So, today Bubbleboy surprized me again. Amazing how easy that can happen. He looks over my shoulder and points out the "whale" on the cover. normally, this would be a very random, boring comment. If anyone else pointed out my book had a whale on it, I'd roll my eyes and ignore them. But coming from a 2 year old who leads a very sheltered life.....I just have to wonder... Where the hell did he learn that? I never told him. He doens't watch a lot of tv. so where did this come from? Then...

So facinated with wrinkles on a finger....was I ever that niave and innocent? Maybe, but I feel as though I've gained some of it back with watching Bubbleboy examine his hands after a bath. What do you think? Do you think that being a parent can resore some of the faith and joy in life? I'm not saying I'm depressed or disillusioned, but I do wonder if a little pessismism has wormed it's way into my life, slowly and unnoticably. I think of myself as a generally happy person, but as I ...

I had one of the coolest moments today.....I was watching my son play and realized that there was a method to his madness. Humor me as I attempt to share his way of speaking. He is playing with a bunch of Fisher Price Zoo animals in his room. He is narrating as he plays, directing them what to do. First he shows them the slide ...."here whee" and shows with his finger what to except.....including the requisite, "Wheeeeee" Then they start taking turns. This is the cool part. He...

So I am sitting up at 11 am feeling as though it is 6 am....no. That's not the way to put it. I'm sitting here feeeling sluggish, lazy and unable( or maybe just unwilling) to move. This is not a usual state of being for me...even at 6 months pregnant. I learned at a young age that sleep is good. Sleep is important. One of the most important things I will do all day. Why? For the simple reason that I get nothing done if I am tired. Conversely, with a decent 8 hours of sleep, I oft...

Bubble boy is proving to be more like me than I ever imagined. This afternoon, he was facinated by his alligator puppet. Specifically, he liked to get really close and have me "rawrrrr" at him and pretend to eat his toes, or tummy....you get the picture. After a few minutes, I got bored. (Who says my attention span has to be longer than my 2 year old?) So he progressed to "feeding" the alligator a cookie. He came and sat on my lap and explained this to me in great detail. "Look Mom,...

Last night I was introduced to a girl...in front of a large group of other women,,,and was told (put lots of enthusiasm in your voice) "and she's already 5 months pregnant!" This comment being vital because she is stick thin with almost no tummy to speak of. Still wearing pre-pregnancy clothes too. This is said to me, "a whale standing around in what effectivly could be refered to as a mumu". thanks for the self esteem boost there. It's amazing how fast the cute round pregnant tummy ...

In my last blog, I commented that I have been fortunate enough to deal with a lot of things while alone. I figured I would start a list....This is similar to another blog...."I can" See my favorites list. I'm not going to list the small stuff...which is sometimes harder. I'm just thinking of the seemingly HUGE disasters that happen every deployment. It never fails. I will never go through a deployment without something happening..... Buy a house. (our apt was VERY unsafe...pipe bom...

The last few weeks have been the interminable waiting stage of my pregnancy. It is almost a stereotypical response for a pregnant woman to be so eager to be desperate to "get this kid out!" I've been saying for several weeks that I didn't care if my husband was here or not, I just wanted to have this baby....NOW. Today, I found out that he is definetely on his way home from Iraq and will be here this weekend. Suddenly I was hit with an epiphany. I do want him here for the birth of h...

For those who have read my articles, you may know of the one great force in my life. I'm refering of course to my two year old son. It may seem as though I am always at the end of my rope with him, but the truth is, he is a wonderful child. Disaster stories are just easier to write about....and funnnier. But part of being a mom is enjoying the quiet moments. When he woke up from his nap today, he climbed on the couch with me and I held him in my arms. That peaceful feeling of a child ...

Not that I am inpatient or anything, but I would just like to announce to the world at large...... 27 days left!!!!!!! I only have 27 days left of this pregnancy....and coincidentally (or not) about-ish that much time till I see my husband again! So I have twice the reason to be happy!!!!!!

For those who may have read my last blog...you may think that my child is some sort of heathen monster....or a typical two year old. I suppose it depends on whether you have kids of your own. But just as he surprises me with his obstinance and trouble-making abilities....he also surprises me with the opposite. I had to drag him with me to my ob apt today....and he was an angel. He flirted with the nurses and played happily and quietly for the entire wait (which being DACH-is usually pre...

This afternoon while my darling son was supposed to be sleeping, I heard him crying. So naturally, I ignored it, thinking that he would stop in a few moments. However, it didn't. I went in his room to give him a hug and tell him to go to sleep. To my not-so-surprise, I found him perched on top of his bookshelf, unable to move up or down, clinging for dear life. He had been hanging there for over 5 minutes while I waited for him to "calm down". I wonder if this is what causes ...

How NOT to get a two year old ready for bed. 1. Give said child a bath. 2. Dry him off and put a clean diaper on him. 3. Go to the bathroom to drain the tub and mop the newly formed lake off the floor. 4. Don't notice two year old grabing shoes and sneaking outside. 5. Continue picking up wet towels as child wrestles the dog 6. Thnk, "Wow, he's being WAY too quiet." as he digs a big hole in the mud 7. Find dirt covered child grinning in the backyard. 8. Repeat steps 1 and 2. ...

So I'm LDS. For those who don't know, and even care. This means that I am what is commonly refered to as a Mormon. No, that's not all there is to me. I'm much more than just my religion, but it does shape my beliefs and ideals. That being said, with absouluty no point whatsoever, I will move on to the actual topic of my blog. The LDS church does not have a paid clergy. Individuals are "called" to serve in various positions. The commonly held belief is that because your name is pray...

Boy just said his bedtime prayer. "Blah blah blah....And please keep my Daddy safe and strong...And please keep the soldiers in Iraq safe so when they come home to thier families for not just vacation but for good, they aren't dead." Dang. Why did he catch on to that now? I've tried to shelter him and when we pray as a family, I emphasise the "Please bless Dad, keep him safe and healthy and strong ...etc etc. I've tried to avoid mentioning deaths in other units so that he doesn't ...