Ironies of ironies...I will have 2 little boys and each will have a National Title in his year of birth to celebrate. Champ was 2007 with a BCS championship and #2 will have a CWS.
But to answer the questions, no I don't intend to keep having children to keep the Championship series ongoing. I think LSU will do just fine without me.
However, I am very pround of the Tigers. They won big and showed nothing but class along the way. There is no better way than that. Geaux Tigers! (Titers according to Champ)
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
28 weeks and counting
I had my doctor's visit as planned this week. The little guy is growing and kicking happily. He has a strong heart beat and everything looks good.
The doctor says full term is 37 weeks, but 32 is good and 34 is great. He can come anytime then. Everyone keep all of us in your prayers for the next 4-6 weeks as we finish out the pregnancy.
The countdown is on...
The doctor says full term is 37 weeks, but 32 is good and 34 is great. He can come anytime then. Everyone keep all of us in your prayers for the next 4-6 weeks as we finish out the pregnancy.
The countdown is on...
Monday, June 22, 2009
it's funny how things work out
Well, the weekend didn't start well. Friday morning while getting Champ breakfast I heard a grinding-like noise outside the kitchen window. The AC sounded a little ill. Well that evening hot air was all that was coming through the vents. Fortunately the AC cooled us long enough for the sun to set. With fans whirling we made it through the night not too badly.
Saturday morning we were headed to Jeff's parents for a quick Sat-Sun visit. After Jeff got word the AC couldn't be repaired until Monday, we extended our visit by a night. With me in the 3rd trimester and Champ just shy of 2, we were not coming home in 100 F weather to no AC. The repairman is supposed to be at our house now, and hopefully things will be cool when we return home this evening.
So a broken AC in a June Houston heat wave, just lead to a slightly extended vacation lounging by the pool. That's not so bad all considered.
Saturday morning we were headed to Jeff's parents for a quick Sat-Sun visit. After Jeff got word the AC couldn't be repaired until Monday, we extended our visit by a night. With me in the 3rd trimester and Champ just shy of 2, we were not coming home in 100 F weather to no AC. The repairman is supposed to be at our house now, and hopefully things will be cool when we return home this evening.
So a broken AC in a June Houston heat wave, just lead to a slightly extended vacation lounging by the pool. That's not so bad all considered.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
catch-up
I must start for apologizing for my absence in blogging. The last month has been quiet and busy all at the same time.
Champ finished swimming lessons for the year. He did exceptionally well as he shows no fear of water (good and bad). He will put his face underwater, jump and blow bubbles, but kicking and paddling are a little beyond him still. We will continue to work on that this summer. The good and bad of the lack of fear is he loves the pool, but will just jump in or dive in unafraid. That means mom or dad must be always nearby to scoop him up. The swimming lessons will continue through the years until I have full confidence in his swimming abilities.
Champ's school has also "transitioned" which means that the children all move to appropriate aged classrooms. Champ will not move until he turns 2 (end of summer) so some classmates moved up and new ones joined. The new students have been former classmates so he was very excited to re-connect. The first day his note home said "Champ and Amelie had a great time kissing each other all afternoon." That's right my not-quite-2-year-old has a girl friend. Each morning he gets in the car saying "Ami". It's funny how the two of them have been apart for 4 months, but the attraction has not faded. Ami's mom has even told me the two hug each other each morning. For all those who know this is actually Champ's second girlfriend. The first one at 8 months old, but she moved to Colorado last summer. We are in for serious trouble over the next 16 years!
We have also traveled and hosted visitors. We took a long weekend to Austin and had a great time with friends. Jeff went cycling on a route he wasn't quite prepared for and the hills of Austin proved to not let him down. When the cyclists wandered in soaking wet and a little sun burned, we knew it had not gone well. After some rest and fluids, he and Taylor looked quite a bit better. The rest of the weekend was nice and relaxing, just as we had hoped for.
Fortunately both of our parents have been able to visit within the last month. Jeff's parents stopped in with a business trip and enjoyed a day with Champ. He had a little flare-up with his asthma that didn't allow anyone to sleep, but he recovered. I have learned that toddlers do not make for good hosts. Living in a small house is wonderful except at 2:00 am when someone is screaming. The problem with small children is that their only communication is crying and illness is frequent and unpredictable. On to my parents visit...My parents, smartly, took this trip to stay with my brother and his wife. No small children, nice restful sleep. However 3 blocks away, teething kept Champ up every 2 hours, by 5:30 am he was ready to go. Fortunately nothing more serious, but Jeff and I did need sleep the next day.
Also a huge thanks to my parents, as the weekend of their visit Jeff and I got called into work. They were gracious baby sitters and even allowed Jeff and I a night out for our Anniversary. Yep, it's been 8 wonderful years, so Jeff only has 42 left in his promise.
And finally a new little guy update...both he and I are doing well. My belly is growing and Champ enjoys the opportunity to kiss his "baby brother" (my belly). We still have not finalized on a name and don't have the first thing ready in the house. The final trimester has begun, so the countdown to his arrival is clicking along.
All my love to all and thanks for keeping up with all of our ramblings.
Champ finished swimming lessons for the year. He did exceptionally well as he shows no fear of water (good and bad). He will put his face underwater, jump and blow bubbles, but kicking and paddling are a little beyond him still. We will continue to work on that this summer. The good and bad of the lack of fear is he loves the pool, but will just jump in or dive in unafraid. That means mom or dad must be always nearby to scoop him up. The swimming lessons will continue through the years until I have full confidence in his swimming abilities.
Champ's school has also "transitioned" which means that the children all move to appropriate aged classrooms. Champ will not move until he turns 2 (end of summer) so some classmates moved up and new ones joined. The new students have been former classmates so he was very excited to re-connect. The first day his note home said "Champ and Amelie had a great time kissing each other all afternoon." That's right my not-quite-2-year-old has a girl friend. Each morning he gets in the car saying "Ami". It's funny how the two of them have been apart for 4 months, but the attraction has not faded. Ami's mom has even told me the two hug each other each morning. For all those who know this is actually Champ's second girlfriend. The first one at 8 months old, but she moved to Colorado last summer. We are in for serious trouble over the next 16 years!
We have also traveled and hosted visitors. We took a long weekend to Austin and had a great time with friends. Jeff went cycling on a route he wasn't quite prepared for and the hills of Austin proved to not let him down. When the cyclists wandered in soaking wet and a little sun burned, we knew it had not gone well. After some rest and fluids, he and Taylor looked quite a bit better. The rest of the weekend was nice and relaxing, just as we had hoped for.
Fortunately both of our parents have been able to visit within the last month. Jeff's parents stopped in with a business trip and enjoyed a day with Champ. He had a little flare-up with his asthma that didn't allow anyone to sleep, but he recovered. I have learned that toddlers do not make for good hosts. Living in a small house is wonderful except at 2:00 am when someone is screaming. The problem with small children is that their only communication is crying and illness is frequent and unpredictable. On to my parents visit...My parents, smartly, took this trip to stay with my brother and his wife. No small children, nice restful sleep. However 3 blocks away, teething kept Champ up every 2 hours, by 5:30 am he was ready to go. Fortunately nothing more serious, but Jeff and I did need sleep the next day.
Also a huge thanks to my parents, as the weekend of their visit Jeff and I got called into work. They were gracious baby sitters and even allowed Jeff and I a night out for our Anniversary. Yep, it's been 8 wonderful years, so Jeff only has 42 left in his promise.
And finally a new little guy update...both he and I are doing well. My belly is growing and Champ enjoys the opportunity to kiss his "baby brother" (my belly). We still have not finalized on a name and don't have the first thing ready in the house. The final trimester has begun, so the countdown to his arrival is clicking along.
All my love to all and thanks for keeping up with all of our ramblings.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
a mother's day to remember
This post is a little out of order, but I need to write this story so that I remember this day for everything it was.
My weekend story actually started Friday morning. When I woke up I my stomach felt tight. It felt as if my lower abdominal muscles were very tight. Jeff and I got dressed for a run and I warned him something felt off. Well we walked and about a block into it, then we turned around and headed home. I just couldn't go any further. I talked with the dr's office and they said it sounded like nothing to worry about. By that evening, my whole stomach hurt, I could barely walk and the pain was just getting worse. I called the doctor that night and our discussion we ruled out anything dangerous. She just told me to take lots of Advil, try to sleep and call her in the morning. The Advil eased things, I slept and felt better in the morning.
She had me continue on the Advil for the weekend and let her know if anything changed. On Saturday, I felt better but still tight. Tried not to move too much and such. That evening we joined the family for a swim and pizza. We had a wonderful time, but when I got out of the pool, I couldn't stop shivering. With my core muscles in spasm, the shivering was not fun. The men, Jeff and Champ, took me home and I huddled under blankets on the couch. I checked my temperature it was 100 F and rising, not good. I called the doctor and at 10 pm she told me pack a bag a head to the hospital for tests and I.V. We would spend the night.
I called in a favor for Champ and Jeff and I headed to the hospital. I was running a fever so they started checking the baby and running the orders from my doctor. The nurse told us sometimes the lab is slow and sometimes fast, no promises. Well it was a slow night and labs didn't return until 2ish am. All the analysis looked normal, baby fine, we were free to go home, it was most likely viral. Our reaction was one of relief (no surgery) but also one of exhaustion, can we just sleep the night? I got dressed and we headed home. One nice thing is we live less than a mile from the hospital, so the trip doesn't take long. We got about 3 hours of sleep before Champ woke up, not knowing anything of our night. (Oh, to be a toddler)
I am not sure what happened at the hospital, but Sunday I felt great. I again moved slow and made sure all was fine but I felt better than I had in days. Well as we all enjoyed our lazy morning, my son carried in a large Kate Spade bag saying "heaby, heaby." He brought over the bag and Jeff apologized for the lack of wrapping and the blank card. Given the circumstances, he had way surpassed expectations. Anyway, I got a purse and Champ got a great box full of tissue paper everyone was happy. So, for all the fathers out there, an adorable blue-eyed blond carrying in a designer bag is never a bad mother's day presentation. The day started on a low note, but turned out better than I expected. This is definitely a Mother's day I won't soon forget, but never wish to repeat.
So in summary I am feeling well and the baby is quite healthy. We are over half way to meeting the new little guy and I can't wait for his arrival.
My weekend story actually started Friday morning. When I woke up I my stomach felt tight. It felt as if my lower abdominal muscles were very tight. Jeff and I got dressed for a run and I warned him something felt off. Well we walked and about a block into it, then we turned around and headed home. I just couldn't go any further. I talked with the dr's office and they said it sounded like nothing to worry about. By that evening, my whole stomach hurt, I could barely walk and the pain was just getting worse. I called the doctor that night and our discussion we ruled out anything dangerous. She just told me to take lots of Advil, try to sleep and call her in the morning. The Advil eased things, I slept and felt better in the morning.
She had me continue on the Advil for the weekend and let her know if anything changed. On Saturday, I felt better but still tight. Tried not to move too much and such. That evening we joined the family for a swim and pizza. We had a wonderful time, but when I got out of the pool, I couldn't stop shivering. With my core muscles in spasm, the shivering was not fun. The men, Jeff and Champ, took me home and I huddled under blankets on the couch. I checked my temperature it was 100 F and rising, not good. I called the doctor and at 10 pm she told me pack a bag a head to the hospital for tests and I.V. We would spend the night.
I called in a favor for Champ and Jeff and I headed to the hospital. I was running a fever so they started checking the baby and running the orders from my doctor. The nurse told us sometimes the lab is slow and sometimes fast, no promises. Well it was a slow night and labs didn't return until 2ish am. All the analysis looked normal, baby fine, we were free to go home, it was most likely viral. Our reaction was one of relief (no surgery) but also one of exhaustion, can we just sleep the night? I got dressed and we headed home. One nice thing is we live less than a mile from the hospital, so the trip doesn't take long. We got about 3 hours of sleep before Champ woke up, not knowing anything of our night. (Oh, to be a toddler)
I am not sure what happened at the hospital, but Sunday I felt great. I again moved slow and made sure all was fine but I felt better than I had in days. Well as we all enjoyed our lazy morning, my son carried in a large Kate Spade bag saying "heaby, heaby." He brought over the bag and Jeff apologized for the lack of wrapping and the blank card. Given the circumstances, he had way surpassed expectations. Anyway, I got a purse and Champ got a great box full of tissue paper everyone was happy. So, for all the fathers out there, an adorable blue-eyed blond carrying in a designer bag is never a bad mother's day presentation. The day started on a low note, but turned out better than I expected. This is definitely a Mother's day I won't soon forget, but never wish to repeat.
So in summary I am feeling well and the baby is quite healthy. We are over half way to meeting the new little guy and I can't wait for his arrival.
Monday, May 11, 2009
what a difference a week makes...
As I chronicled Champ's first questionable swimming lesson, today was #2. Last week he had a little bug that kept us home most of the week, missing a swimming lesson. However Saturday we did get in a swim at his aunt and uncle's. He had a great time at the pool and ate almost 2 pieces of pizza when he finished.
Jeff and I were fully prepared for hesitation at the lesson and Jeff put on his swimsuit to assist with reassurance if necessary. Upon arriving at the pool, I was holing onto Champ by his swimsuit to keep him from jumping in. The instructor came up and he jumped into her arms. Jeff wasn't even changed and Champ was kicking away with the teacher. Needless to say, Jeff didn't get wet this week.
Our little guy is not ready for any swim meets quite yet, but no tears was a huge improvement. (He's not 2 and the 3-1/2 year old that takes lessons with him refused to get in the pool.) I love my little guy and he continues to charm everyone he meets. I promise pictures, but again forgot the camera. More to come.
Jeff and I were fully prepared for hesitation at the lesson and Jeff put on his swimsuit to assist with reassurance if necessary. Upon arriving at the pool, I was holing onto Champ by his swimsuit to keep him from jumping in. The instructor came up and he jumped into her arms. Jeff wasn't even changed and Champ was kicking away with the teacher. Needless to say, Jeff didn't get wet this week.
Our little guy is not ready for any swim meets quite yet, but no tears was a huge improvement. (He's not 2 and the 3-1/2 year old that takes lessons with him refused to get in the pool.) I love my little guy and he continues to charm everyone he meets. I promise pictures, but again forgot the camera. More to come.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
first swimming lesson
Champ's first swimming lesson was Monday and I was not quite sure what to expect. Last summer he loved the pool and he enjoys the bathtub. However this was his first lesson at a new place with an unfamiliar instructor.
So it went...upon arrival he was in awe of his new surroundings and just taking everything in. His instructor was sweet but being pulled into the cold pool with us on the sidelines was a little much. He quickly voiced his displeasure and offered some pitiful "mommy"s and "daddy"s. He was then very happy to just sit on the side and watch. Well I wasn't to pleased with that outcome, so Jeff happily pulled on some shorts and got Champ in the pool.His hesitation went away as he warmed in the pool. Within minutes he was in the instructors arms and kicking and such.
Well the lessons will continue through the month so I will keep all updated. Champ's next hurdle will be to blow bubbles instead of drink water. Sorry for the lack of pictures, but I didn't bring the camera the first lesson. I will try and remember in the future so that I can chronicle the progress.
We also started helping him brush his teeth. He seems to enjoy the additional nightly ritual, but again the spit not swallow is something we have to work on.
On to the other little man...I had my 20 week ultrasound on Saturday. The little guy is on track for a mid-september due date and is "normal". During pregnancy "normal" is the perfect place to be.
So it went...upon arrival he was in awe of his new surroundings and just taking everything in. His instructor was sweet but being pulled into the cold pool with us on the sidelines was a little much. He quickly voiced his displeasure and offered some pitiful "mommy"s and "daddy"s. He was then very happy to just sit on the side and watch. Well I wasn't to pleased with that outcome, so Jeff happily pulled on some shorts and got Champ in the pool.His hesitation went away as he warmed in the pool. Within minutes he was in the instructors arms and kicking and such.
Well the lessons will continue through the month so I will keep all updated. Champ's next hurdle will be to blow bubbles instead of drink water. Sorry for the lack of pictures, but I didn't bring the camera the first lesson. I will try and remember in the future so that I can chronicle the progress.
We also started helping him brush his teeth. He seems to enjoy the additional nightly ritual, but again the spit not swallow is something we have to work on.
On to the other little man...I had my 20 week ultrasound on Saturday. The little guy is on track for a mid-september due date and is "normal". During pregnancy "normal" is the perfect place to be.
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