Christa Tuesday - 27 Weeks

Christa had her six-month checkup yesterday and it went really well. She is 26-1/2" long (73%) and weighs 15 pounds 13 ounces (42%) with a head circumference of 16-3/4" (56%). She got her shots and only cried for a very short while. The doctor did a urine sample and it wasn't "perfect" so I get to bring her back next week and try again. I guess girls have more going on downstairs than boys do so she wanted to rule out a UTI although she didn't seem overly concerned. We did see the beginning of a tooth in the lower left gum region that the doctor thinks may poke through within the week.
Miss Christa has a little bit of a cold right now with some sneezing and boogers so she hasn't been sleeping so great. Over the weekend she was up every couple hours and on Sunday night I decided to let her "cry it out" and not give her the boob to get her to go back to sleep. It was a rough half hour and the chupie had to come into play as did some back rubbing but she managed to go down for a solid 6 hours afterward so that's that. She's at the age where she doesn't need middle of the night feedings so this is what we must do. I'm a mean mommy.
On Saturday I put Christa on her blankie (she's long outgrown her wee mat with danglies) in front of the TV while I was doing a few things in preparation for Casey's party. I was gone a few minutes and came back to find her clear across the room. I immediately asked Casey if he moved her and although he denied it, I was convinced he did and he got sent to his room. Husband and I were with her and she proceeded to roll across the room so mommy owed Casey an apology and now realizes her little girl is on the move. Maria brought her a little walker thing and she is just trotting right along Maria's hardwood floors. I fear the future with a mobile baby friend.


Miscellaneous Birthday Fun Tymz Weekend Pics

 Casey's Lego Master Yoda Cake
 My baby daddy making crack-wings
Me & My Baby Friend, Christa tooty booty
 I'm taking the picture so that makes for four generations
 You know your party rocked when the night ends with post-bath naked bounce house time.
Christa reaping the benefits of her big brother's birthday
The Friday children looking super gangsta
Casey with Life-Sized Darth courtesy of BFF & Co. on his actual birthday.


Casey Will Be 4 Haiku Friday

 Just a few days old
With a cute little pucker
Just like his daddy
 A year just flew by
Curls to spare on his wee head
The best toes in town
And then he was two
And obsessed with Pixar's Cars
Brought them everywhere
Where'd my baby go?
Three years old and a big boy
A mind of his own
Sunday he'll be four
And on his way to Pre-K
A great big brother


Christa Tuesday - 26 Weeks

This photo was taken yesterday. My little girl is six months old. Half a year has flown by. How is this possible when I feel like I just brought her home from the hospital? Being pregnant seems like yesterday! She is sitting up pretty well now and managed to remain upright for her JCPenney pictures so that was super cute. Only six more months of living at that department store so I just can't wait for that to be done.
Christa is still working on mama and baba. She is very chatty lately and is puckering up her lips and blowing raspberries. She's also been crying a lot more than usual and I am going to blame that on a growth spurt because her appetite is insatiable. I think she also might just be frustrated that she's not able to really move on her own. She's not crawling yet but I think it is only a matter of time because she has been rolling from tummy to back and back to tummy like it is her job.
Other than that, it's just the same old baby stuff. She loves to grab things and shove them in her mouth. That 6 month sign only lasted about 1 minute after it was made because she tried to devour it. One thing I absolutely adore is that if I smile at her, she smiles back. "Beams" even, that's probably a better description. She also seems to know that her name is Christa so she'll look at you when you say her name. She's just a darn pleasure to have around and I can't get enough of her.


Mid-August Haiku Friday

Our family portrait
Has been postponed because of
Damaged male faces
Casey's eye's swollen
And Husband has broken out
Like a teenager
This week has been rough
Not sleeping and work's a bear
So beer me. Thank you.


Depression Hurts Everywhere

Because news of the passing of Robin Williams has been unavoidable, the topic of depression is being discussed openly and frequently. I decided to do a search on my use of the word "depression" here on the old blog and there were quite a few posts that popped up. I have definitely had my struggles over the years with this very topic although there has only been one instance when suicide became sort of a reality in my life. I don't think I knew at that time what depression was but I found myself frequently thinking terrible thoughts while I was driving that focused on self harm. I thought about what it would be like to drive the car off a cliff or into the center divider. I wondered what would happen if I threw myself from a car in motion if I was a passenger. It wasn't just a one-time thing, it went on for months.
Finally, one day, I found myself crying uncontrollably at work. It is sort of a stressful place sometimes and that day I guess I cracked. For some reason, I just ended up telling my boss and my dad that I was thinking terrible thoughts about hurting or killing myself. It wasn't a plan to commit suicide, but the thoughts definitely were fatalistic in nature. My boss gave me the number to a suicide hotline and to a psychologist his daughter used when she went through a nasty bout of depression. I remember calling that suicide hotline and wondering what the fuck I was doing, but I did it. And somehow it actually made me feel better.
I went to that therapist a few times and we talked at length about many, many things. At some point we concluded that I was pretty self aware and that maybe we had reached the point that therapy wasn't really going to be the solution to these thoughts. I talked to my doctor and we tried Prozac and Zoloft. I was medicated for years and eventually, just weaned off of them. I remember the shame and embarrassment I had because I was on anti-depressants but it seemed to pale in comparison to actually being depressed. I'm so glad I had people I trusted that I could turn to and talk to. I'm so grateful my harmful thoughts never became a reality.
In reading about depression and suicide in the wake of Robin Williams taking his own life, it has been interesting to see so many varying thoughts and perspectives. It's good to see discussions that weren't happening two days ago. It's very clear that the United States needs to shift its perspective and treatment of mental health issues and perhaps this is the catalyst. Silver linings are everywhere, we just need to look for them.


Christa Tuesday - 25 Weeks

I took the picture on the left in the garage last night after we got home from visiting my brother nad his family for Auntie's birthday. It's funny to see how much she fills out her car seat now compared to when we were bringing her home from the hospital. She's so big! Time is going by so quickly. She doesn't even resemble the baby we brought home. Thank the stars above, she is back to sleeping through the night which is so lovely. She has been consistently sleeping from 8-5 and I hope that remains the norm.
Christa's big accomplishment this week is sitting up for longer periods of time unassisted. When she tips over she basically splats on her face but while she's sitting her posture is rigid and upright. It's really cute. She also has been doing this thing when she's on her back where she will do an abdominal crunch as if she's trying to sit up. I think she's working on her core (#crossfit). She is also working on reaching and grabbing anything she can and shoving it into her mouth.
Other than that, it's just baby stuff. She's been working on saying "mom" I think. Lots of "M" sounds. Mum. Mama. Mom. That kind of thing. She was working on her Bs for a while but that got put on the back burner. She was sort of coughing last night because that was a sound she could make but not because she was coughing. She's also giggling a lot more and her tickle spot is above her left boob. A laugh is guaranteed if I pretend to eat her and gum her right there while saying nom nom nom. She's also ticklish under her chin around her collar bones. Nothing is sweeter than that laugh.


Movie Review Monday

Remember all the plans I told you I had for the weekend on Haiku Friday? Only one of them came to fruition thanks to Casey coming down with some crazy random tummy bug that had him on the potty pretty much all day on Saturday. I lost track around thirty flushes, poor fella. Sunday was better but we wanted to take it super easy so the only time we left the house all weekend was to see a matinee of Guardians of the Galaxy. Casey has been pretty obsessed with the idea of this movie and has seen the trailers about a million times but I'll admit I was apprehensive about taking a nearly-four-year old to a PG-13 movie.
While there is definitely some "language" in this movie, it's not much different from what he hears coming out of my mouth on any given day. The violence is no more than what he watches in his superhero cartoons on TV. It's nonstop action but beyond that, I laughed my butt off. I was telling Husband, this is a sci-fi-ish superhero movie but it didn't try to be all futuristic and unapproachable. It was totally silly and just all around awesome. I think the soundtrack really set a lighthearted and fun tone that made it all seem sort of unable to be dated despite it being set in present day time, if that makes sense.
I've been in love with Chris Pratt for years thanks to the loveable, doughy goof he plays on Parks & Recreation, but as Starlord, Andy Dwyer turns into a bona fide movie star. He's so dang charming (and handsome and ripped!) and I can absolutely see where the Harrison Ford/Han Solo comparisons are coming from. It seems silly to say, but I was absolutely smitten with Groot (who is basically a tree). Casey was enamored with Rocket the Raccoon. Drax the Destroyer was so very funny and totally huge. I didn't exactly care about Gamora, though. Sorry. I wish I did because I think the girls need someone to look up to but she was just not the one for me.
Casey loved this movie a whole lot, as did Husband and I. Casey even turned around mid-film and informed me he wanted the Guardians of the Galaxy Legos for his birthday. Sold! Anyway, talk about a summer blockbuster. Go see it. I'm offering a money back guarantee. Seriously. I literally wanted to watch it again immediately.

And since there should be at least one weekend picture, here is one I took of the boy in the lobby of the theater because he loves the Ninja Turtles. I think he's over me taking his picture all the time. What do you think?


Haiku Friday

Eventful weekend
We're trying to hit the fair
It's Christa's first time! 
And saying goodbye
To our good friends in Long Beach
That will be so sad
Maybe Guardians
Of the Galaxy as well
Bringing the boy child


The One Time I Cooked

I don't know how many of you reading this blog know this, but I don't cook. It's not that I "won't" or "can't" necessarily, I just get super angst about it. Husband is a very picky eater so I never really know what he wants to eat and if I do make something it is torture for me wondering if he really likes it or if he's faking it for me. He, on the other hand, actually loves cooking and does it well so it's not a big deal that I don't cook. It's just the way it is and if it ain't broke, don't fix it, right?
When he was in San Diego, I would just make a sandwich or eat mac'n'cheese or something simple during the week because dinner was not that important to me. Then he started living with us full time after Christa was born and he was cooking every night and has been until yesterday. Yesterday, he started working in Moorpark which means he has a longer commute and is getting home later. Last night, I took the bull by the horns and decided if I didn't make dinner, we wouldn't be eating until much later than I am accustomed to. I have no idea what I am doing when it comes to cooking because it isn't strictly measured out like baking is. Baking is where I excel.
I looked in the fridge and saw some chicken thighs just waiting to be cooked. Despite my disgust when it comes to handling raw meat, I took that chicken out of the fridge and put it on a baking sheet. I Googled "How do I bake chicken" and found the directions to heat the oven to 350 degrees and cook it for an hour. Luckily, on that same link, it gave me an idea of how much and what seasonings I should use. I winged it but I did it. Then I got started on a side of Rice-A-Roni (the San Francisco treat!). BOOM! A meal was on its way to being created.
You guys, that chicken came out so nice. The skin was crispy and seasoned perfectly. The meat was moist and cooked thoroughly. The Rice-A-Roni was done just right. Husband inhaled it but I still had that angst that he was just faking it for me because prior to digging in he said he was so hungry he'd be happy to eat our dog, Betty. He assured me repeatedly to the point of annoyance that I done good. And then I proceeded to text all my girlfriends and call my brother to be validated and praised. Ha! Yeah... I feel good about the chicken. I'm just not sure I'm ready to approach beef just yet.


My First Field Trip

Today I had the pleasure of taking Casey and his school friends on a field trip to Gull Wings Children's Museum. Husband got to chaperone last month and I got jealous and wanted to do it too. This summer they have already been to a Farmer's Market in Ventura, Chuck E Cheese, and now this. Still to come next week? A walk to McDonald's. Big time, you guys.
 Here is Astronaut Casey and a pal in the Orion Space Capsule
 Here he is being super sexy casual near a microscope all science like
 Here he is with a 1950s Oxnard model train set
This? This is the best. Four children in my car. Thank goodness for the Ford Flex fitting all of us comfortably. I'm glad Miss Erica came along for the ride, too! It was a full house. We had so much fun. I'm so grateful I work across the street from Casey's daycare and that my job is flexible enough to allow me to be a mommy during business hours.


Christa Tuesday - 24 Weeks

My little angel sure knows how to make my morning. My mom always told me to greet the kids with a smile when they woke so they would be happy babies and it turns out she was right. No matter what time of night or morning, if I smile at Christa she beams right back at me. Way to make me feel like a million bucks, Tutu. And yes, that's her nickname and it's pronounced "thu thu" or Thuthi or Christa-tooty-booty. One day we dropped Christa off at Maria's in a little outfit with a tutu and my niece squealed "thu-thu!" and that was it. A terrible nickname was born, just like how Casey became Capood.
Christa is really acing the food game. I gave her some nibbles of my pancakes on Sunday and it changed her tiny life. She eats the Gerber stuff and chugs bottles and has boobs and is growing like a weed. There is nothing like seeing your child thrive and flourish. She's also become SUPER HANDSY. While she nurses, she pulls at the loose skin on my boob. She grabs hair like it's her job. If something is in her reach she lunges for it. If she gets something in those little mitts, she attacks it like a rabid dog. It's all just too much. She's just a cute little baby friend and I'm so lucky to have a daughter I like so much.


Street Food Cinema

Some time ago, Casey's day care administrator, Miss Deanna, mentioned she had seen a movie in a park and that she wanted to go see The Goonies when it came to Glendale. I told her I would love to do something like that even though it's quite a drive from Oxnard and I always freak out a bit when it comes to doing things without Husband and the kids. Because I am a spaz. Well, she wasn't hearing any of that and bought me a ticket and I was basically told I was going. I've had that ticket lying on my dresser for weeks and weeks and finally, this past Saturday, we attended Street Food Cinema.
This photograph is a secret squirrel shot of Camryn Grimes, an actress from The Young & The Restless. I spied her while we were in line for the food trucks. She's the one in the flannel looking kind of right at me. Ha! I love celebrity sightings. I'm so good at them. I just didn't care enough to interrupt her so I stalked her like a weirdo. Neat.
This is a photograph of a beignet that Miss Deanna devoured rabidly and my Wachos. Never heard of Wachos? Me neither which is why I had to have them. It is essentially waffle cut french fries smothered with the following: nacho cheese, ranch dressing, buffalo wing sauce, guacamole and grilled scallions and onions. If I had been stoned at the time I inhaled this, I literally would have died and gone straight to heaven. Not pictured here that I also ate? A lobster roll and a dessert sandwich made of two chocolate chip cookies with mint-n-chip ice cream middle. Dude, I dig food trucks. And eating ravenously.
This is the park behind the uber-fancy Glendale Galleria where we ate lots of food and listened to a band play and just to the left of that building was an inflatable movie screen where we watched the movie until it began to rain quite heavily out of nowhere. It was a 90 degree day and at first the rain was welcomed but then the reality of being soaked was something we just weren't willing to be a part of because we are Californian weenies. We left in the middle of the movie which is sort of typical right? I finally get to go do something solo and it's ruined by rain. Oh well, at least it was a movie I have seen a million times so it's not like I didn't know how it ends.
In closing I will leave you with this photograph of one of the most spectacular sunsets I have seen in some time. I had such a lovely time with my new friend and I can't wait to go on more lady dates that don't include Husband or the children despite how much fun I have with them. Mama needs some me time and this really cemented it.


Hello August Haiku Friday

I'm feeling emo
So the blog has been quiet
At a loss for words
Caught in the crossfire
And feeling like a scapegoat
When I meant no harm
Dumb silent treatments
Are the absolute worst thing
Make your mind run wild