch seemed like a crime!)
So Bagpiper looked into switching us to on-base housing and we moved in a couple of weeks ago and we’re all settled and unpacked now. We have cable TV (we didn’t have that off base) and yesterday the internet was connected so I can play online again.
Our on base house is definitely a little smaller than our off base one, but it’s still plenty of room for us and the best part? AMERICAN APPLIANCES. It feels so so so so so good to have an American oven and American washer/dryer. We’re also a lot closer to Bagpiper’s job. So close, in fact, that he sometimes runs to work in the mornings. He’s even been coming home for lunch! It’s nice and we’re all happy.
Except maybe the dog.
She does really good around the baby, but I think she’s starting to get jealous of the attention the baby gets. Bagpiper and I make sure to give the dog plenty of attention, but Sushi doesn’t seem to think it’s enough and wants more and is acting out….by pooping in the house.
Yesterday she even pooped on the couch!
I was livid.
We take her out just as often (and maybe even more so) than before and she’ll pee and poop outside, but she’ll also poop inside, too. It’s becoming less frequent so hopefully she’s adjusting to having a baby in the house, but UGH! I hate it.
Cupcake is getting so big! We’re fitting into newborn size clothes now and started to smile and even giggle. I keep trying to catch that giggle on camera, but so far I haven’t been able to capture it.
She’s been sleeping through the night for a couple of weeks now and that has definitely been such a blessing. Everyone told me that babies didn’t start sleeping through the night until they were about three months old. Cupcake started sleeping through the night at just six weeks! We’re definitely very lucky!
Since I’ve been getting more sleep it’s given me more energy to get things done during the day. I’ve started writing again — I’m currently working on the first draft of a romantic thriller and I’m also editing a novella that I keep ignoring (I’m not a fan of editing/revisions). I’ve done some knitting — I made a beanie for the Bagpiper, some hats for Cupcake and I’m working on a small sweater for her. In a couple of days I’m starting a Knit-A-Long with Allyson from The Sweatshop of Love. I’ll be knitting a gorgeous cardigan for myself. I’ve ordered my yarn and it should be arriving this week.
I’ve also started a work out program. I started yesterday (Feb. 1) with Zumba 2 for the Wii. It’s a lot of fun and definitely burns the calories. I like that the game tells me how accurate my movements are and how many calories I’ve burned. I’m tracking my eating and work out habits on Lose It! I’ve used the site before and liked it, so I’m starting again. My plan is to do Zumba every day and also walk around the neighborhood every day. Next month I’m hoping to start P90X in addition to Zumba and walking daily.
P90X is a tough, tough workout, which is why I’m not starting with that. I’ve done it before and I know it works, but since I haven’t worked out in a looong time, I figure it’s best to start with walking and Zumba before jumping into P90X. I may not even start P90X in March. I may wait until April. We’ll see.
And that’s about covers the news.
Now that there is internet in the new house, I hope I can get more regular with my blog updates.
To say that I’ve had to make changes to my life and daily routine would be an understatement.
With Cupcake’s arrival, everything changed.
My sleep pattern is shot to hell (though last night, Bagpiper was amazing enough to take over and let me sleep all night long), the majority of my shirts have spit up on the shoulders because I haven’t had time to do laundry (or any housework) and the only meals I’m making are the quick-easy and often frozen kind (thank goodness for Bertolli meals!).
But all of that was expected.
Now that we are past the one month mark (time flies!) the new daily routine is starting to become a bit clearer and more steady.
On Monday, I Skype-chatted with my writing buddies back home (and a new one from Australia — Hi Jodie!) and we discussed our writing goals for 2012. Now, I put together some fairly lofty goals, but I’d rather aim too high than too low. And though I meant to start writing on Monday, it didn’t happen.
First, it was my birthday so I went out with some of the wives out here and celebrated. Second, by the time I got home Cupcake was waking and I had to take care of her. Third, I haven’t written since NaNoWriMo and I’m finding it hard to get back into the writing habit.
Now it’s Friday, and I haven’t written all week.
I’m beginning to realize that my normal writing habit has got to change to adapt to my new life style. I can’t just open a work in progress and spend hours writing this scene or that scene. For one, I don’t have hours to write. I have fifteen minutes here, half an hour there…
Which means, I’ve got to start being more organized when it comes to my writing. I’ve got to make a plan of action for the day/week. As in, “Today, the goal is to write THIS scene. If I finish then I will do THAT scene or plot for tomorrow’s scene.”
People, I have never been a plotter and my writing could never be described as organized.
This is a hard change, but I’m determined to do it cause I miss writing! So since I didn’t write this week, I’m using the afternoon to make daily writing goals for next week. Thank goodness for OneNote…best program ever.
Wow, time sure does fly.
Today, January 11, 2012, the Cupcake is one month old! Seems like we just got home from the hospital a few days ago, but it’s already been a month since she entered this world and changed my life forever.
My last update was in October.
However, in my defense, a lot of stuff happened that prevented me from blogging. Actually, stuff happened that made me forget I even had a blog to update.
It was birthday ball season for the USMC, which meant the Bagpiper was super busy playing gigs. This was month eight of the pregnancy and I found myself sleepy a lot.
Also? NaNoWriMo — I won, but just barely. JUST BARELY.
Cooked my first ever Thanksgiving meal on my own. Since it was just me and the Bagpiper, I cooked a turkey breast rather than an entire turkey. Besides, an entire turkey would not have fit in my countertop oven. 😛
The big month.
Bagpiper had some Christmas concerts early on, two of which he almost missed due to my almost being induced.
I was induced a week early, and on December 11, 2010 at 10:12pm, the Cupcake was born at a whopping 5lbs 2oz. Twenty-seven hours of labor (for which I slept through most of it thanks to the magic of an awesome epidural) and less than eight minutes of pushing.
I’m a mommy, y’all!!
Even though I was full term (38 weeks) when I had her, she was so tiny! I had to have my mom send me some preemie clothes for her, because none of the clothes I had ready for her (and there are a lot) fit! And finding preemie stuff out here was pretty impossible. Not even the newborn hats fit her, so I had to do some quick knitting and make her some teeny tiny hats.
Now, however, she’s pushing close to 7lbs, so the preemie stuff is almost outgrown and we’re almost fitting into newborn stuff! LOL
Granted, most of you (if not all) who read this blog already know that Cupcake made her arrival (I’ve only been tweeting a photo everyday…lol). But on the off chance you haven’t seen the pictures on Twitter, Instagram or Facebook…
OK, so I’ll stop there, because I could fill this post with HUNDREDS of pictures of Cupcake.
So after her birth, I was stuck in the hospital for a full week due to my elevated blood pressure. Not high, but higher than normal so to err on the safe side, I was kept in the hospital with nurses checking my BP every 2-4 hours. It sucked.
The bright side was that Bagpiper had two weeks off for paternal leave, so he was home with me and Cupcake. Even better? Paternal leave ended the day after Christmas, but the band was still on leave, so he had another two weeks off of work with a few half days thrown in — so basically, he had almost a month off. It was glorious.
We were able to trade off on sleepless nights and night feedings, which worked out great. Now Cupcake is eating pretty regularly every three hours.
And that brings us to the new year!
Today is my birthday (Jan 9) and Bagpiper gave me the best present yesterday. He gave me an afternoon and evening of sleep and he took care of dinner. He wanted to take me out to dinner, and that was the original plan, but I fell asleep on the couch and he let me snooze.
When I woke up he asked if I still wanted to go out or if I wanted him to pick something up. So no glamorous birthday meal, just a chicken nugget meal from McDonald’s, but it was still an awesome gift, I think!
Yesterday I also wrote out all my writing goals for 2012. A lot of them focus on editing and revising some finished stories I have. I tried some editing/revising last year and I failed miserably. Not just because of being pregnant and moving to Japan, either. I just kept pushing it aside in favor of plot bunnies. Pregnancy and moving were just bonus excuses.
This year, however, I want to finish and be done with my finished stuff. Ideally, I finish (as in write, edit and revise) at least three manuscripts. Maybe even think of submitting one or two somewhere, but I may save that for 2013.
Other goals include finishing two or three unfinished stories, planning for NaNo 2012 (no it’s not too early) and learning to juggle mommyhood with writing. I’m also aiming for writing 5K a week.
For me these goals are kind of lofty, but I’d rather aim too high than too low.
And that’s about it…
…ooh! I just found out my best friend from high school is being stationed to Japan later this year! Huzzah!
OK. Now for real that’s all. 😉
I promise to try to update regularly from now on and not just with pictures of the Cupcake.