Today I bought Worcestershire sauce.

Why do I consider this news? Well, I guess because this is the first time in my life that I bought it. It was on sale for .88 at Albertsons and I thought I might as well have it in my cabinet should I need it. I hear that you can use it to make some really tasty hamburgers... Now I just have to get the correct pronunciation down. Worcestershire Sauce. Hmm... I better take it slow.

In other news...

Cayley is finally feeling better. Her bum however is hurting from the looks of it. I think the effects of the prune juice earlier this week have finally worn off, so now her bum needs to recover and she'll be good as new. Oh, yeah, I guess we'll have to wait for her new bruise to go away too. Today we decided to go to the Mexican store to get our veggies for the week, and when I was leaning over to lock my car up, Miss Cayley leaned forward as well and hit her face (right below her eye) on the corner edge of the door. Missed her eye by hair. I felt so bad. It turned into a black dot rather quickly, but now has reddened and bruised a bit. Thankfully, it did not seem to affect her too much. She fussed for a moment and then snacked on some Cheetos while I did the shopping.

I have all of next weeks dinners planned out. I am very excited to try some new things. If they turn out decent, I will post the recipes.

NBS will be here soon!! I can't believe I have only about 8 weeks left. I have been nesting like crazy, which I did not experience with Cayley, and this pregnancy is starting to do a number to my pelvis. It takes me a few tries to get in and out of bed, lol. Sometimes when I lay down I can not move my legs because moving hurts my pelvis so bad. I keep telling myself "x" amount of weeks to go... I should not complain too much because my little boy is healthy as far as we can tell and that is most important. I can't believe we are having another baby!!! AHHHH!

22 more working days until I become a Stay at Home Mother!!! I am super excited! I am so ready to stop going to the office now, but I will stay until the very end.

Man Childs birthday is coming up and I have no idea what to do to celebrate it. We have never celebrated our birthdays really, so I kind of want to throw him a party, but I suck at planning and everything else that hosting a party entails. I would hate to throw him a lame ass party. He really deserves something great. I'll keep thinking.

I am off to get some sleep. I am driving Man Child to work tomorrow since he is going to be passing 24 hours without sleep due to his work schedule. (he is crazy!) I don't want him driving at this point, so Cayley and I will take him to work and we will hang out at the mall that is down around there until he finishes. He is only expecting to be there for a few hours, so it won't be too bad.

Bye!

Prune juice will not be used in my house EVER. (took place 5/25)

Ever again that is... (this post gets a bit graphic... so be warned)

So Cayley has been running a fever since yesterday which I have been controlling with Motrin, Tylenol, and lukewarm baths. Well this afternoon when I picked her up from the babysitter, I noticed that her stomach was feeling hard. I remembered that this same thing happened the last time she had a high fever for a few days and that she recovered quickly after she poo'd quite a bit... Well me being a super mom genius decided that she must be constipated since I know she hasn't poo'd normally in a couple of days.

*light bulb flashes above my head*

-Hey, prune juice will help her poo! She'll be better in no time!-

So off to the store I go and I get the smallest bottle of prune juice (not very small by the way...) and spend 3.99 on it. When I get home I pour two ounces of juice, three ounces of water and offer it to Cayley. She samples it and doesn't seem to mind the taste too much. I breath a sigh of relief as her and I cuddle on the couch while Jorge and I discuss the possibility of tripping it outside to the store before we get hit by another rain storm. Cayley is more playful now so we figure we should go do what we need to do. I joke with Jorge that we better not forget to bring a diaper, and he retorts that we better bring a few.

All goes well at the store, Cayley falls asleep, my receipt shows that I saved 79.22 (spent 120.00), we are homeward bound. When we got home Cayley was still sleeping so I told Jorge to bring in her whole car seat. He puts the car seat on the table and I start putting our groceries away. He was gone for a while (stuck at OldLadyNeighbor's window when I checked...), so I finished in the kitchen, put some food in the microwave for him and made a bottle of formula for Cayley. As I am walking by the table, I noticed a brown liquid on the place mat under the car seat.
My initial thought was "what is that?", then, "fucking dog threw up again!" and then I was like, "wait a minute... How the fuck did the dog get up on the table??? No, Pepsi doesn't have chunks..."
Oh my lord, please tell me that stuff is NOT from Cayley.
Well... Shit sure enough Cayley is sitting in poo. And not just any poo. Prune juice poo.
I sigh to myself because I already know that I am going to get stuck cleaning this shit... I call to Jorge that he needs to come in the house. Not being very patient two minutes later I call to him that he NEEDS to come in the house. He somehow escapes the clutches of OldLadyNeighbor when he comes in and I inform him that the juice worked. He sees that I am not amused at all...He walks over, looks, and turns around looking horrified. (mind you he has not eaten dinner yet. LOL)I told him he better just take Cayley and her seat and put them in the bathtub.Cayley is awake at this point and is NOT AMUSED. (picture below has poo in it.)











Anyway, I unbuckle her (take a pic), and as I am stripping her down my poo aversion flares up. Fiercely and very quickly. Great, now not only do I get to clean poo, but my reverse dinner of eggs as well... Yay! I manage to hose Cayley down and I need a break from the smell so I decide to take her out of the bathtub. In the process of getting in a position that I can pick up Cayley without toppling over, I step in my upchuck. Then I notice the poo all over the side of the tun and realize that it is all over my arm and elbow as well. I finally made it out of the bathroom with Cayley, both of us clean, but by no means is my bathroom! It is clean now, I went back in and rinsed the car seat, took over the cover and threw it in the washer with her clothes... Jorge ate dinner and then chilled on the couch while I was doing my best to not lose any more of my dinner... I won't be using prune juice EVER again. I think I will bring the bottle, minus two ounces, over to OldLadyNeighbor.

Happy 9 months my sweet baby Cayley!

Cayley has hit the 9 month mark! I can't believe that she is almost a year. I was looking through her pictures and I am stunned at the growth of my little monster.

Simply amazing.

I love you Miss Cayley.

Week 16- Happy Mothers Day 2009!

"Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers here in the ER".
It’s 1am Sunday morning and we were sitting in the ER at ___ General Hospital when someone was thoughtful enough to send that message over the loud speaker. I smile and Man Child leans over to kiss me on the cheek. I look at Cayley and see so much of myself in her. Here she is with a 103 degree fever but still babbling and pulling herself into standing position in the ER crib. Man Child comments on how strong she is even while she is sick and we look at each other and have a mutual understanding that she sure does not get this "strength" from him… The one who lies in bed moaning when he has a hangnail… No, she most certainly inherited this from her Momma. Not only did she get her strength from me, but also her attitude. The ER doctor came over to examine her and Cayley was very cooperative until the Dr. went to check her left ear. She struggled and I had to help hold her still. And getting the tongue depressor into her mouth to check her throat… I can only imagine that Cayely experienced a temporary case of Lock Jaw. It took a few moments and a lollipop to get Cayleys mouth open. Then, when the Dr. was listening to her lungs, I noticed Cayley was holding her breath!! Every time the stethoscope was out of her view she would stop breathing. I secretly applauded her resistance, but then quickly remembered that THIS is what I am going to be dealing with during her Terrible Two’s and her Adolescent years… We get the diagnosis of "Ear Infection" and were told she would be getting an antibiotic shot before she is discharged. As the Dr. walked away she said good bye to Cayley. Well, this baby was not amused by the poking and prodding. She sat there, face scrunched, eyes following the Dr. as she walked away and then let out a celebratory shriek when she was out of site. I am truly amazed by the personality that she exhibits. We waited around for a while for the shot and then to make sure that she did not have an adverse reaction to it.
Finally at 3 am we left to go home. My feet had swollen to the point that I felt they were going to pop if I moved them the wrong way. I was thirsty, tired and for some reason craving a Whopper. Cayley cried all the way home because she did not want to be in her car seat. I should have had Man Child swap cars with me… We get home, get Cayley a bottle and Man Child is giving me the "lets get frisky" signal. You have to be friggen kidding me. I am no way in the mood, not close, not even interested in trying... Leave me the #^%^ alone and let me get some sleep so that I can deal with the baby in the morning. Which by the way, is less than 4 hours away. Well, as I anticipated, Cayley was up at 7 am. She and I had some breakfast and then went back to bed. We slept on and off until 2 pm. I am oh so thankful that she pretty much cooperated. I remember thinking though, that maybe I should buy a baby harness just to make sure she couldn’t fall off the bed when I opened my eyes and saw her playing ON my nightstand. I could hardly function at 2 when I finally got up. I HAD to though… I had to bring her prescriptions to the pharmacy. I had to get the chicken marinated, feed Cayley lunch… The rest of the day was uneventful… Made dinner, when Cayley fell asleep I got laundry done, cleaned up the living room and the dresser… Saw Man Child off to work… Finally fell asleep around 2 am while looking at my Mothers Day Cards strategically placed on my nightstand so that Man Child knows that his efforts were appreciated.
This morning I had my first Medicine Battle with Cayley. She takes Motrin, Tylenol, her cough medicine, really all of it very easily… But for some reason she was NOT eating this stuff! I am hoping that I got at least half the dose into her, but judging the medicine on her shirt, high chair tray and my arms, I am kind of doubting it… We’ll be trying it again at 7pm tonight…
Less than three hours until I get to see my little NBS! Man Child is supposed to accompany me to this appointment. IF he actually makes it, it will be the first ultrasound he has ever been present for. We sure have made some progress from when I was pregnant with Cayley!!! Speaking of Man Child and progress… He looked at me the other night and told me that he feels like he doesn’t do enough to help me with Cayley. And that he feels bad about it. While I tend to agree with him, I also think of how hard it must be for him to work 18 hour days Friday, Saturday, and Sundays. I see how exhausted he is on Mondays… I know how hard he works… Even though it would be great for him to be the one to give her a bath once in a while, or feed her breakfast in the morning, I enjoy just seeing him play with her at night, seeing her sleep in his arms. I am so happy that she has a daddy that loves her so much. He has so many dreams for her, NBS, and us as a family. I am thankful to have him as a husband and the father of my children. With a bit more training, I think he could be pretty perfect. (lmao!)
Anyway… I am still craving that Whopper…

Week 15 --> counting down the days until our next vacation. : )

So we are back from vacation. We had a fantastic time!
Here are some pictures of Potato Head Cayley, and some from our trip.