Rob Who???

Tuesday I receive a call from a Delaware phone number but not a number I recognize, I answer regardless:

Me: Hello

Stranger: WHO IS THIS????

Me: This is Heather, who is this?

Stranger: This is Jen

Long awkward silence…

Jen: Are you talking to Rob?

Me: I’m married with three kids, I have no idea who you are talking about

Jen: Oh, I found your number and thought you might have been someone else. Nevermind, good-bye

What strikes me as odd is, how did she “find my number?” and who the hell is “Rob?” So, it annoyed me off and on the rest of the night and I had half a notion to call her back and tell her that if she has to call strange numbers to check on her man then she should find a new one.

Thinking back on it today it was less annoying and more comical until…

Man’s Voice: Is Rob there?

Me: Nope! You have the wrong number!

Man’s Voice: Okay, bye.

Really, really we are talking about Rob yet again? This time it wasn’t my cell phone like the day prior it was my house phone. Now it’s getting too weird. Who is Rob? Has he stole my identity? Is Tom in a secret affair going by the name Rob (hahaha)? Is someone playing a practical joke on me? A little spooky.

Tom and I have been joking back and forth about “Rob” and whenever we say hello or good-bye it’s “Hey Rob or Good Bye Rob!”  If I get anymore phone calls about “Rob” I’m going to interrogate the person on the other line. I don’t even know a Rob and I hope some weirdo isn’t out there using my phone number(s). What the heck!

Things I’ve Learned This Week

First things first, the other night I had intended to eat a salad with my chicken and then it happened…we ran out of dressing. Some how both dressing bottles were empty at the exact same time. Weird. But, then I remembered that I had a Hidden Valley ranch dressing packet in the cabinet, I typically only use it to make spinach dip. I whipped up the packet of powder with my milk and mayo and oh my gosh it was insanely delicious! Not only was I thankful to have that packet and didn’t have to take the kids to store to buy more dressing. But even better I’ve decided I’m going to start making my own salad dressings. It reminded me a lot like the ranch dressing you might find at your local steakhouse and didn’t taste anything like Hidden Valley in a bottle which I’m not a big fan of. So there you have it folks run out and buy your ranch packet immediately and make it to your liking, you can switch out regular mayo for low-fat mayo or whole milk for 2% or low-fat milk to make a healthier version.

The second thing I’ve discovered this week is that I can no longer eat chicken breast nor do I enjoy cooking it because it takes fifty forevers. Just the thought of eating it makes me ill.

And lastly, I LOVE, like big -pink-puffy-heart love, the new ShopRite. The prices are insanely low and they core and cut your pineapple, need I say more? I was super excited to see they had a coupon for snow crab legs. While I enjoy crabs I don’t enjoy their price so I have never bought crabs ever from the grocery store, I know blasphemy. Thanks to ShopRite I bought crab legs for Tom and I to enjoy before the SuperBowl came on and they were insanely good! So thank you ShopRite for having low prices that make me not want to scream when I get to the register :)

The Week of I

Monday, Amelia had her two month check-up. Poor little thing had three shots and had to drink the liquid stuff for the rotovirus. She weighed 10 pounds 2 ounces and is 22.5 inches tall/long. She’s doing really well, lifting her head, smiling, laughing etc. The shots were not so great. She was fine getting the shot but after she was home for a while and woke up from her nap, she was inconsolable. She wouldn’t stop crying and it was a blood curdling cry. She wouldn’t even nurse, so after an hour of giving it my best shot of calming her down to no avail, I gave her some Tylenol and about 20-30 minutes later she calmed down enough to eat and then go right back to sleep. I felt horrible for her and am not looking forward to reliving that in March.

I is a tough show and tell item to come up with and to combine that with things you have in your home. We ended up with icing and ice cream (a pretend cone from Han’s kitchen). I briefly thought about sending my iPod, but Tom looked at me like I was nuts so that didn’t fly. Hannah painted me a picture of snow and colored an iguana. They are also learning about the different types of weather in her class.

Carter is learing to talk more and his behavior is a tiny bit better. I don’t think I get bitten as much as I did a few weeks ago; baby steps I suppose. He is a hoot with shoes and is CONSTANTLY wearing rain boots. If not his own boots he wears Hannah’s. He also enjoys wearing her head bands which cracks me up. My Mom brought home head bands on her recent trip home from Shreveport. One night we had a headband fashion show:

Thursday, Hannah brought home “take home Teddy” from school. She got to bring the class mascot home for the weekend and then the parents write a journal post about their adventures.Tom was sick with a cold all week which then spread to the kids and I by Friday. I hate being sick, like really, really hate. Poor Teddy didn’t have a very exciting weekend with us since we all stayed home with our cold germs. The highlight of Teddy’s weekend was his Clorox wipe bath to keep from spreading our cold to the next kid.

The Week of “C”

Tuesday, Hannah enjoyed showing off her camera for the week of C as well as some freestyle coloring. She was super excited to bring class snack, one of her favorites-Cheez-Its! She even brought home her school picture proofs!

Carter enjoyed going to Toys R Us Tuesday afternoon and FINALLY getting his Halloween costume!

Thursday, Hannie took one of her Hello Kitty dolls to school for show and tell. She brought home a craft project and her letter C for the week!

Friday while home, Hannah made Christmas Lists for her and her brother and taped them to the pantry door.

Limbo Land

That’s kind of where I’m at right now with this pregnancy. After Thursday’s doctors appointment resulted in being admitted directly to the High Risk Pregnancy Unit at our local hospital.

I stayed in the hospital for about a day and a half to be observed and to complete a 24 hour urine test as an inpatient. The results of that test were the same as when I did it a month and a half ago, only confirming once again that I have preeclampsia. Shocker.

Initially, I thought that they might take Amelia that day or the next since I was sent to high-risk but obviously that didn’t occur. One of the doctors on duty said that the risk of taking her at 36 weeks was too high. Since I now have gestational diabetes Amelia is at a greater risk of having respiratory issues if she is born prior to 37 weeks. Call it mother’s intuition but I don’t think it’s her time just yet and was surprised to have found myself back in the hospital. She is doing very well cooking; it’s just my body that is having an adverse reaction.

I think it’s safe to say I’ve finally hit my wall of being good spirited about bed rest and hospital stays. It took a month and a half but I’ve finally cracked. It feels like fall was ruined, it’s my favorite time of year and I can’t even enjoy it. I miss not being able to spend as much time with Tom and our kids. I just feel sad. Maybe the coming weeks will be better?

Something Old, Something Blue

The other day I was checking the blogs I enjoy reading when I came across a post by my BF. To summarize she was discussing the tradition of women getting a gift from their husband when they have a baby. This got me to thinking…

Tom will usually get me a present as finances allow so it isn’t usually the same time the baby is born ’cause babies are expensive. I’m a big jewelry person, I’ve loved jewelry since I was a little kid. I can still remember going through my mother’s jewelry box, the carpet fibers pressing on my legs,  looking at all of her rings and necklaces. Now I have my own collection and I imagine one day I’ll find Hannie looking through my jewelry box too ;)

I’ve really lucked out in the children’s birthstone department. Hannah is aquamarine and Tom bought me a very beautiful pear shaped aquamarine ring with white diamonds around it. Next is Carter and Tom again bought me another beautiful ring this one is a cushion-cut blue topaz for Carter’s birth stone with black and white diamonds around the topaz. Both rings are very beautiful and both rings are a shade of blue. This gave me the idea that one day when/if my kids get married I will give them these rings on their wedding day as their “something old and something blue.” Carter of course could give his ring to his future bride.

It then dawned on me that I never researched what the birthstone is for November, which is when Amelia will be born. Can I tell you folks, it’s Citrine. For those of you not familiar with that stone it’s like a yellow-orange color. Gross.  I immediately went online and did manage to find a beautiful ring, that is of course sold out. (Story of my life) The more I thought about the Citrine the more I decided this warranted a call to Tom which went something like this:

H: Amelia’s birthstone is not very pretty, it’s a weird orange color. Maybe we should switch her birthday to the day prior.

T: (Slight pause) No, we are not making her birthday Halloween!

H: Well, one day, when I have lots of money and can have my mother’s ring custom-made the Citrine won’t be as pretty as an Opal would be…

T: That’s selfish Heather, we are not switching her birthday to Halloween just so you can have the ring you want.

H: I did always want an October baby and Halloween could be fun…

T: No, Heather.

So, I didn’t quite get my way but I thought my argument seemed reasonable at the time ;) Truth be told I did always want an October baby but our option was Halloween so we vetoed that before I made the surgery appointment for 11/1. The thought of Citrine made me quickly change my mind that Halloween really isn’t all that bad but Tom declared it otherwise. I guess one day when I’m old and gray I’ll have a very pretty cluster ring that contains: Aquamarine, Topaz and Citrine. And if Amelia doesn’t like Citrine I’ll let her know her Dad is to blame…blahahaha!

Operation Organization

Last weekend my Dad and I worked on the family room. I seem to get along best with my Dad on projects like this because we have the same mindset. We’re practically twins ;)

Dad and I set forth on cleaning my family room which had somehow began to look like a room that a hoarder lived in. We threw away some things, hung shelves, cleaned some more and finally ended up with a pretty decent looking room. After Dad went home I organized DVDs and began putting them on the shelves, hung pictures, put out Tom and I’s unity candle and a few more odds and ends. In between organizing the family room I worked on sanding, staining, sanding, staining and sanding some more. Voila! I had a completed handrail.

This weekend I hung more shelves and put the books up. Finding bookends proved futile so for now I just have heavy stuff sitting on the shelf to keep my books from falling in the floor. I’m itching to do more will need more money for the big items like a small loveseat/big chair and a TV stand. Once we have that this room will be all set for the kid’s toys!

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