6 Months!!!

My water bottle!

Ha ha!!

Isn't this my changing table? What are you doing?


You're silly Momma!

Oh.. Momma... enough already.

I told you I was done!

Today, Mr Man is half a year old... can you believe it? I sure can't!

That Stats:

Weight: 18 lbs (50%)

Height: 26 1/4 in (50%)

This month Mr Man has conquered quite a few new things:

• He can sit up completely unassisted
• He babbles (dadadadadad) and squeals all the time
• He recognizes his own name
• He picks things up
• He reaches for stuff and schooches towards it
• He LOVES his Momma and Daddy!
• He rolls anywhere he wants to go
• He spins in a circle with his legs
  

This month Mr Man has:

• Tried on his Halloween costume (check back Halloween for the MOST adorable pic
• Wore his NY Giants sweat suit in a picture
• Went to a pumpkin patch
• Sat in some grass - he wasn't quite sure about that
• Went on LOTS of walks in his awesome strollers
• Went shopping for new clothes
• Wore lots of hats!
  

Some things Mr Man has taught his Momma:

• Patience
• Sleep Deprivation is not really that bad, especially when you get to see that face everyday
• Money isn't everything. Time means a whole lot more to me now.
• Playing on the floor is a lot more fun than buying new stuff.
• I always have a little more. Just when I think I am too tired and I have no more to give, I do.

Some things we are looking forward to:

• Our first Halloween
• Our first Thanksgiving
• Our first Christmas Eve and Christmas (no squid this year ;-)
• Visiting NY and all our relatives
• Being introduced to new fruits and vegitables!

PO'd!!!!

Today, I woke up at 4:30 in the morning (and had fasted since Midnight last night) to go and get my tilt table test. This was THE test to tell me why my BP is so low and why the fainting spells are occuring. I head out the door and I was ready for whatever they were going to throw at me.

First, (I need a Garmin) but I turned on the wrong highway - thank you Texas for naming highways a name and also a number. See, before I left hubs tells me to turn onto highway 12, so I am driving and looking and no highway 12. Then, all of sudden I see downtown right in front of me? Um... ok, I am not stupid and I realize I have gone too far. Call hubs. Hubs - pissed off that I can't find my way - yells to turn onto this highway. I, in turn, yell at him, telling him there is no highway called that, only some guys name. Oh guess what?? That's right, there are 2 names and apparently you are supposed to know all names to the highway.

Finally, I arrive at the hospital. I am escorted to day surgery, where they proceed to tell me to take off my clothes, put this awesome gown on (NOT!) and wait for the cardiologist. About 10 minutes later, the phone in my room rings. I thought they had the wrong number, so I let it ring, but it doesn't stop ringing. Hmm? So I pick it up.

"Hello?"

"Hi - Mrs (my name), this is the cardiologist and I am not sure why no one called you, but this test was cancelled. I don't know who dropped the ball, but we are not going to be able to do your test today."

"I'm sorry... WHAT? I just woke up at 4:30 in the morning, left my baby with my husband, drove all the way down here and now you can't do the test? Why?"

"I think it was an oversight with my office. We were supposed to have called and told you the test was cancelled."

At this point I think steam was actually coming OUT of my ears, when the cath lab manager came in to tell me how sorry he was. I accepted his apology, got dressed, headed home and here I am.

No freaking test. No freaking answers. Wide awake and starving. And no one to blame.

I am so pissed off I don't even know what to do. This was the last damn test. The final test to tell me what was wrong. OMG!

Wordless Wednesday

They call him Mr Mobile!

Crap-Tastic!

Last night the Giants lost to the craptastic Browns. I mean, really Eli, how many freakin interceptions can you throw in a game. Just when we look good and go against a 1-3 team (2 and 3 now) do we fall apart. BLUGH!

I have to get more blood drawn for more freaking tests today and I have to get an EKG. Is there anything else my docs would like to throw at me? I may look like a human pin cushion but I have feelings too :( Stop poking at me.. boo!

My grandmother tore some ligiments in her ankle and I am thinking about going up there. She is in an apartment in NY where there are only stairs, so I am worried she is being held hostage in her own apartment. It would be a lot with the baby (and no hubs) but sometimes Moms have to be SuperMoms! I can do it! Plus I would get to see all my family and they would finally get to meet B.

Anything craptastic about your day?

Rocks, Pebbles, Sand

I saw this on one of my favorite blogs, Sensibly Sassy, and I just couldn't resist sharing it with all of you.

I think this is just a great message! Thanks SS!!!

A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him.

When the class began, wordless, he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, rocks about two inches in diameter.

He then asked the students if the jar was full?

They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar gently. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. He then asked the students again if the jar was full.

The students laughed and then agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course , the sand filled up everything else.

"Now," said the professor, "I want you to recognize that this is your life. The rocks are the important things-your family, your partner, your children, your health,-anything that is so important to you that if it were lost, you would be nearly destroyed.

The pebbles are the other things that matter-your job, your house, your car.

The sand is everything else. The small stuff."

"If you put the sand into the jar first, there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks.

The same goes for your life. If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are really important to you."

"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Take care of the rocks first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities.

The rest is just sand..."

A baby bro, a baby boy and a FAB meal!

Baby Bro and B

B and his uncle (baby bro)

B, ready to go, in his NEW white shoes :)

Equals... the PERFECT Sunday!

First, the fam and in laws and ourselves went shopping (yippee!) Like I need more clothes, but I am NOT complaining. Ooohhh, I LOVE clothes. I found some really cute stuff at Express, but I will have to wait until they arrive under the tree. Squee! Oh man! I can't believe Christmas is right around the corner. Ohhhh yeah!

Then, we came home and watched the most brilliant Cowboy football game. Too bad they lost... actually I am ecstatic (on the inside - gotta keep the hubs happy) because I am a Giants fan, but they don't play until tomorrow. When they will be 5-0... OH YEAH!!!!

And finally, hubs cooked this AMAZING dinner of parmesan and rosemary crusted pork loin with asparagus and new potatoes. MMmmmm! Brilliant.

It was such a great day... how was yours?

Our first pumpkin patch...

See below for details :)