(my favorite picture ... ever! this even beats the 6 mo old naked baby pics!)
blog? what blog? i have a blog?! oh yeah!!
i'm so embarrassed by how long it took us to load our camera software on our computer!!
we've had a busy fall/winter so far - ever since Halloween i've been too busy to get anything done (or maybe my ability to procrastinate is stronger than ever!)...
we're finally done celebrating christmas with the kids. after joining our families on the 23rd, 25th, 26th, and 28th, we have finally settled in today to go through the millions of boxes and bags that we brought home ... time to open toys, build kitchens and walkers, etc. it makes me wonder if i had this many gifts when i was 11mo and 5 years old?! (i'm sure i did)
the only picture i've uploaded so far is Jacks with his first xmas present ever! we got a brief preview of what it means to have noisy toys (who puts chicken sounds on a toy?! damn it's annoying)
there is definately more to come, especially when weston finishes assembling the new kitchen for his mini-me chef, Lauren :)
keep visiting! one of my resolutions for the new year will be to get back on google and start blogging again!
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"I must be strong"
Asserters are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective.
How to Get Along with Me
- Stand up for yourself... and me.
- Be confident, strong, and direct.
- Don't gossip about me or betray my trust.
- Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender,vulnerable side.
- Give me space to be alone.
- Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me.
- I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it'sa personal attack.
- When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's justthe way I am.
What I Like About Being a EIGHT
- being independent and self-reliant
- being able to take charge and meet challenges head on
- being courageous, straightforward, and honest
- getting all the enjoyment I can out of life
- supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me
- upholding just causes
What's Hard About Being a EIGHT
- overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to
- being restless and impatient with others' incompetence
- sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it
- never forgetting injuries or injustices
- putting too much pressure on myself
- getting high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or whenthings don't go right
EIGHTs as Children Often
- are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit
- are sometimes loners
- seize control so they won't be controlled
- fugure out others' weaknesses
- attack verbally or physically when provoked
- take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings
EIGHTs as Parents
- are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted
- are sometimes overprotective
- can be demanding, controlling, and rigid
for one reason, unless you're a stay-at-home mom, you won't be with them enough to be there for everything. in my case, i work during the day, which means i miss out on the 'firsts' that happen during the day (sadly, they usually happen before 3pm).
for another reason, there just aren't enough 'firsts' in the world of infants. here are the firsts listed in jack's 1st year book. some of them i believe to be important and others - not so much (i kindly left my opinion of these). the big ones will never be forgotten anyway (mainly because you'll have 116 pictures from the moment in time trying to capture it on film. the first smile, for instance, lasts about as long as it takes to focus your camera!) and the not-so-important ones are listed there, i think, to fill space on the page. here they are:
- first bath (dumb because they bathe baby at the hospital!)
- first outing (also dumb, in my opinion, because nobody stays cooped up at home anymore for weeks at a time - they go out and show off their new baby!)
- first baby-sitter and overnight visit
- first smile
- first laugh (you'll 'think' you hear a laugh and write it down, then later realize it was really just a lot of noise right after a smile)
- first illness (i'm sure if it were bad enough you wouldn't need to put it in the book!)
- first time rolling over
- first time i slept through the night (it comes and then goes; you should track 'first 7 consecutive days i got to sleep in'!)
- first haircut
- first words
- first "mama" and "dada"
- first tooth (not surprising, considering you feel it almost coming in for a week or two)
- first boo-boo
- first real foods (i forgot to write this down right away
- first time you cried for being a terrible mother. examples: the two hours after the circumcision - bonking their head on the wall - they stood up in the bathtub and fell
- first time you tried to multitask while feeding him and failed miserably (i spilled a big jug of red Powerade on him)
- first time you realized diapers + boy baby = changing clothes after every wet diaper
- first time you wished you could produce your own pacifier because you just lost the last of your 6 nuks and he won't stop crying!
- first time you realized you really did spend way too much money on clothes
- first time you realized that you also spent too much money on crib bedding
- first time they rode home in poopy pants because you forgot to pack an extra outfit (back to the terrible mother thing...)
anyway, back to my point... ]
up until now, i had only witnessed one 'first' that would really be remembered(not that i won't remember a lot of them, but this is the kind that you call the other parent about because it is so exciting): first smile . weston had gotten all the others, including first roll from tummy to back AND from back to tummy a few weeks later, first time pulling himself up to stand, etc.
my big moment as a witness came again last night: 'first wave'. we've been working on this one for quite awhile. and when i say "working on it", i mean we've been waving each time we leave and the other parent will help jacks wave back. it happened as i was checking on my blondies (ps: YUM).
i was helping jackson eat some puffs and when i walked to the oven, he put up his arm and started wiggling his hand! by the time i could get my phone to take a picture, he had started playing with his hair.
i was pretty upset that i missed it with the camera but then he put up his other arm and tried again! i was able to catch this one on film, but since it only lasted a couple of seconds, i could only snap one rushed, blurry picture...
even as a blurry picture it's pretty cute, don't you think? (i'm such a mom it makes me sick!!)
i guess we all know my decision... fire it up! follow me now through my reasons as to why i would even need a blog...
my thoughts on starting my own blog were this: i am enjoying life 100 times more than i ever have in the past, yet i feel as though my social life was fitted for a toe tag some time ago. i have always been a firm believer of the idea that our ability to enjoy life comes not only from within ourselves, but mostly from the people we choose to surround ourselves with. each person we interact with allows us to become more capable of enjoying life (this has to be true for everyone, to some extent). i have always thought that i rely on the company of others more than the rest of the world. to paint a picture, imagine that each person in my life is linked directly to activity my dopamine receptors; the more i enjoy interacting with them and vice versa, the more dopamine they emit (i hope you paid attention in your psychology class). so if interaction is my food source, how am i still living?
the answer is simple (and the next time you become a mom you will understand): i've been hanging out at home with my new family, watching a little man grow up. and if i hadn't suddenly realized how much time has passed since i last looked at the calendar, i'd probably still be sitting at home doing the same thing i have been doing (in case you haven't met the little man, i'll let you know that he certainly is fun to be around). don't get me wrong, i love my life. i just happened to start thinking lately about all the things going on outside of estate drive that i'm missing out on. and all the people who might be missing out on me (taking a leap here). hence the need for a blog.
so here it is (and here i am). my plan is this: i have no plan! i only have a goal, which is to find a way to share my happy family life with others, even if i do not have the luxury of time to get out and meet up with friends and family each day. yes i know- this is not the treatment for reviving a social life. you'll be happy to know i plan on making an effort to meet up with friends once a week as well. but wouldn't it be wonderful to help those who have been missing out on miche by giving them an opportunity to see what i'm doing while i'm absent from the party? again, i'm taking a leap by assuming that there is at least one person out there who is curious about what's going on and all the while missing me. (and if not, this is always a good way to keep track of the next 20 years of my life so i myself do not forget) :)