Gobble Gobble

Happy Turkey Day Eve...Day lol. I am baking (yum...Heath cookie bars and hopefully punpkin cheesecake) and cleaning house. I kept the little man home from school today because it was a rainy half day, and we do NOT walk on rainy half days lol. So he will be helping me bake and cleanse the house.



The little mama is trying to talk up a storm. She has her words that she says often, mostly involving food lol, but she is slowly starting to branch out. She is also my other little helper. She loves to throw things in the trash.



I am doing pretty good. I am loving my Ativan/Paxil combo. It is making me one happy woman! Not zombie like at all, with just the perfect amount of stepford wife syndrome. Im sure Chris is loving it haha.



I will leave you with some pics of the lils.

Later. Lol Cam just dupmed out a Capri Sun. Be back later

I'm Bored

So, so incredibly bored. The kids are in bed. Hubby is watching the UofA game. And I can't bring myself to find anything to do but sit at this damn computer. I need to get out of the house. But, it's 9:40 at night, so...where would I go?

Ethan had his first basketball game today. Poor kid, clueless lol. It was so danged cute, but I was laughing so hard I was crying and my gut hurt. I mean, he is ONLY 5, but ah, funny stuff. Here is a video of that, and a pic of him doing a slam dunk lol.

I am really excited because his cousin Hayden just joined the team, and it will be nice for him to have a buddy to play with on the team. And Hayden will just add to the super cuteness factor.

I steam cleaned my carpets the other day as well, and this is how we do it in the Verry house lol.

I know, I will go take a bath, and have freshly shaven legs on my freshly washed sheets. Yes. That is a favorite of mine. Get comfy in my pj's, and go watch something I want to watch without Chris hogging the bedroom tv with ESPN, ESPN2, and all the other thousands of ESPN channels there are. I swear, that man would marry ESPN if it was legal and/or possible lol. So, there. I have a game plan. Night guys!

And I'm Off!!!

I'm going to get ready for my job interview. I'm pretty sure I may vomit all over myself. Ack. I am sooo nervous. Please please PLEASE pray hard for me that I get this job. I really need it and I really don't want to go to another interview lol. Interviews apparently make me have to vomit.

Okay....

More videos because they are fun...

Medicated Mama

I am now a medicated mama. I finally took the steps necessary to get better from my Post Partum Depression. I was hoping to not have to resort to meds, but I was on a nasty downward spiral. I am starting to feel better.
On a more pleasant note, I have a job interview with Intel tomorrow! Say a prayer for me, I need this job, we need the money. I am very sad that I have to put the littlest one in daycare, but it is for the best.
Not a whole lot more to update, OH! Ethan is in basketball....soooo cute! I will leave you with a few pics and a video of Cameron getting down to Lil Wayne lol.

Poor Babies

My poor babies are sick. Ethan is home from school today, and he and his sister are feeling pretty crappy this morning. The baby was up all night with a fever, and they both are coughing and all kinds of snotty. I guess they so rarely get sick that when it does happens, I remind myself to count my blessings that my kids seem to have awesome immune systems. But with Ethan starting school it was bound to happen.

Weaning

So, I am struggling with a very hard decision. Cameron is 1 now, and I always said I would breastfeed until "around" one. No set date to wean. But I am feeling increasingly burdened as even though she is on solid table foods, and drinks from a sippy cup, she nurses almost as much as a newborn! I have no time to myself, and she is up literally every 2 hours throughout the night. I feel so selfish, but I just need a break. And I cannot get one from the boob-a-holic. I'm not sure what to do, I have attempted the drop one feeding at a time approach, and it was a disaster. She screams and throws a hitting, biting, scratching tantrum if I will not let her nurse. But I don't want to just go cold turkey, I feel that would be too traumatic. I don't know. I am at a loss. I feel so blessed to have been given this bonding time with Cam, but at the same time, I am beginning to resent it as well. If anyone has any advice, please please please let me hear it!!

Crud

So, a night up with the baby and some serious womanly issues have given me the excuse I needed to forgo my workout this morning. I knew it would happen. I just knew it. I am trying not to beat my self up over it, but man, I stuffed my face full of cheesecake bites last night at my mom's (thanks mom!) and now this. Oh well. Starting over tomorrow. Luckily I got right back on the diet track this morning, and have stayed strong all day.

Aw Snap.....Inspiration.

Okay, so I have officially become inspired. (Notice the 2 posts in one day?) I was reading Ashley's post about her NLP:RD and decided I needed my own. So here goes:

*Start Working Out
-Follow Couch25K and finish. Follow through this time. Lose that flubber!
*Make Healthier Choices
-Drink more water. Have a salad every once in a while.
*Be Pretty 6 Days a Week
-Even Gawd had a day off. Look better and you will feel better.(And hopefully smell better)
Keep A Cleaner House
-Get in a cleaning routine. Dishes must be done every day. House cannot smell funky. The baby should not be able to get a full meal off the floor.
*Actively Look for a Job
-It is time. Need more cash flow. Must be able to buy pretty things.
*Be Nicer to Chris
-Show hubby more appreciation. Even if you don't feel like it. Stop making bald jokes lol.
*Let Go of the Little Things
-Don't let your neurosis get the better of you. If no one is bleeding, it is all good in the hood.

So thank you Ashley, for the awesome idea. I love your blog, and the NLP:RD inspired me to make some changes of my own. Hopefully you don't mind me ripping off your idea!

Ch Ch Ch Changes.....

Okay, so I am not overweight. But I am a tad flubbery. 2 kids will do that to ya. And I am sick of the jiggle. Well, not all of the jiggle, but the jiggle in my thighs, and the muffing top that looks as though it has been coated with a layer of jello. That is where Operation Skinny Bitch and Couch25k come in. I will be getting my fitness on, and eating healthier, drinking more water, etc. Here's to losing the jiggle!!

ETA- I just realized how broke out I was last week in the Kindy pics. Yikes. Damn this PMS!

Two Major Events...

1)----
Ethan Started School. OMG I have a Kindy Kid. And the homework they sent home on the first day(!) was NuTz!!! It was a little too heart wrenching for me though, Ethan didn't take to it all that great, and Monday and Tuesday morning were spent crying outside his classroom door after the bell rang. Let me clarify...I was crying. I was an emotional basket case. All was well by Wednesday. He was excited to go to class.
This was how he looked pretty much the WHOLE morning!

I was putting on a brave face....

And this was what got the water works going.

2)------
Cam turned 1. Quite possible my last baby turned 1. We had a "Pretty Pink Pirate Princess" theme, which fits Cam to a T. She had the Most awesome cake:






Which she thouroughly enjoyed lol:



She had lots of fun letting Daddy (or Dede as she calls him) help open presents:







She loved loved loved (did I mention loved?) the balloons:










And there is the obligatory photos of a naked baby wearing a tiara eating a fruit roll-up:




It was a great day full of many memories that I will cherish forever. It has been a fantastic year, and God has blessed me two times over with such beautiful, precious babies. I feel so lucky to have been chosen to be their Mommy! They are the greatest gifts I have ever been given, and have taught me more about life than I can ever hope to teach them. I can only hope that at the end of the day, I am deserving of these children. They are such blessings in my life, and I cherish every moment I have with them, and every breath I am able to take in their presence!

Oh Lawd...

Seriously, I never blog. I always think of things to blog about, but am far too lazy. So here is the 411 on whats been going down in Verry town.

Chris and I starting school this semester (fall). I am going for Nursing and he is going for computer animation. Seriously, my hubby is an awesome artist, though he doesn't give himself enough credit, but he will do awesome in this field. I'm not so sure on me and the nursing. My Nana put it best:"you have to be nice to be a nurse Stephie."

My 1st baby is starting Kindy in 2 days. I am seriously freking out. I cannot handle the grown upness. We have all the school shopping done, oh God. Where did the time go?

Cameron is a walking talking disaster area. She is a hurricane, I pity the fool that gets in her path of destruction. I love her, but jeez. She drives me bonkers. I will leave you all with pictures of the cuteness that is my children.

Cameron......

Is walking. Lord help us all. And she figured out how to drink from the toilet. Toilet locks won't work if males in the family don't put the lid down lol. She just all the sudden decided she wanted to walk, and by Golly she did. Determined little thing.

Slacker....

So, I have not updated in a long while. I have been tiiiiired. Seriously, with Cam on the move (she is 30 seconds away from walking) and all the other dramz the insiders know about, I just haven't had the mental capacity to blog. Which leads me to my next point. This blog will still remain mostly about the kiddos, but I also need an outlet. So, insiders, if you can't handle the truth, the exit doors are there, there, and down the hall to your left.

I have reason to believe I have been suffering from a little Post Partum Depression since Cam was about 6 weeks old or so. I was, however, in denial because I didn't want to admit that a repeat of Ethan's first year was happening. So, here I am with the mental capabilities of a 2 year old because I expected far too much out of myself, refused to get help, and want to do nothing but curl into the fetal position and rock. I mean, I am doing a lot better than I was previously, and am by no means in any danger, but I have had a serious case of down in the dumpers. I guess just FYI.

My daughter is a hurricane. We call her Hurricane Cam. Honest to God, she is actually driving me crazy. Have I mentioned how much I love Xanax lately? I forgot that babies learning to walk gives me a serious panic attack. Literally, she tries to walk as I try not to hyperventilate. She gets around pretty good though, mostly to destroy my house. She is also starting to talk, No Dada! has been her favorite so far, followed closely by her following me uttering mama over and over again sounding Oh So Pitiful. She has already mastered the whine ladies and gentlemen, and at only 9 months old! We have a winner.

Ethan has an unnatural obsession with Austin Powers and all that goes along with it, thanks to his Sperm Donors parents letting him watch that movie. Can I please tell you how hard it is to keep a straight face when you are in the middle of disciplining a 5 year old and he cocks his eyebrow, looks you dead in the eye, and goes "Riiiiggghhhttt". In a dead on Dr. Evil. Oy vey. This child. These children. Someone please tell me I will survive this motherhood thing. And all my buddies with only 1 baby under 2? Please please please quit giving me advice! You know nothing of what lies ahead.

Which brings me to my next topic. People with no children who think they know EVERYthing about raising them. Especially mine. I know you people mean well, but you have no freaking clue what the hell you are talking about. I know Cameron is pulling her ear. She has done that since she was two weeks old. No she doesn't have an ear infection. Yes I am sure. Ya ya okay, I will take her to the Dr. and waste my money to make YOU feel better. Better yet is the people with no kids who tell you how to discipline your children. I will save that rant for another day. Must go find pictures to update you with.

More than meets the eye...

So, yes this is my amateur attempt at cake decorating. Ethan begged me for a transformers cake, so I decided to make him one myself. It was my first attempt at cake decorating, so don't laugh...I must admit, shabby as it is, I was proud. I fully plan on continuing to practice and blow everyone away next year..maybe some fondant trials are in order? I must say, I am a radtastic awesome cookie and cupcake decorator, and my bakery concoctions always taste better than they look. Anyone remember my heath cookie bars from Thanksgiving last year?

Pictures!

Cammie loves cake!
My super skinny mom!
Me and Ethan
Must have INTERNETZ!

My Children...

Sometimes make me crazy...but I love them. Especially when they are silly together. Case in point, tonight while doing the dishes, Cammie was in her walker in the kitchen, and Ethan decided a fun game would be to push his little sister around the kitchen island Nascar style. Complete with sound effects. Hilarity ensued. She thought it was so darned funny, but she thinks anything he does is hilarious.

On the sleeping front, she seems to be falling a little more into schedule. I started laying sown with her during naptime and at bedtime to trick her into a familiar sleeping pattern, and she fell asleep this evening at 10 pm sitting up on my lap. Yay for sleeping!

Ethan turned 5 on the 23rd....coincidentally my heart broke a little. But he was so proud to finally be 5.

St. Patty's Day!

Happy St. Patty's Day!
I have dyed the milk green lol. We are doing the naughty leprechaun game in our house this year. Ethan is going to flip the eff out.

Speaking of Ethan...that boy ate 4 slices of Papa John's pizza for dinner. Holy crap! That is a lot of food for him. He also told me I am "The Bestest Mommy On the Face of the Earth" for ordering Papa John's pizza. Never mind the 9 days of labor and years of butt wiping. Just kidding....it totally made my day.

I am in a particularly bummed out mood right now,and experiencing a troubling (but not unusual) bout of insomnia. I miss my daddy. :( Big time. He moved to Missouri on Saturday. He was living just 2 miles down the road from me. I don't know what I am going to do without him.

Cammie got another tooth. She now has her bottom 2 teeth. She looks like a bass ackwards bunny. It's so cute, especially when she laughs.

Ugh, I can't take it today/tomorrow/last night...lol. Why must things change, and change so rapidly at that? My babies are getting so big, my daddy left....I just feel lost. But luckily....blogging soothes the soul. Time for a Benedryl/nighttime tea/shower cocktail to put my arse to bed.

I shall leave you with this:

see more crazy cat pics

Just a little update..

Cammie is about 3 seconds away from crawling. I am scared. (I say that alot regarding her). I forgot what it was like to have a baby on the move. She is so cute. She gets up on her hands and knees and rocks, and then does a little froggy hop. Have I mentioned lately how much I miss her being a little tiny newborn? It has gone by so darn quick...it is making me rethink my previous plans to get my tubes tied in a year. Don't tell Chris that though...he will never let me live it down. Cammie was sooo tiny. 4 lbs. 14 oz. and 17 in long. Leeetle baby. I just loved cuddling her while she nursed. Now she has to be into everything, and she is so distracted while she nurses, it's like a juggling act. I don't know, I just miss my cuddly little baby. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to run ut and get knocked up again, but...**sigh**. Babies. They get me everytime. But luckily I justfound out that my Sister In Law AnneMarie is preggo! YAY! A baby in the family that isn't mine! One I can give back! I have NEVER had that happen before. I'm beyond excited for her.

Ethan is turning 5 a week from tomorrow. And I am going to have a nervous breakdown. It's too much for this mommy to handle. I cry just thinking about it. I am going to be such a wreck. Not that it is any different than any other day....but still. I am just distraught over him turning 5. I need to be medicated or sedated fr that day.

Another thing that has been on my mind lately. It makes me sick that I cannot breastfeed in public without getting odd looks. I mean, my "goodies" are covered, you can't see what's going on. I think all breastfeeding women should breastfeed IN PUBLIC with no shame. It is the only way we are ever going to re-normalize it. I hate trying to schedule things I want to do around breastfeeding. It shouldn't be that way. I saw a "BaBa Baby Elmo" the other day, it is an Elmo that you feed a bottle and he goes to sleep,and I told Chris they should make a Boobie Baby Elmo lol. He thought I was strange. I don;t know, it is just something I have become passionate about. I am in no way a "lactivist" or "lactation nazi", but I do think it shouldn't be the big deal that it is, and the only way it won't be is if we as women make it a normal event.

Sleep Deprivation

So, my daughter has apparently decided that after months and months of being a dream baby, she no longer wants to sleep...ever. Like...ever ever. I'm scared. She slept through the night since she was 6-8 weeks old. Like, 8-10 hours a night most nights, and took 2 naps anywhere from 3-4 hours long. Now, she won't sleep...period. What do I do? I CANNOT cry it out. I just don't have the heart. I know some people may read this and wonder why I am complaining when she is probably just going through a phase and has otherwise been sleeping great since she was a newborn? 1 word. Ethan.

Wen Ethan was born, I thought like most normal babies there would be no reason for him not to be sleeping through the night by six months of age. Well, apparently I am the weakest link because that boy slept through the night once, when he was 10 months old, then not again until he was almost two. I really thought I got lucky with Cameron.

I NEED sleep. Seriously.

FuN tAg!!

I really should be in bed...but oh well!

5 things on my To-Do List:1.Clean House...disaster area since the RSV fiasco 2.Laundry....shoot me now 3.Plan Ethan's Bday Party...I am such a procrastinator .4.Drop off my cousins birthday present...see # 3...her bday was Feb 27th 5.Shave my legs-thanks for reminding me Afton!

5 Snacks I enjoy: 1.Fudgesicles 2.Pork Rinds...I know..how sick! 3.Anything chocolate 4.Hot Cheetos 5.Lately graham crackers

5 Bad habits I have: 1.I bite my nails 2.I am perpetually behind on laundry 3. I never drink enough water 4.See above snacking habits 5. Never put *me* first

What I would do if won the Lottery:Put away for my children's college education, buy a house...with a maid *wink*, and probably be cheap about everything else, but possibly go on a Walmart shopping spree...I'm hick like that.

My favorite word: 1. apparantly
Least favorite word: 1. Sorry
Favorite childhood memory: Anytime I spent at my Nana and Papa's
Least Favorite childhood memory: Probably when they moved away, I felt like my whole world stopped turning
Best friend from your childhood: Jeannie Casillas
Current best friend: My cousin, Melonie Koenig...she has been there for me through everthing!

Bite Me RSV!

My poor poor baby has RSV. It is by far the most heartbreaking illness I have been through with either child so far. She has to have breathing treatments every 4 hours, and about an hour before they are due, she struggles to breathe. I just want to cry or her, and I have. The Albuterol in the treatment makes her too wired to sleep, and when it finally wears off, she is coughing so hard she can't sleep still. Poor thing is so sleep deprived, she has started falling alseep with the mask on, before she get too wired but starts getting some darned relief. I can't wait for her to feel better, she has a Urinary Tract Infection on top of it, and is going to have to have testing done o her kidneys to check for an abnormality. I have been saying a lot of prayers lately, which I dont do often enough. Hopefully they are heard. I'm scared. I would trade my sleep for a thousand years to see her feeling well again. It is so hard to see your babies sick.

Cam's 1/2 a Birthday Party

So, 2 weekends ago, we had Cammie's half a birthday party! Some might think it's dorky, but being the super mushy sentimental mommy that I am, I did it for Ethan, so I figured I should keep the tradition going. Grandpa Jay got Cammie a "smash cake" and we put it on the snack tray of her walker and let her go to town. I believe she got a little bit of a sugar high though because she got paranoid that everyone was going to take her cake, and would take off like a bat out of hell when anyone would try to come near her. It was hilarious!

Intro

So, as my first posting, I suppose I should introduce us! My name is Stephanie Verry and I am 23 years old. My husbands name is Chris Verry and he is also 23 years old. We have 2 children, a son named Ethan gregory who is turning 5 in March, and a daughter named Cameron Kasey who is 6 months old. We live a pretty laid back life, just enjoy spending time with good friends and family. The purpose of this blog is just to keep you guys updated on the kiddos....so enjoy I guess!