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I love the smell of clean baby...

So I think I can safely say that my baby is sick. He is congested, and just not feeling 100%. All day today he has seemed about 5 minutes away from a nap, even if he just woke up from one. And his fuse is really quick- take one second too long on getting his bottle ready and we are in for a baby meltdown of massive proportions. But a nice warm bubble bath, some fuzzy pj's, and a warm bottle and he has retired for the evening. I rocked him a little longer than normal tonight, stroking his soft little cheek and stroking his hair. Is there anything better than a freshly washed baby? I don't think so.

This entire day has been trying to say the least- I am tired and fighting off another sinus infection too- and we can't both whine all day long to each other. So I have to suck it up and be the mommy...it's in the job description after all. I don't remember actually signing the contract, but I was on a lot of vicotin in the hospital so maybe they slipped it in with the birth certificate paperwork.

On a good note- our playgroup went really well yesterday! The kids and mommies had a great time! And we are doing it again next week- which should be extra fun because my online buddy is coming to stay with us for a couple of days. Her daughter is just a few days younger than Jackson, and we have pretty much already decided they will get married. LOL I hope, hope, hope that we are feeling better by then because this baby slumber party has been in the works for months now.

Well, I am off to make dinner and chug a carton of OJ.

Technical Difficulties- Please Hold...

I am still here- just busy trying to get the blog over into wordpress. I am actually having blog withdrawels! You would not imagine the kind of trouble that I have ran into. Trying to get my theme together, and then my host is...well...let's just say these guys didn't graduate at the top of their class in computer school. So I am having to move over to another host, and get everything set up. The mere sight of a css sheet makes my blood boil!

Ok this note took me 10 minutes to type, because SOMEONE is trying to help me type and keeps moving the cursor to insert words in the wrong places. LOL...hang in there...

The baby had his 6 month shots yesterday- so he was up all night being fussy. He weighs 17lbs now and is 26 inches long, so he is right in the 50% percentile which is perfect. He has also been congested lately- may have to look into allergies. He is my son after all- and if momma can't breathe, it only makes sense that he can't either!

Pepsi or Dr. Pepper? Place Your Bets Before Watching...

It takes a real man to be a daddy....

I was browsing around tonight (avoiding work as usual) when I came across Sylvie's post about her struggle with not being able to have another kiddo of her own - you can read it here

And it made me start thinking about our own struggle to be parents- we were blessed with a miracle, and while I may complain a lot....it's important to stop and say that out loud once in a while. I was told by more than one person that I would never have a child of my own, and we were in the proccess of adopting when we found out about Jackson. It really didn't matter if he was our own or not, I knew that we both had a lot of love to give. I really couldn't wait to see my hubby as a "Daddy"

So my message for the night I guess is: Those of you with kiddos- whether they are step-kids, adopted, or home grown give them extra hugs and kisses tonight. Every child is a miracle....

My book is on the market!

You can get it in paperback or in a digital format. :)

Check it out here!

And now comes the part of the story where the heroine checks herself into the Betty Ford Clinic....

Geez- apparently I have ticked someone off karmically to get this kind of treatment. I have a handful of people helping me sell my book- and I log into today to find what? My website is down. I emailed the tech gods that be and they are working on it (or at least that's what they say) but there is no telling the amount of people that are trying to access the site thinking that I am a flake.

Time to start hitting the Dr. Pepper...hard.

There really should be a support group for Dr. Pepper addicts- because I know that one of those "23 special ingredients" is crack. There is no other explanation....

I wonder what the poor people are doing right now...

So my first official play group is at my house next week and I have to admit that I am a little bit nervous. Ok a lot...but not really for reasons that you might think. I have stuff planned for the kids to do outside, and the girls in the group pretty much rock (from what I can tell) so it should be cool.

But...I am feeling a little bit white trash lately...which is not cool...not cool at all.

We aren't poor- we are middle class. We have a 3 bedroom house, 2 car garage setup thats about 1,500 sq feet. So it's not a mansion- but we have pretty nice stuff and our cars are paid for. We have room for all our junk! There has to be people out there like us right- it's called middle class...not one lone family in the middle of the pile....

I don't have to work- but I do partly because I would be bored out of my mind and partly cause I do enjoy to blow money ever so often and if we just had one income we would make ends meet but that's about it... Personally- I am good. I buy junk when I want it, we have some in savings, and my bills are always paid. I have a house that doesn't kill me to clean [cause I am not paying someone 100 bucks to come clean my house- I am OCD and have to clean before they actually come over anyway...I don't want them to think I have a dirty house afterall...but I am off topic now..plus I like having people come over. I have a big red suede couch, a big tv and a ton of movies- come hang out at my casa...it's all good! My hubby is an aircraft mechanic, we will never be rich. But he loves it...and I love him...so here we stay.

But then...I have a moment like I just had recently (names and details will be withheld to protect the innocent- though if you are reading my blog you are probobly cool and I'm not talking about you anway) where I feel like beverly freakin' hillbilly.

Some of these moms are loaded! I drive up to their huge houses, where they have their 3 suvs parked in the driveway. Who needs 3 suvs- aren't we having a gas crisis here? These ladies are the reason why! And their house is of course spotless, because I am sure someone comes to clean a couple of times a week, and they have such a big house that there are just empty rooms with no furniture in them.

Hello! What is the point?

Well anyway- so this group of mommies was talking about getting together again and rotating houses and one of them makes the comment.

"Oh my house is TINY- its only 2,500 sq. feet."

To which I hang my head in shame...If that's tiny then we must be living in a mobile home or something! Check please! I think the baby has a dirty diaper, gotta motor.

So my question is- there are moms out there that are in the middle class right? I have yet to go to anyones playgroup yet...and I hope that they all don't come to my house and turn their noses up at my tiny little house and my cute little baby SUV. Maybe all the middle class moms are at home cleaning their own houses, or cooking their own meals...or even god forbid WORKING?!?

Now don't get me wrong- I commend them for having the money, the job, or drug cartel that gives them the bank to afford houses like this. And I do have some good friends that are rich. And I have some friends that live in trailor parks. If you are cool- then we can probobly be friends. But if you are loaded- don't say stuff like "Oh my house is tiny" in mixed company!

Just Oi Vey!

Dodged a Bullet Today...

So I have been looking for a toy that would help Jackson sit up- he is all about rolling on his tummy and trying to crawl but will still fall over when you try to get him to sit up on his own. So I thought that a toy that is fun and stimulating for a sitter would be a good bet. Of course no one has really thought to make much in the way of toys for sitters- I guess he is supposed to just sit on his duff and play with the 100's of other toys he has.

But I wanted something that he could maybe lean forward on while he played- so he could learn to balance. Then I found this leap frog learn around playground thing. It looked awesome - it cost about 6o bucks though so I was debating whether it was worth it or not. I mean he will eventually figure out the sitting thing- so is it really worth 60 bucks? Then I get this in my email box this AM

LeapFrog Recalls to Repair Children's Activity Centers Due to Arm
Entrapment Hazard

WASHINGTON, D.C. - The U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission, in
cooperation with the firm named below, today announced a voluntary
recall of the following consumer product. Consumers should stop using
recalled products immediately unless otherwise instructed.

Name of Product: Learn-Around Playground Activity Center

Units: About 186,000

Manufacturer: LeapFrog Enterprises Inc., of Emeryville, Calif.

Hazard: A child's arm can become caught in the activity center's plastic
tube, posing a risk of injury to children.

Incidents/Injuries: LeapFrog has received 145 reports of children's arms
becoming caught in the plastic tube, resulting in 54 reports of minor
scratches and bruises.

Description and Models: The Learn-Around Playground is a multi-colored,
plastic musical activity center for young children ages 6 to 36 months.
It includes a Slide and Sing alphabet panel and a ball drop on the left
side, a Number Rock musical keyboard in the center, and a Flying Rhymes
airplane, pop-up LittleLeap, and "smart" book on the right side. "Leap
Frog Baby" is printed on the activity center. Item number 10200 is
written underneath the activity table below "Made in China."

So let's see- learn to sit up a little bit later in life or lose an arm? Hmmm....tough call there....what do you think?

Happy Half-Birthday!

My baby boy is 6 months old today! I can't believe it. It seemed like just yesterday I was washing and folding all those little baby clothes complaining about having to pee every five minutes, and how much my back hurt. I don't even think I remember the first two months of his life anyway- I was so sleep deprived.

And now I am having to pack up all those little baby clothes cause he is too big for them all now....and he is now officially inch worming across the house. He will get up on his hands and knees and then throw himself forward, where he then falls on his stomach. And then he repeats. He gets where he wants to go (albiet not gracefully)....

If I could bottle one baby thing from this period in time- I think it would be his thumb sucking, sleepy snuggles. When you curl up with him on the couch or in the rocker when he is sleepy, he will start sucking his thumb. But he has to hold on to a part of my shirt with his thumb sucking hand...I think it is so cute. I am his security blanket.

Ok I am about to cry now...and the room smells oddly of poopy diaper...so I better go.

Happy half birthday to you, happy half birthday to you...happy half birthday dear Jackson....happy half birthday to you...

Dog for sale! Cheap!

Flippin' stupid chihuhuha....grrr....I have been awake a total of 15 minutes (don't judge, I didn't go to bed till 4am) and I have already steamcleaned my living room floor and sponge cleaned my brand new red microfiber sectional. The whhhooooolllleeee thing.

So it is raining here, for the first time since 1978, or at least that's what it feels like anyway and the darn dog weighs all of 3 pounds and is impossible to catch. Well she runs in the house tracking mud all over the carpet and then jumps on the couch. My brand new couch. As I am screaming at her to get down, she starts pacing back and forth on the couch trying to play keep away or something.

Meanwhile the baby is laying on the floor throwing a hissy fit because the dog is barking and mommy is having a stroke- I AM GOING BACK TO BED!

3 Am Ramblings...work...baby...

It's 3AM and I am the only one awake- and the sad thing is that I am WIDE awake. Eating EZ cheese and garlic parm crackers- ok that sounds gross when you actually type it. I could force myself to go lay down but I would just toss and turn for another hour or so. I really should be sleeping, I really haven't slept more than four hours a night for the past week and haven't gotten in a single nap. You would think at some point my batteries would just whir and I would shut down or something....

Jackson is a little off lately too- he had been sleeping from 8PM to 8AM straight through. Of course I don't go to bed till two or so in the morning, but it was still pretty nice. But lately, he has been waking up around 3 or 4 am when I am getting ready to call it a night. It's like he knows or something, and then he just wants to play with my hair and try to eat my face.

Tonight he was having a really hard time though- my mom and hubbys mom came over to BBQ and he was too revved up to sleep so he kept tossing and turning in his crib. I would rock him and he would fall asleep pretty easily- I put him to sleep 5 times, but he kept waking up crying. Then hubby would take him and his crying would turn into hysterical crying...like hyperventilating crying..Poor guy was like "Your not my MAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAA!" He finally passed out around 10:30. We did try peaches for the first time today too...maybe there is a connection?

I have a hundred things going on on the work front- which is probobly the reason that I am too wired to sleep. I finally finished my book! I love it. It's informative, funny, and I only wish that someone had written it for me when I was pregnant!! I have a list of about 10 people that I want to send it to for reviews and testimonials- but of course my pdf knockoff program doesn't have active weblinks so I am stuck waiting for the adobepdf online program to do it's thing. It is now in the que to be done in 1 hour. Hello...how many people need pdf's at this hour? There is the fear in the back of my head that I will send it out and they will all go "ugh Kim..what is this crap?" But I did show the first 5 chapters to an online buddy and she has since been asking me several times a day when she can read the rest...and she has dibs on my first sale (she is going to buy a copy for her prego cousin) so my vibe is positive so far.

I do think that I am going to have it available for online downloading as well as the option for a paperback version- because it would be handy to have in both forms I think.

And then there is the new blog stuff happening- one of my readers is creating a custom wordpress template and I am so excited! It is going to be so cool- and we are even moving over to our own server! Stay tuned....

And tonight I will sign off with...the sandman from babyfirst tv...always puts me to sleep!

And You Wonder Why I am Going Grey!

A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed nicely made up and everything neat and tidy.

Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the pillow.

It was addressed, "Dad"

With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:

Dear Dad, It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with you and Mom.

I've been finding real passion with Joan and she is so nice. I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing, tattoos, and her tight motorcycle clothes and because she is so much older than I am but it's not only the passion, Dad, she's pregnant.

Joan says that we are going to be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood, enough for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.

Joan has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it and trading it with the other people in the commune for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.

In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Joan can get better; she sure deserves it!

Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday, I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your son, Chad

P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my desk drawer.

I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.

Confusion Abounds...

So hubby and I went out to dinner tonight- and Jackson was the perfect little gentleman. He sat in his carseat sucking on his sippy cup the entire time! Everyone oohed and ahhed like usual, and he just gave them his toothless smile and soaked in all the attention like he always does. Wait a minute...for once...this post isn't about the kiddo!

I was talking to hubby about this blog, and my upcoming e-book release site (more on that soon), my copywriting website and my myspace page [that I spent the entire afternoon working on. It looks awesome though- I had a friend help out with the css (which I am still a novice at) you can check it out here if you're bored.] And his eyes started to glaze over a bit- he is losing track of the different websites that I am running, and I have to admit I am getting a little burnt out on the entire experience myself. So why not combine them all? They are all baby/parenting related, so I might as well put them on the same server.

So after much discussion, I think that dirty diapers will be moving over to wordpress on our own server in the very near future. I hope that someone...anyone...has my rss feed bookmarked. If not- the widget is on the side just waiting for ya. :)

The new and improved site will be much prettier- and have a place for my copywriting business information, information on my upcoming book, and online store and much more! So hang tight- and check back often!