Perfectly...Imperfect
6.21.2009
The Family that Plays Together, Stays Together
For fathers day this year the Greens, and a few extra, had a bbq and played Wii. It was fun watching everyone lose to me...the best Wii player ever!! I love the family!
6.17.2009
Back Update
6.14.2009
Bad Habits
I was in the grocery store this morning and from an isle over I could hear "let him see it, I want to show it to him." I looked over and there was a mom, showing a little 3 month old boy a bunch of toys and a water scooper for bathtime fun. I thought , now, that's a mom. I do that. Every time I buy Ryan anything I have to ask him if he likes it, or if he wants it. If a toy will put a smile on my kids face...he gets it. I know, I know; I am teaching him a wonderful lesson that will translate into him being a total pain in my ass in about 5 years. But I don't care; I love to see him smile. People have asked me why I need to go to the measure that I am for Ryan's birthday, when he won't even remember it. I know he doesn't care, but I do. He wont remember, but I will. These people are obviously not parents. The cake, the party, the balloons, the banner, the invitations; its all for me and Shane. And of course the scrapbook possibilities at your kids first birthday party are endless.
Lately I have been struggling with the very common, first time parent problem: I think My kid Doesn't Like Me. I recently injured my back and I am unable to play with, pick up, or pretty much do anything that involves moving around, with Ryan. (not Ryan exclusively...all children or small animals for that matter) I seem to be losing the bond that I had developed during my famous 6 months as a stay at home mommy/crazy. I see him reach out for Shane and sometimes I get the feeling that he doesn't think that I am fun, or if he even knows that I'm his mom. I'm sure that this will pass. I'm waiting for my new crazy life that involves me, a working mom, and my kid (hopefully soon that will be "kids") to be just plain-old normal life again. If I continue to have a positive role in his life he will come around. Until then, I am making progress with my injury and hopefully I will be as good as new one day soon. I am trying to be more active and in return strengthening my back and core muscles. I will keep everyone posted on my progress.
Side note: I must say that everyday that I go into work I love it more and more. Its hard to hear about people that hate their job. They should work in PM, its one crazy guy swimming with snakes in the community pool away from being the best place & job on earth!
Lately I have been struggling with the very common, first time parent problem: I think My kid Doesn't Like Me. I recently injured my back and I am unable to play with, pick up, or pretty much do anything that involves moving around, with Ryan. (not Ryan exclusively...all children or small animals for that matter) I seem to be losing the bond that I had developed during my famous 6 months as a stay at home mommy/crazy. I see him reach out for Shane and sometimes I get the feeling that he doesn't think that I am fun, or if he even knows that I'm his mom. I'm sure that this will pass. I'm waiting for my new crazy life that involves me, a working mom, and my kid (hopefully soon that will be "kids") to be just plain-old normal life again. If I continue to have a positive role in his life he will come around. Until then, I am making progress with my injury and hopefully I will be as good as new one day soon. I am trying to be more active and in return strengthening my back and core muscles. I will keep everyone posted on my progress.
Side note: I must say that everyday that I go into work I love it more and more. Its hard to hear about people that hate their job. They should work in PM, its one crazy guy swimming with snakes in the community pool away from being the best place & job on earth!
6.11.2009
6.07.2009
6.03.2009
Our Day Off
Today started at 5 am. It's not that early on a normal work day, but today is our day off. It sucked to get up, but Shane needed to be awake early to go get my bike anyway. I was so excited, but then realized that it was defective. Shane took it back and brought home a different one. We wanted to get out early this morning so it wasn't too horribly HOT. We went around the neighborhood a bit...Ryan started screaming and the bike seat was bruising my ass. Our first bike trip ended pretty quickly. We are going to try again tomorrow. We have figured out that when it comes to Ryan anything new has to be done slowly, or he freaks out and shuts down. I wonder which parent he gets that from?
We started putting together Ryan's birthday invitations. We made them ourselves because the cost for 25 printed invitations online was the better part of $100 bucks. I'm still trying to find a cake. I did finally decide on a jungle/monkey theme. We figured that would fit seeing how we call him "monkey"...and he acts and smells like a monkey.
We went into Chandler to get Ryan's blood drawn. The ladies prepped him and then just stuck the needle in. I was hyper ventilating and Ryan DIDN'T EVEN MOVE. Not Even a little bit...nothing. I was impressed. It's sad when you realize that your almost one year old child is so much braver than you. But in my defense, I had a horrific experience when I had to have blood drawn when I was pregnant.
We started putting together Ryan's birthday invitations. We made them ourselves because the cost for 25 printed invitations online was the better part of $100 bucks. I'm still trying to find a cake. I did finally decide on a jungle/monkey theme. We figured that would fit seeing how we call him "monkey"...and he acts and smells like a monkey.
We went into Chandler to get Ryan's blood drawn. The ladies prepped him and then just stuck the needle in. I was hyper ventilating and Ryan DIDN'T EVEN MOVE. Not Even a little bit...nothing. I was impressed. It's sad when you realize that your almost one year old child is so much braver than you. But in my defense, I had a horrific experience when I had to have blood drawn when I was pregnant.
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