Sunday, February 19, 2012

We're going to Hawaii, Yeah!

Well, I'm sitting here, Brandon gone, Sloane napping, dogs chewing on bones and nothing on TV.  I have tomorrow off which is one perk of working with the government.  Going to use my day to catch up with some friends, and I'm really excited about it! Brandon is in Vegas for a conference.  He left early so that he could spend the day with his brother, sister-in-law and nephew.  After Vegas he goes to Malibu California.. so needless to say his week won't suck.  I can't wait till Friday, he gets home on the red eye!

In three weeks we head to Hawaii. I'm so excited.  It took me a while to get here, for the longest time I was really just worried about leaving Sloane for a whole week.  Now the excitement is out weighing the worry.  Thank goodness.  I am so looking forward to warm sun and crystal water.  I can practically taste the Mai Tai's!
I think part of me really needed to lose some of the weight to get excited. Not that I can fit into all of my clothes again, but it's nice to have some back in the wardrobe.  Ordered another month of Nutrisystem and am very happy about it.  It's really gotten me back on track and it's nice not having to worry about doing a ton of dishes and cooking for one throughout the week.  Thinking maybe this will be my last month of Nutrisystem.  It's given me the tools and motivation I needed and I think I can do well on my own.  Just need to start hitting that dreaded treadmill!

Once we get back from Hawaii my main focus will be planning Miss Sloanes first birthday party.  I can't wait (well I can wait, I cannot believe she'll be one already in just a few short weeks).  I am really looking forward to the party. I believe my mom will be in town and Brandon's parents might even get to come too.  We're doing a Yo Gabba Gabba theme, it's Sloanes favorite. I'm still deciding if I should bake the cake myself or buy it.  Again, I can't believe she's almost one.  I guess it's just time to start thinking about a brother or sister!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Happy Valentine's Day

Well, we started this week with our heads in the toilets.. literally.  Brandon and I finally caught the bug.  Luckily it was only 24 hours and Sloane was wonderful. She's such a trooper, hanging out in her "baby jail" playing by herself. The baby jail is something I thought I'd never do. How quickly we change our tunes when our little ones are around nothing but sharp corners, electronics and power outlets.  Our living room is looking even more ridiculous (than it did with just the treadmill sitting here) with a fenced in play yard right in the middle. Ironic we bought this house because of the big family room but we flock to the small cozy living room. I think it must have something to do with the way B and I grew up… just a theory.

From my first blog you might remember how torn I was about possibly losing my job. Yeah, that is long gone. If I get my way I will be laid off by spring.  Work is a very negative place you can feel it when you walk into the building. People just want to know what is going on. We've also decided it best to start Sloane in daycare for the time being. She'll be starting March 1, and while we're very excited for all the new things she'll be doing, we will really miss seeing Nanny Michelle and Brayden every day.

Being so far away from family is always hard but this week we had so many reminders and continue to.  I would have done anything to have one of our moms walk through the door so we could sleep off our pukes on Monday and since I only get to see my dear husband on the weekends, I wish we had a baby sitter to watch Sloane so we could do a nice Valentines Day dinner. In the long run being independent of others and dependent on each other will only make us stronger, but still.. sure would be nice!

Two more days till my honey comes home. I seriously cherish the weekends. Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

My first Blog

Well, I caved…
I wonder if anyone will be interested in this besides my own mother!? :)  However I am going to try posting more family information to this and a little less to Facebook.  So here goes!

I am getting so excited to travel to Toledo this weekend. It feels like forever since I've seen my family and friends, and Sloane has gotten so big (well, not THAT big) and learned so much.  I miss Brandon and wish he could come. I treasure our weekends now that that is almost the only time we get to spend together.  However he loves his new job and that is all I can ask for, especially since I'm faced with the possibility of being laid off very soon.  I have mixed feelings about it… I would love to have the time to spend with Sloane while she's little and possibly work on my PMP certificate without feeling the added stress.  Knowing our time here is limited, it really wouldn't be a career killer.  However, the pride in me wants to "survive" this massive lay off because I know and can say confidently that I'm one of the good ones.  I seem to change my mind depending on the day.

Sloane had her 9 month well visit.  She is 16lbs 15oz. and 27 3/4 inches tall.  Average height but a bit petite with her weight. Now that she's mobile the Doctor doesn't expect her to pack on the pounds so we'll see where we're at in another 3 months (OMG, she'll be one. Just crazy).
She's doing great, working on getting her 5th tooth. My main concern at this appointment was food.  I'm just not sure if the approach I am taking is pushing her or holding her back. Neither of which I want to do.  Something they don't tell you when you're pregnant is just how much you'll compare your parenting style to others.  The peer pressure, while not intentional, is worse than in High School!  Luckily I got the answer I was hoping for from our pediatrician.  She said I was doing just great and that she's on track. She should still be getting 24-32 oz of formula per day as well as finger foods and some solids… CHECK! I also took her suggestion of skipping the stage three foods (in her words, they're disgusting) and went to the Gerber Graduates (cut up of course).  It worked and my big girl LOVED the ravioli and fruit bits for dinner. I think we've found that happy medium.

I'm ready to move. Straight up without feeling ashamed in saying it.. this house freaks me out during the week when Brandon's not here. I am sitting here right now freaking out because I keep hearing "bumps" like someone is coming up the stairs or messing around the kitchen.  I often wonder what I'm going to do when Sloane tells me someday that she's afraid of ghosts. I can't very well tell her: "me too".

Well, I hope whoever out there is interested has found my very first blog interesting.  It was fun, kind of like a journal that I know people will read.

Thanks for stopping by.. Love, Nicki