It's been one of THOSE mornings

2011 can suck it

2011-05-21T21:50:00.003-05:00

So far 2011 has been dissapointment after dissapointement. Im hoping to turn that around from here on out. Im putting it out there.. 2011 you WILL be better from now until...forever. Take that! But really, Im expecting big things from you 2011.. good things.

Anyway, another semestter done. I've only got about 40 more college hours to go.. at this rate I should be done before the next Apocalypse.

So what's new in my world..
My husband got a new job.. Winning!
Livi is now a mobile human being, she walks upright like the best of us.. Winning!
Jack cut off his Justin Bieber locks...Winning!
Haley got voted off American Idol.. NOT Winning! Come on America!

I've been kinda bumming around since school got out.. laying low. Well actually I've been sort of wrapped up in family situations. My beautiful grandmother who was diagnosed two years ago with stage 4 breast cancer fell ill and passed away. I say suddenly, but we should have known it was coming at some point.. chemo wasn't working and the cancer kept spreading.

Cancer.. it sucks. I am so amazed that we cannot crack this enigma. We can send people to the moon, we can figure out how to send bits of information to who knows where(aka the Internet), we can kill Osama..but we cannot crack the cancer code. It really bums me out.

I am trying to join the real estate world.. trying. It is hard. I don't usually ever have to study. Things just kind of come naturally to me. Not this. Please do not ask me what an escheat is or what eminent domain means. Because I wont know. Even though I have been trying to study in the midst of all my drama... It just will not stick in my brain. Nothing will. It is like as soon as school lets out my brain shuts off. It goes on vacation.. hopefully somewhere tropical. I need some sun.

No bueno

2011-03-31T22:50:00.002-05:00

Having a sick baby is about as fun as this.

Livi had a double ear and double eye infection this past week. Mr. O and I have been walking around like zombies.

It started off with a temp. of 103.3 and an abundant of whining. Really I might have wanted to sit through that lecture rather than that again. Poor baby :(

Festivities

2011-03-27T18:39:00.003-05:00

ok it is time for a new post.. every time I get on here I see that scary picture of me. YIKES!

SO my little one is turning one in a couple of weeks. This is very sad for many reasons.

1. She is growing to quickly.

2. She is our very last.. so last 1st b-day celebrations.

3. Reminds me of how fast time goes and how each day I must cherish it..

4. I am getting older.

We, er I, am in the midst of planning this 1st birthday extravaganza. Her birthday attire is planned out. Her invitations are made. Her menu is planned out. Now we just need to buy everything.

I LOVE planning parties but I hate throwing them. Really I hate cleaning up after everyone.

Our theme for her is PINK.

Everything is going to be pink and girly and yummy. I can't wait!

yawn

2011-03-02T08:12:00.003-06:00

I'd say it's been one of those mornings. What do you think:

Oh yeah. I'm putting this out there. Way embarrassing..but way worth it to capture how I really feel.

Livi, who is now 10.5 months old, continues to wake up in the middle of the night. Screaming. Bloody murder. NOT FUN.

Most of the time we cannot do anything to soothe her and most of the time we just plop her down in bed with us, which again does not soothe her. Therefore we have a screaming bloody murder 10.5 month old who is now screaming in our ears.

This has been going on for 10.5 months. So let us calculate this.. 10.5 + 9= WAY TOO MANY months of NO SLEEP. I'm tired y'all(my Texan comes out when I'm sleepy)

Sometimes she has what we call moments of insanity because that is what we are both feeling when she does this, she just screams. For what seems like hours. That is so not normal.. or maybe it is, who knows?

All I know is that I wish I drank caffeine on mornings like this. A big ol' cup of Joe sounds amazing right about now.

Sunday Funday

2011-02-22T22:20:00.003-06:00

Yeah, I know it's already Tuesday, but I wanted to share our family outing. Which we have decided to make a family tradition for Sundays. We decided to take a trip down town to Market Square. It is a little market that is rich in Mexican culture. There are yummy restaurants chalk full of enchiladas, rice, beans and margaritas..yum! There are panderias aka bakeries which sell the yummiest Mexican pasteries and cookies. Probably chalk full of lard, but delicious none the less. Best part is you can buy beer and walk around and shop at all the different tiendas aka shops, which have goodies from Mexico. All in all it makes for a satisfying trip, especially if you are not familiar with these things.

After grabbing some a quick bite to eat out on the patio of a local restaurant we walked around and took in the people. Jack wanted to ride a mechanical bull and Roland wanted to listen to the music.. I just wanted to shop, so we did it all.

Me and the mister looking pleasantly PLUMP. This picture has inspired me to start up my P90X, FOR REAL this time! I also got Mr. O excited about doing it by making it a competition. hehe

Jack riding the bull :)

The kiddies trying to look cute. Olivia just wants to be left alone with her quesadilla.

No One Ever Told Me

2011-02-16T20:37:00.002-06:00

I thought motherhood was hard before, back when I was single. I was so wrong. I look back at those times and while it was hard being alone it wasn't all that much harder. Now, being a wife and a mother of two. That is hard. I gained 2 more people to take care of...

No one ever told me that this would be hard. Enjoyable and worth every blood, sweat and tear but hard.

Add being a full time student into that mix and you have yourself a full blown crazy woman. I have no more me time and if I do I feel guilty about it.

I have wanted to post a witty fun blog for the past couple months. Nothing has come out of it. I don't even think I have any followers anymore.. my fault. So anyways...

I now have a sarcastic fun loving 4 year old and a 10 month old that we swear is training for a food eating contest. Livi, Livi, Livi.. that girl can eat. She is going to take over Man vs. Food one day, no joke. She can eat an entire grilled cheese sandwich, fries, fruit, baby puffs(only mothers of babies know these heaven sent treats) and a bottle. She is like a dog, whenever I try sneaking a cookie she can smell it and immediately crawls fast over to my feet. It's odd. The weirdest part is she has no teeth. None. She gums everything.. she makes it work.

Jack is becoming such a little man. But he is still such a big baby. The boy cries for EVERYTHING. He started crying the other day because when he blew his nose it was too loud. I am starting to save now for him, not because of college but because of therapy sessions in his future. If you ask him what he wants to be when he grows up, his most recent reply is an acrobat. ???

Never a dull moment in the O House.

Maegan's Favorite Things

2010-12-13T16:49:00.008-06:00

1. Volupsa Candles

I love the scents. I love the packaging. I love it ALL. gimme

gimme gimme!

2.Anthropologie

Love, love, love this store! I could probably spend

hours looking at everything. I love their clothes,

accessories but mostly I love their home decor.

Any time I need home inspiration you can find me

looking at their website.

3. TOM's Shoes

How could you not love these cute shoes? They come in so many different colors and patterns. They add the perfect finishing touch to your jeans and tee's AND they are comfortable. But most important is they are shoes with a cause... with ever purchase they donate a pair to someone in need of shoes. How awesome is that?!? So go buy some and make a difference! You'll thank me later.

4. This website. She is awesome and makes me want to have little parties all the time. I happened upon her website when looking for cute things to do for Jack's birthday party...can't believe my boys is 4!

5. KitchenAid Mixer

How did I survive without this? Really? I am a baking fool now that I have this awesome kitchen staple. Everyone should own one. This green is awesome color too! Mine is white.. but still does the trick!

These are definitely just a handful of things I love. I got this idea from the lovely, Mrs. B over at her blog.. check it out, here *.(click that star :) )

My New Venture

2010-10-15T13:49:00.003-05:00

Im in cupcake mode. I have been on. the. go. since I started school. I decided to start a new business while going to school extra full time, ya know keep life interesting.

This means I have had zero time to gather my thoughts and write on my lovely blog. Im actually in the middle of baking two new flavors as I type. Im a multi-tasker!

Back to the grind, gotta ice some cakes. Work is so tough.

Bouncing Baby Boy

2010-08-06T12:40:00.004-05:00

Jack, Jack, Jack. I love him..he is my first born and will always hold a special place in my heart. He is however being exceptionally three lately. I don't understand the term "terrible twos". It should be "HORRENDOUS AWFUL TEMPER TANTRUM THREES". He has been home with me everyday this summer. This has proven two things to me.. A) Im not made up for this staying at home mom stuff and B) Jack was born with cotton in his ears, this would explain why I have to repeat myself over and over and over again for him to understand what I am saying.

He has however been a huge help with the baby...as much as a 3 year old can help. He is awesome at throwing away diapers. He loves his baby sister with a deep passion. More so than any sibling i have ever seen. He wants to constantly hold her and kiss her, its kinda cute. Something I will be reminding him when she is 13 and wants to tag along where ever he goes.

Just the other night I was re-tucking him into bed, he always looks so peaceful when he sleeps. So peaceful that just by the looks of him you would never suggest that he just got finish running a moc, creating a cloud of chaos where he ran. He slept with me for the first 2 years of his life so I decided to slip into bed with him for a little bit and snuggle. I whispered into his little ear, "Goodnight baby". He responded, " Goodnight mommy". Then I whispered, " I love you" and he replied so quiet and sleepily, "Mommy".."Yes, son".. " My butt itches"

Awe. So sweet. He is definitely a boy.

Summertime and the Living's Easy

2010-08-04T22:35:00.003-05:00

What feeds my soul

2010-07-22T19:54:00.000-05:00

Livi Laughs from Maegan Olguin on Vimeo.

Love Story PART II

2010-07-05T15:15:00.001-05:00

How many people in your life time tell you that your love story would make for a good movie or novel? We get this a lot. I find it somewhat humorous. I mean yes, I believe my little love history has some unique qualities but I don’t think I see Julia Roberts playing me anytime in the future. More like Scarlet Johansen…just sayin..

So I left off with love at first sight. Well it was somewhat that…Did I think I was going to marry this clueless bartender? No. I just thought I’d flirt a little and get my friend and me some FREE illegal drinks. Hah! Well it worked. Men are so easy. Helpless…and easy.

I ended up chatting it up with him in between his other customers. I remember feeling a twinge of jealousy if he sparked a conversation with another female in there. But you never show that up front ladies. Always reel in the boys before showing your true colors..then they are less likely to think you are completely crazy. Kidding..kinda.

He came to my friend and mine’s rescue at one point when an overly obnoxious guy from Boston tried to pick us up. I wanted to scream at him, “Hey Boston Rob! Back off, I’m 20!” But that wouldn’t have worked, our cover would have been blown. The fact that he took the time to shoo off creepazoid sparked my interest even more. A man that comes to my rescue? It completely felt Damsel in Distress-esque.

My friend and I ended up going to that little hole in the wall bar for the rest of the week. One night this cute bartender and I got to really talk because the place was dead. I believe he actually ended up closing the place and it was just us. Talking. Him telling me about his past..his family..You know, getting to know each other. Looking into each other’s eyes. I believe we sneaked in our first kiss at this point. There may or may not have been some alcohol involved with this scenario. A lot of it.

I will let your imagination take it from here. Let’s just say it was the first and last time I snuck out of someone’s apartment at 7 am, leaving them a note. WHAT?! I was YOUNG…SPONTANEOUS…STUPID..Don't do this..it’s really bad.

Needless to say that was one of the last times I saw that cute bartender. I was too embarrassed with how I handled myself to want to see him again. I was a good girl. Not a slut. This was not a typical situation for me to be in. Scared, I ended up famously taking the morning after pill(just in case) and wrote this guy out of my life for good. I even deleted his number from my phone….

Love Story PART I

2010-06-28T16:46:00.003-05:00

I'm lucky for fate. Thankful for it. It's practically what I owe my life to. It was fate that led me to love. Well, Smirnoff had a bit to add to the beginning but fate took over from there.

Four years ago, my best friend was coaxing me to go out with her. I didn't want to at the time because I was too busy drowning in my own problems. Boy problems to say the least...they are center of all young females problems aren't they? But I obliged to her coaxing when she said the bartender was cute. My thinking at the time? If one doesn't like me, than on to the next. This, I believe, should be all young females way of thinking. Don't waste your time on silly boys...

So off we went. It was this little hole in the wall place on a side of town I didn't really frequent. But the catch was they didn't ask for I.D.s..this was important since I was only 20.

We walked in and sat down like old pros. Then he walked up and asked what we'd like.

Yup..this is my love story. I met my one and only at a smoke filled bar. Not only that but he was the bartender. I love that people have such negative connotations with meeting your true love at such a dirty place. But I owe my life to that hole in the wall.

What struck me first about him were his eyes and his smile. Then he turned around...his butt was a cherry on top. I knew as soon as I laid eyes on him that he would be a love interest of mine someday.

Feliz Cumpleanos

2010-06-25T22:35:00.005-05:00

I'll reach a quarter of a century old tomorrow. I'm not sure how I feel about this milestone. Can I still say I'm in my early twenties? or is this considered mid-twenties? Wow. 25..I'm gonna embrace it. BRING IT ON 25. I can take it!

I hope that the next 5 years that leads me to 30's door can be as eventful and amazing.

Since turning 20, a lot of wonderful things have happen to me.

I had the man of my dreams:

I met & married the man of my dreams:

We added the cherry on top with this sweetness:

I've had my sweet moments, my stupid moments, my ignorant moments, my enlightening moments...I would never trade a single of those in for something else.

I love my twenties so far...if the 30's are better than I welcome them. I cant imagine life getting anymore blissful than this.

After Baby Blues

2010-06-15T22:24:00.005-05:00

Must eat this:

To look like THIS:

BUT...I eat this:

And look like this:

Mr. O and I start P90X on Monday. For real this time...It's been sitting in the box on our bed for 9 MONTHS. I've had an excuse..I've been pregnant. Him not so much..he was just reaping the benefits of having a pregnant wife, i.e. increase amount of cookies in the household.

I have a personal trainer that I will be seeing twice a week. I am also signing up for a marathon which is in November. Since having Baby O I have ran a total of 3/4 mile AND it kicked my ass.

WISH US LUCK!

Wow. Who Knew?

2010-06-08T11:03:00.003-05:00

Who knew that life with two kids would be so much different than life with one? It's been awhile since my last update. Sorry about that...life got in the way.

So updates..

Jack just finished his first year of school. He is now stuck at home with me doing nothing. I am currently trying to come up with free ideas that keep him busy. Keyword being FREE. Kids are kinda expensive and so are their activities. That's enough to keep you non preggos on some birth control!

We also wrapped up his first soccer season. 2010 marks another milestone: I became an official soccer mom this year. I loved watching him play. He isn't an overly aggressive child. He seems to be more of a "Make love, Not war" type a person. He would run amongst the other kids, acting as if he was trying to get the ball but would never truly reach out and take it. He also mostly pranced up and down the field. Any time he would be in possession of the ball he would run off the field and give Ro and I a high five. He is hilarious.

Olivia is already hitting the 2 month mark this Saturday. I cannot believe its been two months. She has the life I want. Eats, sleeps, poops. Ah...Heavenly right? I'm pretty sure I gave birth sloth.

A cute sloth.

I had a baby...

2010-04-28T14:37:00.003-05:00

First night into the world

Proud Big Brother with his new Baby Sister

It's been awhile since my last update. I didn't think anyone was reading until my grandma emailed me to update this thing.

On April 12 at 11:18 am my family and I were blessed with a beautiful baby girl. Olivia was welcomed into this world with open arms. I really haven't been able to put her down since. I can't believe its been two weeks already.

I went into labor on April 11. My husband and I decided, after counting contractions for 2 hours, to head up to the hospital even though I was 3 weeks early. I was admitted at 12 am and after two failed epidural, I pushed her out almost twelve hours later. Despite her long labor, I adored her as soon as she was placed on my chest.

She weighed a whopping 6 lbs. 4 oz. and was 18 1/4 in. long.

Everyday has been an adventure with her even though all she does is SLEEP. I'm trying something new with her that I didn't do with Jack and that is....BREAST FEEDING. Don't let anyone tell you that its easier. I have been struggling with it since DAY 1. But its Day 16 and we are still going strong..and she is growing so I'm doing something right! So no more pregnancy blog...now it will be a breast feeding blog. Kidding..

So....Im gonna have a baby

2010-04-07T20:55:00.002-05:00

Yeah. You read that right. I'm having a baby and soon. Went to my doctor this morning and I'm already 3 cm. dilated. That's exciting news for pregnant women to hear when they are ending their blissful pregnancy and are in the miserable phase.

If she decides to keep baking for the next couple weeks, she will be manually evicted on April 28. So either way I'm having an April baby..yay!

Now its really time to get Jack prepared. We have been extremely open about everything going on. He helped with her room. He has picked out stuff for her. We even got him a book about being a big brother.

I'm actually amazed at how into it he is. He really loves babies. He will go up to random babies all the time to see and touch them..it's pretty cute. I for one think he will be an awesome big brother.

I cannot wait to be holding both my babies! I can wait to change poop diapers, but guess that comes with having a baby eh? Just when I was done wiping other people's butts....

36th week

2010-04-05T14:56:00.002-05:00

I am going crazy. The End.

Really though..Thank God we are not elephants and have to be pregnant for 2 years. I'd never have children.

I'm just so irritable lately. I think I'm getting restless leg syndrome. I cant stop contracting. I contract EVERYDAY..Some bad some not so bad. My feet hurt. My hips hurt. My head hurts. My husbands ears hurt from me bitching so much. We are ALL ready.

Come on Baby O! We are anxiously awaiting your arrival.

Sweet Dreams

2010-03-28T20:20:00.002-05:00

Pregnancy dreams have to be the craziest. I often wake up in the middle of a night after an elaborate pregnancy dream and think, "Hot Damn! I should write that down. That would make a crazy movie and me, millions..." Of course writing those dreams down isn't the top priority when I wake up. Its more of pushing myself to a sitting position and waddling to the bathroom as fast as I can in the dark. An impossible feat, I should be rewarded for my agility at 3 am.

Anyways...lately I have been having dreams about our impending arrival. They usually take place after labor. I'm usually holding my little babe wrapped up all snug in her blanket.

But something weird happened last night. That reminded me of another dream I had back in August. So let me rewind to August's dream, this was pre-wedding and pre-baby...

I had a dream that my mother was watching my kids and I had to meet them at the store to pick them up. Jack was about five or six years old. He was lanky but looked the same. Then there was an addition, in case you didn't pick up on the fact that I typed kids, There was a little girl. She was walking already so about 1.5 or two years old. She was wearing long shorts and a strappy shirt. She had her curly blond hair up in a messy ponytail, typical of most two year olds. My mom had one on each hand and was bringing them towards me.

This dream was so vivid. It didn't involve anything crazy, but I distinctly remember that image. I woke up and told my now husband. He laughed saying it would come true someday. I laughed and said, like hell it wont. Guess he knows better than I. I shared the dream with my mom she laughed and said it better not come true anytime soon..

Well, little did we all know that God had other plans. He knew exactly what was going on and I like to think he gave me a little glimpse into my future.

So last night I had a dream...it wasn't too crazy like most of my dreams have been. But it was vivid. It took place at my mom's house and lo and behold had that same little girl. She was reaching for some juice on top of the counter top.

I'm wondering if she is going to look ANYTHING like this little one in my dreams.

I never doubt the power of some dreams. Some are just crazy and no matter how much you try to make sense out of it you won't. Like the one the other day where my breast milk turned to red kool-aid. I'm sure you cant look that up in the dream dictionary.

33 weeks 6 days

2010-03-22T22:53:00.002-05:00

I've got about about 6 weeks. Well, 6 weeks tomorrow. I cant believe it!

But really...I'm getting miserable. More and more and more each day. You really forget how trying this last month is. The entire pregnancy is like running a marathon, this last month being the half that burns the most but you know if you keep running there is the finish line straight ahead.

We have a 3D ultrasound tomorrow..last time we went she was so breeched the tech couldn't get a picture. She better have flipped..that's all I'm saying. If not then I am curious as to what is giving me so much pressure in the hoo hah. Yeah. I just called my vagina a hoo hah.

Also, whats with the incredible nesting urge? It was enjoyable at first...but now my house just doesn't even come close to looking clean to me. I once used to sweep shit under the rug and not feel bad. Now I have sweep everything up and vacuum that same damn rug and make sure every string is pointed correctly. grrrrrrrrr.

I can no longer take a bite of anything without instant heartburn. It's crazy. Who knew that milk could give you heartburn?

Plus, the worst thing..I'm walking like a damn penguin, er Waddling, like a damn penguin. I could seriously get the lead role in March of the Penguins II.

ok off to bed. Time to get at least 4 hours of interrupted sleep.

Baby O's Nursery

2010-03-20T19:58:00.004-05:00

I never really got a nursery with Jack. He shared a room with me at the time so we just painted my room and put up his crib. Exciting, but not the same...

Today my aunt and grandma came over and with some help of my husband, we completely repainted her room and put everything in it's place. Everyone is accusing me of nesting...guess so. This is a good sign right? Sign that she is ALMOST here?

Everything looks absolutely perfect. I cannot wait for her to see it. Here are some pictures. It is still lacking some art work. I'm gonna be searching the Etsy pages to pick the perfect pictures to tie it all together.

Here are some pictures of the finished product. The color, which is hard to see in the pictures, is called Ballet White. It is a mixture of white & pink...I love the little hint of pink it gives, definitely not overkill.

Everything is done now all we need is her. :)

Stick A Fork In Me

2010-03-16T11:48:00.002-05:00

Last night was the labor portion of our birthing class. As an introduction, we had to say who we were, our doctor and an adjective describing how we felt.

Mine was DONE. Husband agreed...he's done too. This adjective meant more things than one. I'm done with being pregnant. I'm done with having kids and husband is done with me complaining. My list of complaints right now is far too long to blog about.

Now don't get me wrong. I think pregnancy is a beautiful thing. I consider myself extremely lucky to experience this miracle..I mean think about it, I'm growing a HUMAN. I can't even grow a plant. But I'm growing a human that will breathe and think and walk all on its own. She will even go onto being President of the United States one day. Just throwing the high expectations out now....

And while I love that we women get this super amazing gift...I'm just done.

I'm 33 weeks today. I have 7 more to go until my due date. This is considering she didn't get the eviction notice. She has about 30 days to make an appearance or else.

It's strange though...I was taking a shower earlier and it really came to me that I'm getting close to the end. I can see the finish line. The proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. If only she would drop a little, then I would finally be able to breathe.

I think more than anything, more than being done with being pregnant. I'm really anticipating holding my little girl. I'm done holding her in my belly...I'm ready to hold her in my arms.

Spring Has Sprung

2010-03-12T15:22:00.003-06:00

Today marks the first day of Spring Break. Jack is off of school from now until March 22. Please help me find the strength...KIDDING

I'm looking forward to our mommy and Jack time, this is his last vacay until baby sister comes. I'm trying to come up with different activities for us to do. So far we went to the bank, got my car washed and went to Sonic. You know, what every kid wants to do on their Spring Break.

Right now he is taking a nap...mommy's favorite part of Spring Break. Kidding, again!

The weather is amazing here. Its sunny and so spring like. It makes me want to go to the lake or the beach. Think I could go down to South Padre Island and fit in? I don't think I'd stick out at all amongst the 1000s of skinny college girls..what do you think?

Hubby and I had a doctor's appointment last Wednesday. All looks good with Baby O. Heartbeat was nice and strong AND I have only gained 26 lbs total. This is quite the accomplishment. By this time with Jack I had gained over 40 lbs. and was still going... I'm actually really surprised. I've been eating like CRAZY. Not only have I been eating, but I have been thinking about food constantly...my Facebook status' have been nothing but food related. I just noticed this yesterday..so embarrassing.

Ok..off to get a cookie.

32 weeks

2010-03-09T16:24:00.001-06:00

Today marks my 32nd week of being pregnant. Amazing if you ask me. Amazing that I've been a vessel for human growth, amazing that I made it to 32 after the scare at 29 and amazing that I haven't had a beer since August. mmm...beer. I want one so bad. I swear I'm not an alcoholic, but now that its getting warm, a nice cold one sounds delish.

Last night hubby and I started our Labor classes. Unfortunately, the nurse who does the labor portion of the series was sick so they started it with the "What to do with a Newborn" class. The class we would have probably skipped..I think we both have changed our fair share of diapers.

So we sat through a 4 hour refresher course. Learned how to bathe, feed, swaddle and care for a newborn. As we were dressing our baby doll it really hit me. We are going to be doing this for real in a couple weeks. I'm gonna be honest, I panicked a little.

Lately, we have been wondering how this new child will fit into our family. How is Jackson going to take it? He seems excited now but that's because he isn't sharing our attention yet. We wonder how we will discipline a girl compared to a boy and have plenty of what if questions.

These next 8 weeks should fly by...I have my baby shower this Sunday. Exciting! Plus a lot of activities lined up for my little man. Well they better fly by, these baby kicks are getting extremely painful.

March Madness

2010-03-05T11:32:00.002-06:00

This month is going to be so busy. Every single weekend we have something planned. But I'm looking at this as a plus since it will make this month go by faster. We are starting off this weekend with a much needed date night. It will more than likely be our last, so we are gonna take full advantage of it.

Tomorrow morning we have our 3D/4D Ultrasound scheduled. I'm SO excited to see Baby O again.

Next week we begin our labor classes. I know hubby is REALLY looking forward to these! Not...

We have doctor appointments every other week...I have my BABY SHOWER!!! next Sunday.

Hubby starts softball once a week...good timing huh? And Jack starts soccer...

Spring Break, which means I will have Jack alllllll week. I need to come up with some fun activities to keep him busy, plus it will give us some bonding time before his sister comes.

All this while I try my hardest to keep this little baby baking.

31 weeks 1 day

2010-03-03T12:26:00.002-06:00

I cannot believe I have about 9 weeks left in this pregnancy. I am trying to enjoy it the best I can since it will be MY LAST. I finally got my husband to agree that this is our last kid.

I've been nesting I think.. I never did it with Jack so I have no idea what it's like. We received a lot of hand me downs this last weekend so I have been washing and meticulously folding it all and putting it away for future use. I am quite amazed at my organizational skills. I never thought that Maegan and Organized would be used in the same sentence.

Husband and I start our labor classes next week. They are once a week for the next four weeks. I've already been to them, but he hasn't. I want him to be as prepared as possible. But he seems to hold up well in emergency situations so I am not to concerned with him. I wanted a refresher course. Not that I will remember a thing the lady tells me.. when that baby wants out you push, that's pretty much all you need to know about labor.

I read somewhere that I should begin massaging my perineum with olive oil now. It helps with the stretching down there and makes the baby easier to come out.. I read how to do it and it really weirds me out. I have been joking with my hubby that he needs to get on that, he flat out refuses. I don't blame him.. I wouldn't massage anything his butt hole to help anything come out smoother.. I'm gonna vomit.

Sicko

2010-03-01T11:08:00.003-06:00

Aaccchoooooooooooooooooooooo! I've been sick for the past 2 days. I'm freaking miserable. Just one more thing to deal with...Doesn't the big man up there know I have things to do? Have mercy on my husband.

It's Finally Sinking In

2010-02-27T19:55:00.003-06:00

Recent happenings have kicked our baby planning into full gear. We have been reminded everyday that there is indeed a baby on the way, one glance at my full belly and you get it. But I don't know if we were thinking that in a couple weeks the baby will be here. Outside the womb. At our house. A full blown baby..know what I mean?

So we decided to put together her room this weekend. Just in case...

The crib has been sitting in her room, in a heap, staring at us in the face. Anyone truly enjoy putting a crib together?! Ugh. Then hubby cleared the other junk that has been piling up. See, this room has been a bit of a storage space. Turning it into a usable baby room will be fun. And by fun I mean daunting.

I went shopping today and got a crib mattress and some fitted crib sheets. This one in particular:

Just the sheet though..not the whole set.

I also got some items I needed for my hospital bag.

This is getting so real. Hubby and I stood back and looked into the room today. I think I had to hold him up for a bit. It sunk in with him, come to think about it, he's been rather quiet ever since. It's finally sinking in.

Kissing My Owies

2010-02-24T14:47:00.003-06:00

Jackson definitely knows that something is up with mama, but doesn't quite understand what. Shit, I don't even understand....

When he visited me in the hospital we pretty much told him that mommy had an owie. It worked.

Monday he was so excited to see me at home when he got back from school. I was sitting on the couch that night and he came to give me a kiss. I went to stand up immediately after the kiss and he said,

J: "Mommy, you're all better!"

M: "Yeah, Mommy does feel better."

J: "I kiss you and you stand up. See, all better!"

If it were only that easy my sweet Jack...

Day 1-Bed Rest

2010-02-23T16:24:00.003-06:00

I've been laying in bed since last night. Until now..I have ventured to my couch. Needed a change of scenery.

So far I have:

-slept

-ate a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios

-slept

-watched t.v.

-emailed Dave Ramsey

-checked Facebook

-made lunch (Peanut Butter & Jelly, Raisins and Puffy Cheetohs)

-got dizzy, so I laid back down

-freaked out by the dizziness..called hubby

-He came home :)

-fell back asleep

-ate a granola bar

-Jack came home, this gave me some energy..

-Cuddled and watched cartoons with Jack in bed

-Internet guy came by and installed our wireless

-sat on couch and wrote new blog post

It has been a thrilling day. About as thrilling as it is to read this post. I haven't had to take my terbutaline pills at all. So that's good!

But I'm pretty upset I'm missing out on some San Antonio snow and IHOP's national pancake day. I missing out on a free short stack, wtf?!

Sign of things to come?

2010-02-22T11:00:00.002-06:00

These past three days have been extremely.....interesting. Being cooped up in a hospital room was not quite what I had in mind for this last weekend.

It all started Saturday night. I had just gotten back from a fun filled day of taking my maternity pictures, AWESOME! Might wanna check her amazing work here: Angela M Photography

Then went shopping and had lunch with my mom. We only hit up a couple stores because I wasn't feeling all that hot.

I got home and put some PJs on, typical protocol for when I walk in my front door, then snuggled up to my man on the couch. We were planning a big Saturday night for us these days, ya know, put the kid to sleep and watch a movie. Big Saturday night...watch out!

I noticed that I started having contractions...I just blew them off as Braxton Hicks contractions(fake contractions). I looked at the hubby and said,"Ya know? I get these a lot when I sit on this couch. I think I'm gonna try and lay down in bed to get them to go away." He was disappointed we were missing our home date but clearly understood. I laid down for a couple minutes when the suckers started to HURT. WTF? I was 29 weeks and 4 days. Not supposed to have labor pains..I began to time them. Something I haven't done up until that moment..They were about 7 min. apart. No bueno. We made a call to the Dr. and he pretty much told us to get my happy butt to the hospital. Awesome! not.

I was convinced it was nothing..even on the way up to the hospital I was making comments to my husband, "It's nothing, the nurses are gonna be annoyed with my false labor" or "Watch everything is gonna stop as soon as I get there, making me look like a dummy". Unfortunately it didn't happen like that..it got worse.

I got checked in. They did all sorts of tests. One that proved I was in preterm labor and was already dilated at 1 cm. After that they drugged me up and got me to a labor and delivery room. By this time it was already 1 am. Hubby and I were both wide awake. Sleep was nowhere in our immediate future.

They started me on terbutaline aka this fucking sucks medicine. Doses go as follow: Shot in your arm: 1 for 3 in a row hours, Then 7 every 3 hours, then oral medicine every 4 hours. It makes your heart rate immediately go up for about an hour. Not something that someone with anxiety attacks looks forward to. These nurses thought I was crazy... So I pretty much got NO sleep for oh, 24+ hours. Hubby didn't either, he didn't want to sleep if I wasn't.. Insert Awwws here. But seriously, If it weren't for him I would have been a mess, or more of a mess than I already was.

So here I am. Monday morning. Still at the hospital. Still taking medicine. Still hooked up to an IV. Still mad I missed out on a beautiful Sunday. But happy to say the contractions have subsided and my sweet Baby O is still cooking. Hopefully she will stay put for another month.

So is this a sign of things to come with Baby O? Is she gonna be our difficult one? Or worse..is she gonna say "Haha! Got ya!" and stay put 2 weeks longer than her due date AND be over 10 lbs. Oh lord help us.

So it begins

2010-02-05T11:02:00.002-06:00

Actually it started a long time ago, pelvic pain that is.

OMG. It feels like I gave birth to a semi truck. Nice mental image huh??

I am really trying hard not to look like a waddling fool, but I really cannot help it. I am waddling with every step. Just call me the human penguin lady.

I tried going to prenatal yoga. I would go religiously at the beginning of this pregnancy so I could avoid this pain. I knew it was inevitable pain since I had it BAD with Jackson. But alas, it has reared its ugly head and is now taking over. It hurts to go to yoga now. It hurts to walk..sit..lay. Anything. I still have 13 weeks of this shiz!

These babies have no idea what we go through...

27th week

2010-02-03T14:15:00.004-06:00

Why is it that I cannot put the fear into my child?

Let me re-phrase that.. I don't want my child to fear me per se, but know that when I, mommy, speak I mean business just like Daddy does. I just don't understand. Growing up, both my parents were easy... They know this. Its not exactly a family secret. I knew that if I whined enough or did things enough that nothing would happen. I wouldn't get spanked, etc. But that is not gonna fly with Jack.

Sorry Mom and Dad! Hindsight IS 20/20

I can tell him 20, 000, 000 times not to jump on the couch and he will do it when he thinks I am not looking. But if daddy says it, he sits there like a perfect little angel. Doesn't even put his feet on the couch. WTF?

What is in men's voices that we women don't have?

I am stern with him and I always follow through.. granite, he may have two or more chances before I really spank his butt. But still! I just don't get it.. gets annoying. I want to be taken serious too, ya know? I wanna feel validated damnit!

on baby news-
I am 27 weeks and according to some publications I am now in my 3rd trimester. Last one! No more trimesters after this.

I gave myself a panic attack yesterday at the thought that there is no turning back now. I have to get this baby out of me somehow. I guess since I know what to expect, I am even more so freaked out about labor. I remember with Jacks, it was a lot easier than I expected. But every labor is different.

Little things like this have been freaking me OUT. Example,

I was doing dishes the other night, Husband watching t.v. (typical), Jack was in bed and the dog was laying at my feet. It was pretty much a calm evening. I thought about the fact that in 13 weeks OR LESS, this quietness will be NON EXISTENT. I will more than likely be pulling out my hair crying in a corner in 13 weeks OR LESS.

But for real, there will be no more quiet evenings. Or quiet mornings. Or non hectic, relaxing days. No more days off consisting of lounging on the couch watching a movie. No more reading a a relaxing book. NO MORE SLEEP.

The very thought makes me think twice about this whole baby stuff. Cant we just give birth to 3 year olds? (shuddddder)

I crawled into bed after my mini panic attack moment and asked hubby if he too was nervous about all that I just mentioned. His answer was quick and precise, "Not At All".

Yeah...we shall see buddy!

My Kind of Nesting

2010-01-29T13:28:00.002-06:00

I've been watching a ridiculously large amount of home makeover shows. I'm sure my husband finds this thrilling(NOT!) I am completely in love with the show Color Splash.. I wish that David Bromstad could come and redo my living room and kitchen...ah I would be in HEAVEN.

But I guess I can settle for my husband.. he can take his shirt off while he is working to give it the Bromstad touch.

I really wish I had a huge windfall so I could invest in some bad ass home up dos. Lately this is my list:

redo front door. I want to stain it a darker color I think it will be a nice contrast to the blond wood floors we have.

Butcher block counter tops. I found the ones I want at IKEA

New kitchen appliances. Mainly refrigerator and dish washer.. in stainless steel finish

Re-paint kitchen

Refinish the kitchen cabinets

Paint our master bathroom

Turn study/extra room into Baby's room

New fence in the back yard.

Is that SO much to ask for?!!? Didn't think so....

Would you categorize this as nesting? or just being plain crazy?

I've also decided that I wanna write. Maybe its a part of this creative bug I got. I want to write a novel. That shouldn't be so hard either right? While maintaining my household and my sanity...also include write best selling novel to the list. I can do it.. I like to keep myself on my toes. Keep life interesting, ya know? Its too short to be unfulfilling.

Taboo Pregnancy Craving

2010-01-27T09:43:00.002-06:00

I have really been wanting soft cheeses. Isn't that the weirdest craving? I love me some Gorgonzola and some Feta cheese. Last night I had some goat cheese.. Some people do much worse when they are pregnant.. RIGHT?

24 weeks and growing...

2010-01-14T18:53:00.003-06:00

I'm 24 weeks already, or 6 months. I have 15 weeks and 5 days until my due date but who's counting?

This baby is REALLY starting to kick. After I eat its like I woke a sleeping beast inside me. The hubby and I get a kick(ha! Kick..get it?) sitting back and watching my stomach move all around like an alien is inside me. Its good stuff. Matter of fact it was out entertainment last Friday night. Sad huh?

I've gained 15 lbs. so far. 15. pounds. UGH. That's so much...I really DONT want to gain 53 lbs. like I did with Jack. But I'm on my way! I just cannot get a hold of my eating. Its like my brain just doesn't get it. Immediately after eating anything I HAVE to have something sweet...I've already trained everyone around me. I'm seriously dreading my glucose test next doctors appt.

My tummy is nice and round now. All of the medium maternity gear I bought months ago is starting to fit..even kinda getting tight.

geez....only 15 weeks and 5 days to go........

Holy Moly its 2010

2010-01-06T16:01:00.003-06:00

I haven't blogged in awhile. December was a BIT of a whirlwind. Glad that's over with.

2009 was a CRRRRAZZYY year.. I was kinda sad to see it go. 2010 has a lot to live up to. But I'm sure it will be equally great with the arrival of our baby girl.

We have settled with the idea of having a girl. Everyone is so excited! She even got some gifts this year. We picked a name and we absolutely love it. I'm so excited!

As of today I am 23 weeks into the pregnancy. The baby is a little over a pound and she is moving like crazy. It took my husband FOREVER to feel her kicks but he was finally able to about a week ago. It was a major milestone.

I had a little scare the other day when I fell stomach first outside. Thankfully everything was/is ok.

I cant believe I only have 17 weeks to go...if she is like Jack then maybe only 15? One can hope right?

Jackson is really excited about his impending baby sister. He frequently talks to my belly and most recently tries to see her through my belly button. Its hilarious. He wants to take her on a roller coaster and to a playground at his school. We will see if he is this enthusiastic when we force him to let her tag along when he is 16...

Thinking Blue...

2009-12-14T09:26:00.002-06:00

GOT PINK!

I apparently have terrible mother's intuition...

My family is completely excited, as am I. I honestly never thought I'd have a girl just because I wanted one SO much. I'm only 19 weeks and 6 days..but I am already shopping for stuff. I feel like I need to get a heads up on all these clothes I will be purchasing in the future. There is a LOT to pick from! Not to mention the accessories...and the shoes! ugh..I love it.

Jackson is excited about having a sister. Mostly because he doesn't understand yet what it entails...barbies not trucks, baby dolls not batman toys. He's gonna have to share still..with a girl. We will see how it goes. But I know regardless, he is going to be an awesome big brother.

I was reading through a journal I kept when pregnant with Jack and was amazed at all I had accomplished by 20 weeks. I had already registered for my baby shower! WHAT?! I haven't even THOUGHT about a baby shower...

I have also been wondering if I am bigger this time around..but as luck would have it I am about the same size. Which means I still have a good 40lbs. to gain.

I'm just starting to try and grasp onto the concept that I am going to have 2 babies by this time next year. Hopefully I will be able to pull it together because now..when I think about it..it gives me panic attacks. No joke.

But on the flip side..It's A Girl!!!!

Jackson's Day

2009-11-24T16:19:00.009-06:00

This very day changed my life, just 3 years ago. Its hard to imagine that I was lying in a hospital bed about to embark on this life long journey. I was heading into unknown territory. Something I was completely scared out of my mind about but at the same time was so surrounded by love that it didn't matter if I had no idea what I was about to do. Jack was born. He officially made me a mother at 1:40pm on this day back in 2006. I'm pretty sure its my raging pregnancy hormones, but this birthday more so then the other two, has really gotten to me. Three. That is not a baby anymore, however I frequently address him as the baby. He will always be MY baby. Even when our newest makes its arrival...Jack is the one that I will have experienced everything first with. That makes him special, ya know? NOT that I am playing favorites! But there is something about your first, no? I'm sure there will be something about my second too. But I wont know until she/he gets her butt here.(Only 23 more weeks to go!)

So my little man is off of school today. Actually ALL week. We started our day with morning cartoons and cereal. Typical. Then we got dressed and took off for a birthday adventure. We decided to go to the local children's museum. Which in hindsight was an awful idea. EVERYONE is off this week. Plus its chilly outside. Of course moms everywhere wanted to take their children to the museum. AND that's exactly what they did. But none the less, Jack had a great time. But it exhausted us both. So we decided to wrap up the adventure and take a nice nap.

Now we are waiting for daddy to come home so we can open his presents and go to a special birthday dinner. I just love my little 3 year old...however he will argue with you to the point of tears saying he is 4. Whatever. Ya wanna be 4 today, then so be it. Not gonna argue..its your day :)

Here are some pictures throughout his *long* life of a rambunctious 3...or 4...year old.

First night into the world

2-3 months old

Week 14's Musings

2009-11-04T17:03:00.002-06:00

This week has brought some interesting new pregnancy symptoms. I can officially say I had my first off the wall craving. Maybe its not so off the wall to some, but for me it totally is. On Saturday I got the sudden urge that I needed boneless buffalo wings. Had to have them sometime in the near future or else someone was getting hurt. So who must come to the rescue when I get an insta-craving? Why..Mr. O. That's who! He was sent off to Chili's and my craving was met. I love that man.

Heartburn has come on full swing. I thought I was going to breathe out fire the other night. As awesome that would have looked, it didn't feel so hot. Or cold...ya know what I mean.

But one perk! I SWEAR I can feel baby movements. They are tiny still..and they could quite possibly be gas still. But I'm gonna say its Baby O. I can't and can wait for the larger kicks to come.

Mr. O and I find out the gender on December 2. Against Mr. O's wish of course...but once he is going to push out our next child out of any orifice on his body, he doesn't have that big of a say so.

29 More Weeks

2009-10-13T17:28:00.003-05:00

My bun in the oven is officially 11 weeks today. I have 29 weeks to go. My poor poor husband. I feel as though my hormones ran into me with a semi truck going 11000 miles an hour. Can anyone relate? One minute I was a sleepy, lazy human being. Now I am bipolar, makes for interesting moments in our house. We should have our own reality t.v. show called, "Diary of a Mad White Woman".

Anything and everything is making me cry. Even the Dr. Oz show made me cry. I don't need to know much of a story line..just need to see one touching moment, then TEARS. It's insane.

I almost murdered my husband last night for something silly. My alibi, "But your honor, you see...that SOB knocked me up. End of story." Think it would hold up?

Baby O, which is what my fetus will be called from here on out, is now 2 inches long. Imagine that...funny. Can you believe we were all only 2 inches at one point? Weird. That's one of those questions that would boggle my stoner friend's mind. Anyway, this week Baby O wasn't compared to a fruit in my expecting email. I'm thinking a big chocolate covered strawberry. Like the ones from Godiva, YUM!

On to my Jackson..

I'm loving this age. The independence factor is AMAZING. He does everything on his own, besides wipe his own ass. Which we are working on. I'm just thrilled I will be getting a 9 month break from poo.

Growing Bones

2009-10-07T14:25:00.002-05:00

Im officially 10 weeks along. Im not quite out of the scary first trimester. I have two weeks to go. I read somewhere that the baby is the size of a prune. I have an email sent to me every week telling me about the progress the baby is making and it always compares it to a different fruit.

Once it was a raspberry..then last week it was a grape. Now a prune. Appetizing.

Thankfully I haven't had any morning sickness, yet. It was completely different when I was pregnant with Jack. I was CONSTANTLY getting sick..morning, noon and night. Other than the occasional round ligament pain, I haven't really had that many pregnancy symptoms. Other than the fact that I look about 6 months pregnant. I know you show earlier with every pregnancy..but really? this much?

Now onto my first born. Jack has been hilarious lately. He totallllly gets that from his mommy. Daddy thinks he's funny. Not so much.

Yesterday he saw my bra laying on the table..ya know, the prime spot for any undergarment to go, right? So this was our convo:

J: "Mommy, I want boobs!"

M: my back turned,"HUH?!"

J:"I wanna wear boobs!"

I then noticed my bra...geez. I sense therapy in his future.

Life did a 180

2009-10-02T20:26:00.002-05:00

Its amazing what can happen in a little over two months. That was the last time I felt inspired enough to blog. Really, its the last time I had time to sit in front of my computer for more than 5 minutes.

Well for starters..I got married.

Im sure everyone who reads this..or used to read it, knows this tidbit of information. It was amazing. Not only the ceremony but just finally finding someone that I want to spend the rest of my life with..that's amazing.

If someone would have told me 6 months ago that I was gonna get married this year I would have laughed in their face!

So my husband and I have been dating for 3 months..married for a week. I like to keep things interesting. Life is too short to be so predictable.

AND...

We are expecting baby #2.

This blog is gonna take that turn...gonna turn into a pregnancy blog. Pregnant with one crazy 3 year old blog. Pregnant, with 3 year old, newlywed, going insane kinda blog. Prepare yourself.

Baby#2 is due May 4. Im 9 weeks along. With 231 days left. to. go....................

Pour Me A Glass of Your Finest Wine

2009-07-28T18:27:00.002-05:00

My childcare lady is closed this whole week. It's her vacation..she only does this once a year. She has 3 kids 4 and under...I don't blame her taking a week off. So I have to come up with creative ways to spend the day with Jack that or find him a sitter. Today I had no luck finding a sitter so I figured we could have Jack and Mommy day. Sounds fun huh?

First off, I woke up in a terrible mood at 6:30 am. I was at Roland's and decided I needed to just go home. I woke up Jackson and left at the same time he was leaving for work. Jack usually goes back to sleep on the way home but not this day. Not on Jack and Mommy day! He decided to stay up and wake up my mom. I tried to fake sleep for about 2.5 hours but it didn't work.

I wanted to get our festivities on at about 11 am. Well...11 am rolls around and I am still dragging ass with a whiny 2.5 year old following me around. Not a good mixture. Especially for someone who is PMSing...

I had to rush a sack lunch to my sister up at her school, I took Jack with me. He ended up passing out in the car. Sweet. He needed a nap BAD. He ended up sleeping for about 1 hour. Not enough time apparently...

He woke up and my mom and I were starving. We went to a local burger joint. Jack acted like a 2 year old on crack. He wouldn't leave the poor people in the booth behind us alone. They seemed like real toddler-lovin people...NOT! My mom also dropped her chalupa and managed to fling gobs of lettuce and tomato at my face. Awesome!

We decided to take Jack to the movies to see Ice Age 3. It was a bit of an experiment. How long can the sugared up 2 year old stay still and quiet at that. The kid cant even do this in his sleep. I don't know why we thought he would at the movie. So Hypothesis: 2.5 year old will not sit still during movie. Before the movie even started he managed to fall on top of his head and get a huge bump on his forehead. He was more intrigued with the projection machine then the show. Needless to say, we ducked out about an hour into the movie. That was a $47 experiment. Hypothesis proven true.

We ended up heading to Target. I wanted a book and needed diapers. I didn't have any diapers with me. Jack had been doing very well at telling me when he needed to go potty so at Target I took his off. (Future BIG mistake) Target ended up not having my book..neither did any of the Barnes and Nobles in the area. Its a popular one! I asked Jack 100000 times if he needed to go potty..always answered back with a No Mommy.

We get home..finally. I find out that my trunk window on my SUV is broken and wont close. Sweet huh? We step inside..there is almost light at the end of the tunnel.. I pull of Jacks shorts to put him in a pull up.. He pooped his pants. But he had sat on me first. Cool! Poop on my leg!

After a bitch fest and throwing Jack into the tub, I reallllly had to pee. I plopped on the pot and guess who decided to visit...Yup, Aunt Flo. That was the cherry on top!

Needless to say, I'm enjoying a BIG glass of wine while my child is eating leftovers and watching Dora. I'm definitely NOT made to be a stay at home mom.

Potty Training Stinks....Literally.

2009-07-21T13:22:00.002-05:00

So we began the adventures in potty training about 2 weeks ago. Well, we literally started about 2 months ago, but really started getting into the swing of things these past couple weeks.

You know people are chalk full of advice when you are pregnant. Ya know, "Enjoy your sleep now because you wont sleep for years" or "The newborn stage is the hardest, once you get past that its easy breezy".

I just wanna say...pssssssssh YEAH RIGHT. I think these people forget how hard it is to potty train a human being. A human being with the attention span of a fly. A human being who doesn't grasp the concept that their own poop smells.

But Jackson has been doing pretty good lately. Thanks to the help of his dad. Thank god Roland is there otherwise I'm pretty sure Jack would be in diapers his whole life. I love that Roland gets to swoop in just in time for Jack to poop on the potty and not on his hand...that was saved all for me. yeah.

So, Jack is finally understanding that he needs to tell us when he needs to go. There have been a couple slip ups. Where he says he needs to go, but has already gone. That's ok..that's expected.

Also, I had no idea a person could pee so many times. This then multiplies if we are out in public, for instance at dinner... He must find it amusing to tell us he needs to go potty as soon as we sit down at the table. Then as soon as the food arrives. As soon as we take our first bites. When dinner is over and on our way home. Of course I act like I don't hear so Roland has to take him....What?!? Is that bad? I got pooped on my hand...remember?? Its time to pay your dues Roland.

Take Heavy Load and Place On My Back

2009-07-01T14:15:00.003-05:00

Things have been a LIIIIITLE crazy. Life got turned upside down. But that's what happens in life. We get thrown curve balls(or in my case a baby daddy) and we just have to learn to deal with it.

Jackson's bio-dad has currently been in the picture for the past month and a half. His last appearance was when he helped create this little ball of energy I like to call Jack. This has been very interesting to say the least.

I've lost a lot and gained a little from this.

Lost...a great boyfriend.

Gained...a few pounds. I wish I could come up with a different way to deal with stress. Something that didn't involve Sonic Drive-In or chocolate chip cookies.

Jackson doesn't seem fazed by it all...other than the other day he was sitting in my lap and said,

Jack: "Mommy, I have 2 daddies"

Me: " Oh really? Who?"

Jack: "Daddy Roland.."

Me: "OK, and who else?"

Jack: "Umm....Val"

Val is my best GIRL friend. So maybe he is a tad confused..But hopefully everything dies down and things work out. Trying to stay positive and look at the things I have that I can be grateful for in life.

Wish us luck :)

Update

2009-05-29T11:10:00.005-05:00

There have been some recent drastic changes in our lives the past month or so. Life definitely threw us a curve ball. My happy little world was flipped upside down. Well, you get the picture. Jacks biodad is back in the mix. You heard right. His REAL dad, sperm donor, bio pop, whatever you want to call him.

So while dealing with him and everything that comes along, I have seemingly forgotten about my little ol blog. I missed you Blog!

Thankfully, Jackson is completely unaware of the circumstances and is continuing on his wrecking path, that most two year old energy balls have. Lately he is very interested in copying every word that comes out of your mouth. This includes t.v. shows, music and potty mouths.

He is also very into making up his own songs lately. He has Twinkle, Twinkle down good. So he likes to make songs up about his Mama and Mimi to the tune of Twinkle, Twinkle. Usually sounding like this, "Hinkle, Hinkle, wittle stawww, mimi, mimi, mama, mimi". He also loves to play his baby guitar that Andrew bought him. He goes around the house serenading us with various, "Hinkle, Hinkle" renditions. Its very lovely. I need to be sure to take lots of pictures of him doing this, for later when he becomes famous. They can play behind him in a picture montage, right?

My mother also got him some cowboy gear this past weekend. The kit included a cowboy hat, gun and gun holster. Normally I am opposed to guns, but its cute... come on. Look for yourself:

He gallops around the house going, "Giddy Up! Giddy Up! Hi-YA!" That is Hi Ya instead of YEE HAW!

The things 2 years olds come up with.. So that's my little update for my little blog.

Time to make some Moolah

2009-05-18T16:53:00.002-05:00

Ok...so its really cheesy, but I entered a contest. Its for a local radio station, but there is MONEY involved. I am always down to earn some extra cash flow..

So go look for me, I am on page 2. The one in the red and white dress... and VOTE FOR ME!

www.mix961.com

Go to the Hot Mom contest..

THANKS!

Mother's Day Rocks

2009-05-10T22:43:00.004-05:00

To start things off, I need to throw in a late Happy Mother's Day! I'm happy I joined the club 2.5 years ago.. Its been a great day.

This weekend was nice and slow. I didn't go out with friends or anything of that nature. Just stayed home with my son and my man. It was nice if I do say so myself...

But it was definitely needed after the weird week I had. Weird and stressful. And since it was weird and stressful, I noticed my bad food intake went off the charts.

I was a BAD BAD dieter these last 5 days. I need to triple up my workouts, put my workouts on steroids so to say.... I was THAT bad.

On the Jackson side of things, we have begun potty training. I am definitely not forcing the issue, but we are working on it. He walks around naked, gets to wear big boy undies, pull ups...you have probably heard the drill. So far so good. He has only had a couple of accidents..but he is still wearing a diaper about 60% of the time. So wish us luck!

Day 1

2009-04-29T18:15:00.003-05:00

So today I had my first appt. with my personal trainer. and..... I literally, almost passed out.
I am not an active person people! I get winded when walking up a flight a stairs. No Joke. I do play softball once a week, but I am the catcher. I just squat there and throw back a ball every now and then.

I really loathe running.. ugh. But we started out with a 10 minute cardio warm up. Then went onto the actual workout part. Lunges, push ups, hard as hell crunches.. all this. For 30 minutes. About 5 minutes into it, I needed water because I was seeing spots. HAHAHA. But I blame that on the lack of food in my system. I had only had 1 breakfast taco at 9 am this morning and right before I left I scarfed down a single piece of toast with some strawberries and peanut butter.

My abs are seriously sore.

OH and then as if I wasn't already in physical pain, my PT decides to tell me, after she worked me out, that she didn't feel to good. Two words my friends, SWINE FLU.

So thanks PT, for the good but hard work out and the debilitating strand of flu that is sweeping the world.

Good Lord, my abs are going to HURT tomorrow!

It is Crunch Time

2009-04-23T18:12:00.003-05:00

So.... I did it. I really, really did it. I signed up with a personal trainer. I have a personal trainer for the next 6 months. How awesome is that?!? I think it is stinkin awesome. I think I may have the eating under control.. kinda, I really need to watch my chocolate chip cookie intake. But other than that I think I am doing better.

But something super frustrating about having a naturally slow metabolism? Changing your diet does squat. The only liquid I take in is water. I no longer drink anything with caffeine
(for personal reasons) So no soda, coffee or tea. This has been since December.

How much have I lost because of this? NOTHING.

I stopped eating meat...for a whole month. How much have I lost because of this? NOTHING.

It is getting a TAD frustrating...

So I decided add some exercise into the mix. I am really doing it because I want to feel healthier. I want to be able to walk up a flight of stairs and not be out of breath. I don't think that should be happening at 23 years of age..just saying...

But who are we kidding, Mommy also wants a TIGHT ASS!

So I hope to follow up with my success or unsuccessful attempts at being a MILF.

Update on Jack

2009-04-23T18:08:00.002-05:00

Just wanted to update to clarify that I do not think my kid is horrendous really. A lot of what I say is tongue in cheek. Plus I understand that a lot of the behavior he shows is just a phase and is normal toddler behavior.

I love him to death and would die for him. I cherish every moment I have with him and would not change a thing. My life would be way worse off if he had not come into my life.

P.S.
I have threatened to put him in time out twice while writing this post and he has punched me in the face. BUT I still love his stinky butt.

Horendible Twos

2009-04-21T19:10:00.004-05:00

It seems as if my lovely two year old is really trying to out do all the terrible two stigmas that this young age has. Like he is saying, "Oh you think that is terrible? How about THIS!"

It is a whole lot of testing mom's patience and almost none of being good.

He is into doing the exact opposite of what you tell him. Throwing his toys around the living room, on purpose. Gurgling anything liquid, while we are out in public.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. If you ask him to get or do something he replies, "No! YOU get it!" While crossing his arms and stomping his foot. Attitude runs a plenty in his little body. Don't let his sweat demeanor full you, he is full of anger. He is about as angry as any two year old I have ever come into contact with.

He acts as if he was chained up, underneath the stairs for the first half of his life. Or like I wake him up with a spanking or something...

Please tell me this is a stage.

Updates

2009-04-15T21:44:00.004-05:00

-School is ALMOST over. I dont think I have ever wanted May to come so badly. I am OVAH this semester..

-Jack is continuing his two year old ways. He thinks its funny to stomp is feet at me when I tell him no.

-We are taking Jack to the beach this weekend...in typical Maegan luck, its supposed to rain ALL weekend.

-Fiesta is coming up... I really want a chicken on a stick :( What to do...What to do....

-I havent lost any weight..I actually feel fatter.

Thats all for now.. I am being bombarded with my 2 year old's puzzle pieces.

Want to see what Jack is like?

2009-03-31T12:18:00.002-05:00

For all you Internet people who have never had the pleasure of meeting Jack in person, he is a lot like this clip: (click the word mom)

Mom!

Veggie Tales: Day 1

2009-03-25T11:30:00.005-05:00

So I completed my first day of transitioning to vegetarianism, is that even a word? It was a lot easier than I planned. Even when meat and I came face to face, which allowed me to smell the goodness, I did not give in.

I started out eating the Veggie Delight at Subway. I DID add cheese... but it was YUMMY. It was like eating salad on bread. Ha.

But I will say, and I don't know if it is coincidence or not, but I was pretty hungry a couple hours later. I found myself snacking. A LOT. I tried to keep it as healthy as possible.. do Chips Ahoy count?

Later on for dinner, I went to Chili's. The person I was with decided to order the Triple Play.. which looked and smelled yummmmmy. But I got the black bean burger and did just fine. It was actually pretty good. Pair it with the french fries and you cant even tell it is sans meat.

So all in all, Veggie Day 1 was a success. Hopefully I have the will power to go on. Every time I think of chicken Alfredo or Whataburger, I need to remember what I read and saw. Wont go into details....but it was bad enough to scare the meat out of me!

ETA: I have been reading, Skinny Bitch and went to the GoVeg.com website.. If you like meat, DONT GO!

iPhotos

2009-03-24T12:03:00.007-05:00

Gotta love my iPhone. Not only because its AWESOME and makes life easier.. but also because of the nice pictures it takes. Not tooooo shabby for a cell phone, eh?

Here are some recent ones of Jack..

This first one is at Toys R Us.. That's his, "CHEEEEESEEEE!" smile

This is he tiger hat he HAD to have.. He is growling...cant you just feel the intensity?

Here he is hitting a pinata at his friend Ella's 1st Birthday. He bitch slapped it a little bit..just to warm up I suppose.

Super Baby!! He fights off villains with his cuteness...

Child labor laws? Whats that? Who knew 2 year olds could be so handy.

*@&# head!

2009-03-23T09:09:00.003-05:00

A lot has been changing in that baby brain of Jacks. Its really amazing that one day he was this mute of a two year old. He could barely speak all of, LAST WEEK. But in this last week he has really began to pick up on the English language. He mostly enjoys repeating every single word you say.

Ahh... you are thinking. Good Luck! Some others are saying. Yeah. Thanks. Thanks for the heads up. Because of this new trick, his new favorite saying is, "Shit Head". I know that as a mother I shouldn't condone such language.. but I have to admit, the immature 23 year old in me thinks its freaking hilarious.

Yesterday morning at breakfast he wanted some juice. My mother told him, "OK Jack, I will get you some juice.. whats the magic word?"

Mind you, he knows his please and thank yous and uses them correctly all the time. However yesterday morning, for whatever reason, he answered with.

"Shit Head!"

Therpay Session Included in Tuition Cost...

2009-03-09T13:36:00.002-05:00

I went in for an advising session today. I am REALLY thinking about changing my major from Art to English. So, my advisor would be the one that steers me in the correct direction. So I went in to the advising office at 10 am today, the Monday of my Spring Break week. I wasn't the most enthusiastic person in the school, that's for sure.

When I met with my advisor she began to ask me questions.. What do you want to do with your English Major? Being the main question.. I begin laying it out there, "I want get my teachers certification and I am just not sure that art would be the way to go, I consider myself more creative linguistically than I am when I apply charcoal to a piece of drawing paper."

After some more questions she looks over at me and says, " Ya know. I just don't know if this is the right major for you. You just don't seem to excited about being a teacher. Teachers need to want to make that difference, you just don't have that. Ya know, what is your passion in life?"

Hmm.. my passion... She even said, "What do you secretly want to do with life..when you are sitting at home with no one around, what do you aspire to be in life?"

WOW. That's hard. What I want to do.. sit at home in my big mansion and eat grapes, fed to me by my big muscular cabana boy. But I couldn't possibly let that secret out...not to her. So I told her I love to write. I also love art, but I would love to be a freelance writer or have a blog or online magazine."

This isn't eve the deepest this convo got. We got into my idea of having a child and needing to provide for him before I can achieve my own dreams. What I want out of school. What she sees me doing in life. And let me just say that everything she was saying, really hit the nail on the head. It was exactly what I wanted to do.

I really just wanted to be laying on a couch, box of tissues in hand, spilling out why I am the person I am. Really, she brought that out in me.

I left that advising meeting, truly excited about school again. I am excited to have a path now. To know that I am going into the right direction for me.

I am SO glad that she brought to my attention that there was no fire behind my eyes. Because there isn't. There IS NONE. I have no idea what direction I am going.. I really feel like I am floating in academia. With no clear cut idea of who I am or where I am going.

Thank goodness for that advising session today... really, because I kind of feel a spark again.

Goal SET

2009-03-06T10:27:00.002-06:00

So... I was trying on dresses the other day and was just totally disgusted by my body image. SO... I made a goal. It is set. And I will be documenting it on here, to keep me nice and motivated.

Its called :

24x24

I plan on losing 24 lbs. by the time I hit the age of 24. My birthday is June 26th...so i have about 4 months. Its attainable right? Well even if I don't reach the 24 goal...the fact that I want to make this healthy lifestyle choice is good.

I figure, I am 23. I am young. I don't need health issues. I am in my prime. This is when I need to look and feel my best. ya know? Therefore, I want to do this..but not only for myself but for my son too.. He deserves to have a mommy that will be around forever and that can keep up with his shenanigans.

So there you go... Keep me motivated!

2009-03-03T16:12:00.002-06:00

Life update:

In the boy department- Things got a little interesting there for awhile.. interesting and super confusing. Trying to get over one guy, meeting another, liking the other, then having one come back to me. I was in quite a whirlwind for awhile and it quite honestly has not subsided completely. It began to affect my school work, which stinks! NO boy(besides Jack) should have that effect on me. ugh.

School department- I am STRUG-A-LING. I don't know what it is about this semester above all others that I am just completely unmotivated. I have a lot more time to go... I find myself not interested at all in my major and am really contemplating switching. BUT that would add on another semester or two.. so who knows.. maybe I can major in art with a minor in English? I shall find out...This semester's schedule is also difficult. I have no time to work and an 8:00 am class is difficult to get to.

Jack department- He is starting to talk a lot more. He likes to mimic you and say what you say. I can no longer say, "Hot Damn! Mother Fucker" Like I usually do. Kidding...I don't really say that, but if I did he would too..
He is also very into punching and kicking right now. He also has realized that certain facial expressions crack me up! Therefore he does them, all the time. Maybe he will grow up and fulfill my life long dream of becoming a comedian..

Why you laughing? Am I not funny?

Fish department- Elmo is holding on strong.

R.I.P. Elmo Escobar

2009-02-18T11:40:00.002-06:00

Got a fish on Sunday. It is now Wednesday. We noticed last night that it was floating on the top of the tank...but he was still gulping in air. I changed his water and fed him. I felt for the little fella. Jackson thinks he was sleeping.

How do you explain death to a 2 year old? Answer: You don't. They are just going night night.

So..if you are dead by the time I get home, RIP little one. You were loved more than you know.

P.S. Does anyone find it odd that I can keep a human being alive and well for two years but cant keep a goldfish alive for three days?

A little Life Update

2009-02-16T11:43:00.002-06:00

So after much consideration... I pondered on the idea for over an hour, I have decided to go forth with changing my major, once again. I love art, I really do. I also love that I am more creative than I am logical. But sitting in unnecessary design and drawing classes, just doesn't really get my creative juices a-flowin.

I am going to switch over to an English major with an emphasis in creative writing. I think I write a heck of a lot better than I can draw. I am a tad nervous about the switch though. This means that I get to add almost a year onto my college career. Which blows...but might as well get what I really want out of it.

Valentines was this weekend and it rocked...literally. I made a good dinner, spent it with people I love and then rocked out hard on rockband. My life long dream of being a lead singer of a rock band has totally been fulfilled. Even if it was only for a weekend and in the midst of friends and family only. P.S. I am a BAD ASS on the MIC.

Jackson has been good.. we just got him a fish yesterday. His name is Elmo. I say he, like I know fish anatomy...
I set up his tank yesterday.. he is a cute little fellow.. orange and black.

I was doing some homework and Jack wanted to look at Elmo up close so I put a chair up to the counter top. Next thing I know he said, "Eat!" I look up and there was fish flakes ALL over the counter and a mound of it floating in water... He could have killed poor Elmo. He just wanted his fish to be obese....He isn't an animal killer, promise.

That is all.. I have been super consumed with life and everything it has to offer right now. Sorry for the hiatus...You may now return to your everyday life.

Guess What He Is Doing....

2009-01-27T18:04:00.004-06:00

If you guessed dancing to Beyonce's "Single Ladies", then you guessed RIGHT!

I dont know how he knows the song, but here he was singing and dancing away. Right after this video came Kanye West "Heartless" and he was singing to that too... You can tell what we listen to in the car. haha

"Hope Over Fear"

2009-01-20T12:43:00.003-06:00

I'm not sure if it was the speech that gave me chills or rather just being in the moment. This is one of those days I will think back and remember where I was. Unfortunately, I was driving in my car on the way to work.. not so romantic, but still astounding none the less. I HOPE that his actions are stronger than his words and I HOPE for new beginnings. Obama! Obama!

Dear Jackson,

2009-01-19T20:54:00.002-06:00

It seems as though the month of January has brought more things than just a new president of the United States. You have fully grasped what it means to be 2. And you seem to want to live being 2, to its fullest.

You love to manhandle the dogs. Your personal favorite is Coco. I think it is because she is the smallest, its apparently human nature to pick on the runt of the group. Every morning you wake up crying out for her or Sissi (Pixie). I think its a love/hate relationship. You love to pull her tail and she hates you.

You have also been very interested in yelling in my face. This is fun..NOT. When I tell you no, you tell me no back. When I tell you to go to time out, you tell me no. When I pretty much tell you to do anything, you tell me no. Yeah, this has got to stop. I'm the only one disciplining you, get used to it..I'm all you got.

You are also very curious lately. Touching, pulling, tasting, yanking EVERYTHING in sight. You mostly like to do it after I tell you not to, and you LOVE to do it when I am looking directly at you. It brings you such a thrill.

But just so you know.. that even though you can irk me more than once a day, that I love you dearly. All you have to do is laugh and it makes me give in . So keep laughing.. keep living.. but please stop licking everyone. That's kinda weird..not gonna lie.

Love,

Your Mommy

Rules

2009-01-16T16:19:00.003-06:00

Ahhh the wise words of Dwight Schrute has stuck me to the core once again. I think I will be singing this little diddy to Jackson every night...

FOUND IT! Click it!

Learn Your Rules

Education is Key

2009-01-13T09:19:00.004-06:00

So I started another chapter in my life this year...its actually a chapter that was on a To Be Continued type of pause. But exciting none the less. I started school... I know you are thinking, umm haven't you been at school for the past two years? Yeah I have. But this is a real life university. Heck yeah!

Somethings I have learned so far:

1. I stare at people. All the freaking time and get caught. It is kinda embarrassing. You think I would learn the first time..but nope.. I keep on staring.

2. My 2D teacher looks like a Simpson character. Preferably Mr.Burns when he was about 25.

3.Parking sucks at all school campus...always upgrade to premium parking.

4.Research a little about your campus so you don't look like a moron, aka like me.

5. Undergrad class times suck.

6. I have Adult ADD and cannot sit for long periods of time without moving.

That's all for now.

Ray of Sunshine

2009-01-08T13:48:00.003-06:00

Some days I feel as though life is at a stand still. That there are all types of things going on around me and I just cant seem to catch on to any of it. Kind of like I keep getting stuck at all the red lights. Or like the tickets run out right when I get to the front to buy one. Does that make any sense?

I got stopped today while I was pumping gas and this complete stranger told me that I looked really fun. That, because I was laughing at a hilarious text message, that I was going to have a good day. That he wished he had someone like me, to bring light into his day, everyday. Nice huh?

I really, couldn't help but laugh, because I mostly feel like the little grey rain cloud that follows people around, and here was this complete stranger that said I was rather a ray of sunshine. Really?

I don't know if its the lack of spontaneity that is missing. Or perhaps the feeling of always being inadequate. Whoa, I bet you didn't know you were signing up for my own personal therapy session...

I guess I just feel that I am not living the life I signed up for. Everyone has pitfalls, road blocks, diversions. I guess I am just in need of something new. If I wasn't totally against it at the moment, this is where I would usually insert a new daring haircut.

So I am ready world.. bring it on.. something new. Something engaging and excited. Bring. It.

Lessons Learned

2009-01-06T15:12:00.003-06:00

Before:

After:

I will say that I told him, "No Sir!" after that first picture was taken.. he then proceeded onto what you see in the after photo. Just no that no one was hurt in the process of these pictures. His head was extracted in no time.. and he will not be doing that again.

Jack in Pictures

2009-01-05T22:39:00.005-06:00

Thank goodness for my iPhone because I capture quite a bit of funny things that my two year old does...like painting his own toes. You saw, you know what I mean. Here are a few more that I uploaded earlier and couldn't help showing you all.

Here is Jack showing off his barbie in his diaper. I mentioned in another blog post that he likes to do this for some reason...he thinks its where it goes. Question..Why does he think it goes there? Bigger Question..Why does my son have a barbie?

This is the awesome train set that Santa brought him. I brought it upstairs to his room and put it together for him on his train table. It took me an hour of blood, sweat and tears to get that thing together.. took him 2 seconds to destroy it all. At least I have a picture to prove that it was together...once.

Here he is in his car seat.. we were waiting in the car at IHOP because the wait was 20 minutes...This was the only way to keep him content..fill him with sugar.

Here he is watching Oswald or Barney or something..you get the idea. I thought it was a perfect quiet, rare, moment. Excuse my messy room.

Last, but not least...here is Jack making a dirt angel at a local restaurant. I love how the picture I am casting looks like the Virgin Mary... I call this master piece, "Fallen Angel".

Two Year Olds Are AWESOME

2009-01-05T13:35:00.004-06:00

My son found his calling. Good thing is, it involves wearing a mask and gloves. He wanted to practice on himself before embarking his new talent on the world.

I know you are probably thinking surgeon or something awesome like that...but nope,

its Nail Technician....

Happy New Year's Yall!!!

2009-01-01T19:33:00.003-06:00

So I rang in the new year with some friends over a couple hundred beers. I journeyed to the middle of my downtown chaos and braved the crowds. Needless to say, I ingested way too much Dos XX and I am paying the price today. I am ringing in 2009 with a headache, exhaustion and a tummy ache.

But its okay.. hope everyone out there in Internet land had a happy and safe new years. Here is what I hope 2009 brings.

1. I hope I continue to make good grades. I really need to get into the teachers certification program... I need ALL A's!

2. I want Jackson the Terrible to realize that being bad sucks and listening to mom totally rocks.

3. I want to eat less cookie dough and more raw vegetables.

4. I want to be content in whatever relationship I am in..whether it be with someone else or with myself.

5. I want to be healthy. This means I need to work out... and quit eating the crap.

6. I need to save save save... I have to get my own place soon.. jeez I am almost 25. Which is almost 30. Most people have their shit together by 30.. I hope to fit in with the norm.

7. I want to grow my hair out. Which means I need the strength to not cut my hair.

8. I need to yell less.. its not healthy. The stress level I have is just not healthy people.

9. I want to begin to potty train Jack. This diaper thing has got to stop. NOW. 3 diapers a day, everyday for the past 25 months... that's approx. 2250 diaper changes. That is just crazy.

10. I also want to sleep train Jack. Enough sleeping in MY bed.

So those are my 2009 resolutions.

Now here are some things I learned in 2008..(thanks Natalia)

1. Good friends are good for the soul. They keep you grounded.

2. Gallbladders are unnecessary and should be removed before they cause pain that reaches level 10 on the pain scale. My face totally looked like that smiley face on the chart.

3. If there is a bar within 10 feet from a Walmart, do not expect the atmosphere to be any more awesome than a Walmart at 3:00 am. Including little babies with no shoes.

4. My car likes to suck at life and it does it oh so well.

5. Never quit going to school after High School. If you do and then go back, you feel like a total loser.

6. Sarah does have big boobs.

7. I think living with someone should be an essential first step before marriage.

8. Its ok to be comfortable in your own skin. Even if that skin has numerous stretch marks.

9. Smoking mass amount of marijuana as a teenager will totally effect you later on in life. wait...whats that word I am looking for?

10. In my vast search for finding a boy that will love me unconditionally for who I am and not who they want me to be, I was foolish... he has been here all along and his name is Jackson.

Happy New Year everyone!!

3.

We Wish You A Merry Christmas...now pass me that cheese log.

2008-12-22T13:29:00.003-06:00

You know what I get the MOST excited about during the holiday season? and its not the insanely good deals on goods or getting a gift that I have been dropping hints on all year long. It is the food. Really. I look forward to eating this scrumptious stuff all year.

Some women have an inner goddess, I have an inner obese.

I have been craving green bean casserole since Thanksgiving, I lurve me some mashed potatoes and don't get me started on Christmas cookies.

I have tried running lately.. really.. ok really, stop laughing. I am telling myself I want to be healthy and I don't care about losing weight, but who are we kidding. We just tell ourselves that when we step on the scale for the one millionth time and we haven't lost not even half a pound.

But I do want to say that I want to lose weight and will probably blog about this journey. Really, I am a busy college student/mom. I don't know when I find time to eat.

On another note... Jackson doesn't really comprehend the whole Christmas thing. He does sing a mean Jingle Bells though. sounds like...jing BELLS jing BELLS. He only knows the last word of every sentence. Then half way through the song he starts going, "Mommy! Bar-ey" Which translates to, "Mommy! Sing the song from Barney"

He has already unwrapped a gift that isn't his... He took a picture with Santa and was amazed by the winter wonderland that was created around Santa. And he brings home a new ornament for the tree everyday from daycare. But still, I don't think its sinking in.

But I think he will get it head on, when he walks down the stairs on Christmas morning and receives his gifts from Santa..that new Triceratops that's the size of a real Triceratops..know what I am talking about?

I have come to the conclusion that he will either totally get this Christmas thing and be siked for years to come OR he will be traumatized for life.

My Sister Rocks

2008-12-12T17:08:00.003-06:00

My sister is a 15 year old freshman. She had an assignment to write a poem for her AP English class... I know she was having a hard time figuring out what she wanted it to be about, but she finally picked a topic and it turned out great.

Her and her best friend have been friends since they were 4 I believe... well this past summer, not only were they going through a weird transition stage because they were both going to different high schools, but her friends father tragically took his own life.

This poem is about just that....need I remind you its written by a 15 year old. I think its fabulous, made me cry...but then again I am her older sister, I am a little bias.

Her Hero, Her Fallen Angel

June 6th 2008.
It started with a phone call,
All I heard was crying and mumbling.
As she tried to calm herself down she told me what had happened.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing;
I couldn’t believe he was gone.

And just like that her world had stopped.
Her hero was gone,
Her angel had fallen.

Three days had passed,
It was the first time I saw her in what felt like a life time.
Her cold, hard hug felt like she was somehow trying to hold on to life.
As I held her tight,
Her warm tears rolled down her red cheeks and hit my light pink shirt like bullets;
Her once soft, smooth skin rose with cold, rough goose bumps;
Her once still body began to shake uncontrollably;
And her voice began to tremble and break as she tried to speak softly.

And just then I saw that her world had stopped.
Her hero was gone,
Her angel had fallen

The flag covered coffin looked beautiful surrounded by elegant red roses.
“He looks at peace” she said.
Just then my heart felt like a rock,
Sinking to the frigid ocean floor.
Black tears began to leave gray trails as they fall down my pail cheeks.

Just then I realized her world had stopped,
Her hero was gone,
Her angel had fallen.

It has been six months since the tragedy,
And all I can think is why did this have to happen to her?
Why to the free spirited girl I knew and loved.
She would never be the same.
She loved him more then anything,
He was her best friend, her hero, her dad.

But just like that her world had stopped.
Her hero was gone,
Her angel had fallen.

She knows he is in a better place now.
A place with no suffering,
No pain.
She tries to be strong for him,
But the hurt is too much for her at times.
She can’t believe this has happened to her.

She can’t believe that her world has stopped.
Her hero is gone,
Her angel has fallen.

Over time I lost her,
I lost the beautiful, free-spirited girl I knew and loved.
No harm was done to her,
No pain she inflicted on herself.
Over that hard painful summer I lost my best friend.

And just like that my world had stopped.
My “sister” was gone,
My best friend had fallen.

2008-12-12T13:32:00.002-06:00

I finallllly finished my classes. This semester was L-O-N-G. I dont know if it was the actual classes I took or if it is the fact that I am leaving this school and going to another. Whatever it is, I am glad its done. I am currently celebrating by doing absofreakingloutely NOTHING. I havent done this is awhile.

Today I have actually had time to take a long shower and shave my legs, for real.

I got to surf the web for countless things...

I got to play Guitar Hero without fighitng off a two year old. Hey, he gets in the way of my jammin

I did though have to wake up at 6:40 am. I dont have a clue why my son is on this new sleep schedule. But its whatever...

I am about to eat for the first time today...exciting!!

This is exciting stuff people.. I am gonna go relax now.

Kinda Strange...

2008-12-04T11:08:00.002-06:00

This age is really funny. I wont say fun, necessarily, because it definitely has some downfalls. But for the most part everything is good. I don't know what it is about being two, that has Jackson acting completely strange. Funny strange.. not I should be worried strange.

He is pretty much the funniest toddler I know and his requests have become more and more odd.

For instance, one night he woke up from a dead sleep wanting the flashlight that was on my t.v. stand across the room. I told him no and to go back to sleep. This of course started the whining and crying and for my own sanity, I retrieved the beloved light. I had to turn it on of course, duh mom! Then he cradled it and ended up falling asleep with it like it was some sort of fluffy stuffed dog. I had to wait a good ten minutes until I knew he was asleep asleep, before I could turn it off and pry it from his baby hands.

This foggy picture you see to the right is another odd request he has made while being half asleep. I had taken off his socks, because it was rather steaming hot in my room. This made him sit straight up and cry for his socks. Which he normally hates wearing... So of course, to save my sanity, I handed him the socks. He proceeded to put them on his hands..then fell asleep. Yup, those are socks on his hands people... socks. on hands. The newest baby trend.

The most odd of all the toddler requests I have received has to do with a barbie. I did not buy my son a barbie. Promise. But for some reason a naked one has appeared in his toy box. But that's not the weird part.. its what he wants to do with it. If he sees it, he brings it to me and demands that I stick it in his diaper, the back part. So there is a naked barbie, sticking out of his diaper. He thinks its hilarious and it kinda is...

Really the list goes on and on... I think I have a funny guy on my hand. Which is totally awesome. I am curious though where he got the idea of putting barbie in his diaper... I promise I did not teach him that one!

Waiting for my karma check..

2008-11-29T21:55:00.001-06:00

I know the point of doing good deeds is to pay it forward. But there is also that nice cliche that no good deed goes unnoticed. So I am crossing my fingers that this will be the case for me. Those that know me personally, know that I was born with an unlucky streak.

The most I have ever won in a scratch off was $2.00. I've never won at bingo. You get the picture. But maybe its because I don't really give back. Maybe it was karma.

Well I am proud to announce that I gave back...twice, in one week. (insert applause here)

For Thanksgiving, my family adopted two soldiers from Lackland AFB. We picked them up at 9 am and they hung out with us until 6 pm. They got fed like they haven't in weeks. Plus they got to call home and use the Internet. Pretty much feel connected like to society like they haven't in weeks. During basic training they cannot even leave the base. Neither of them were from here and they hadn't gotten to experience anything that San Antonio had to offer...the shame! They ended up being great. They were so nice and appreciative. I felt connected to them by the time they left, and I truly wish them well in all their endeavors. I think they will make fine airmen and later on patrolmen(that's what they want to be later on in life).

Then today I bought my first pair of Toms shoes. Love these things. Everyone else thinks they are ugly.. but I think they are awesome! Plus, every pair that is bought, another gets donated to children who do not have shoes. How awesome is that!??

So there goes my good deeds for the week so far. I still have another day to continue paying it forward... I just might go find me a homeless guy and give him some moolah.

Happy Birthday!!!!

2008-11-24T13:21:00.009-06:00

I began writing this post at 1:20 pm. That means that in twenty minutes, two years ago I was holding my newborn baby boy. That is insane to me. I cannot believe that it has been two years already. It really was a blink of an eye. It is weird...when you are dating someone, two years is such a milestone. It took so long to reach that point... but with Jack. I cant believe how quickly it flew by. I really feel like I should still be holding my wittle bitty baby...

He kicked off his birthday last night by doing sumersaults until 1 am. I guess he knew that today was his big day and he just wanted to start it out the best way he knew how. This kiiiiinda perturbed me because I, for one, am not into getting kicked in the face over and over again while I am trying to sleep. But he eventually got tired and past out.

When I woke up this morning he was still sound asleep. His mouth was partly open and he had this look on his face... It resemembled this baby that was transforming into a little boy, right in front of my eyes.

I cannot believe I have a toddler. I long for the days where I could rock him to sleep...but I so look forward to the days where I can go watch him play t-ball. It is very bittersweet.

It really is crazy just how in love you are with your children. Even though they can be crazy banshee screaming little poops...they are still too cute to ever be mad at them more than 5 seconds.

On that note...Happy Birthday Baby! I cannot beleive you are 2. Just makes me realize that as you get older, so do I. Here are some pics of Jack throught the years:

I Survived...

2008-11-22T16:51:00.006-06:00

Jackson's 2nd birthday party was last Saturday. I was completely stressing out over it. I love a good party but realize I hate being host. I would rather be fed, then feed. Up until the last minute I still was 100% sure what I was going to feed the guests, but settled on a hot dog buffet. Boring, but conveniently easy.

I made 76 cupcakes...you read correctly, 76. My grandma came over the night before and helped me make them and ice them. That was fun. I would have laughed in your face if you told me when I was 16, that at the age of 24 I would be icing 76 cupcakes for my 2 year old bday party and that it would take me ALL night long. I think I actually prefer doing this activity more than gulping down a dozen beers...there is no hangover involved with excessive cupcake eating.

Here is the clincher though...not only did I make cupcakes, but I made him a dump truck cake. I simply stuffed cupcakes in the back of a toy dump truck, then crushed up oreos to fill it up. It looked like dirt. It was cute! Here is a picture:

I rented a bouncy for Jack and his friends. This was the best $85 I could have spent. I honestly didn't see Jackson the entire party because he was in there. The only time we reunited was for cake and presents...then back in the bouncy. If I could I would have one up all year long for him.

His theme was dump trucks..so I bought all the kids construction hats. Those were a hit too.

I opted not to have a pinata. I know that its a kind of a tradition, especially at birthday parties here in S.A. but, last time he encountered a pinata there was a bit of a melt down. He doesn't comprehend taking turns just yet and wanted to run off with the stick and hit everything in his path. When he realized this wasn't an option he threw a major tantrum. So no pinata to for Jack.

I'm just glad its over with. His real birthday is on Nov. 24th. I cannot believe that I am a mother to a 2 year old. But I quickly start to believe it once I get smacked in the face with a ball. He is sweet like that.

Taco Thursday

2008-11-13T09:03:00.002-06:00

Not to be confused with Taco Tuesday....actually its the exact same thing. You eat breakfast tacos. YUM.

I really think I need to join an Anonymous Taco eater group...and that would be breakfast tacos only...not the pink kind.

All jokes aside, I am obsessed. I have been since I was little. I don't know if it stems from a childhood tradition that my dad started.. Some dads bring home the bacon. Well mine brought home the bacon and egg, with cheese.

The search for the perfect taco has been an ongoing thing. Its as if I am searching for the Holy Grail. I don't even know if it exists. I have tried time and time again and have been let down more than twice. I have actually thought about starting an entire blog that speaks of this search. But I don't think it would be as interesting as it sounds in my head..." ate another taco, the tortilla consistency sucked".

I also know exactly where all this lard and eggs are going. Right to my taco loving ass.

Well I better stop blogging..I have a steaming hot bean and cheese calling my name. You know you are jealous!

2nd Annual Birthday Bash

2008-11-11T19:15:00.003-06:00

Jackson's 2nd birthday is in a couple weeks and his birthday party is in a couple days. What was supposed to be a quiet family get together has turned into a 40+ gala for a 2 year old. I have added all this junk to my already overflowing plate. Nice.

I decided to go with a dump truck theme, mostly because every time we are in the car together he point and yells to all trucks, trains and buses. Except he calls them all choo choos. He is advanced for his age...

I still have to buy his cake mix, chairs, decorations, table cloths, toys, etc. etc. etc.

Add this to midterms and essay papers and you got yourself a healthy dose of stress.

This could be the major reason why I had a panic attack today at the dentist office. How embarrassing is that? I go to the dentist A LOT. So I am completely used to it. I used to be able to fall asleep when he went to town on my cavities.. but not today. For some reason, as soon as he gave me the four Lydocaine(is that what its called?) shots I flipped a shit.

It was awful. Traumatic...and completely brought on by my sons impending birthday soiree. You know what I want for Christmas? A nice shot of Valium and Jack Daniels...straight up.

Love at First Sight

2008-10-28T16:11:00.003-05:00

I fell in love last week. It truly was love at first sight.. but once I was able to grasp it I knew it was a love that would hopefully last a lifetime...

introducing:

That's right people..my iphone. I love it. As if technology didn't already run my life, I now have it all the time at my fingertips. Literally.

I get emails sent to me.. I know when my myspace is updated.. I know everything. All because of this little apple. This connection has even made quite a few people jealous.. but don't worry.. I would be too if I didn't have one.

New Words

2008-10-20T09:44:00.005-05:00

I will admit that I have been questioning Jackson's speech. It's not that he isn't speaking, just not clearly....and not that toddler speech, this was really unclear. Well just as it always works out, his speech has exploded within the past week or so.

I assumed he wasn't speaking because he still uses his pacifier. Which I know everyone in the world is against. This has been an ongoing battle in my family. As if I am letting him suck on Cyanide nuggets. But I stand firm next to the decision to let him suck on his innocent paci until he can comprehend that it needs to go, capesh?!!?!?!?

He can now tell me what he wants in his cup, juice or milk...expcept it sounds like this, " mama, baba? Jew! OR.... Mik!"

He can say all my friends names, Ashley(which he says very well and he even does the cute tongue roll..its funny!) Val, is Bal... Peter is Pe'er...Madie is Ma'ie....and my mom is Mommy. Nice huh? As long as he doesn't yell it out in public we are fine. My mom already looks like my friend, I am pretty sure if he called her Mommy and me Mama we would get some not so nice looks.

But my favorite words he has said has to be, "Ou'side...Mama! Lellow Cock!"

That translates to- "Can I go outside Mom and play with the yellow CHALK.

How Very Carrie Bradshaw...

2008-10-10T11:13:00.003-05:00

I have been pondering relationships for the past couple days... and I promise that this isnt another woe is me post. Or at least its not what I intend it to be. But I have been having some discussions lately with people that know me and know the different circumstances I have been in. I know that everybody has their fair share of weird people...but what do we gain from these people? Are they simply here to guide us down a path for mere experience, that way we know never to do it again?

I have had 3 serious relationships in the past 9 years. That averages out to 3, 3 year relationships...I know I am a serious relationship whore! A serial relationshipist...

But each person has shown me exactly what I DONT want in my future husband. Side note, I love when people ask me what I want in a man...I have no idea what I want but I know EXACTLY what I don't want...

Take my high school boyfriend: He was a complete liar. This boy lied about everything. I am not talking about a typical teenage boy lie, " Hey I am going with my friends to the concert...not some girl" No. Not like that, he lied about what his middle name was. He lied about what kind of car he drove. He would make up things because his life, I am assuming was too boring. All things that did not have a reliable source. Just weird. Case in note... I will never date a liar again.

My CRRRAZY years boyfriend: Serial Cheater, liar, lazy bum. This guy cheats on things like they are going out of style. He is never satisfied with what he has I guess. And he still cheats on his current, live-in girlfriend. His idea of a job was working at a pizza&Chinese delivery place. Last I heard, he doesn't have a job and guess what...stilllll cheating. Case in note...Date someone who's goals in life include a career.

My current Ex: He means well, but he is a chronic partyer. (is that how you spell partyer?or is it partier?) Anyways, He is a good guy but never calmed down. Never. He would work from 6 am to 9 pm, stroll in the house with a 6 pack(half of which were already empty) and proceed to "pick up" around the house. He also never quite grasped the concept of having a child in the house that looked up to his every move. I think we are just better off as friends. Case in note: Never settle for less.

So moral of the story. Exes are exes for a reason. There are certainly people put into our life for a reason. These people are here to guide us to find the right one for us... to show us to never settle for less.

Waste of Time

2008-10-01T23:22:00.003-05:00

It's 11 pm and I should either be A) sleeping or B) studying. B is way more important at this moment and A is nearly impossible. But I would rather be in cyber world, entertaining myself. Not like that, gross!

So I am currently in the middle of a break up as if you couldn't tell by my melancholy post yesterday. Sorry for the sob story... I know there are way worst things going on in the world right now that are more important than me breaking up with my boyfriend. Like world hunger, the current economic crisis or Heidi and Spencer. But when your amidst the chaos you get sucked into your own world and forget about things around you. It is like a mini relationship black hole.

I have decided to move back with my parents. I am jumping for joy as I type these words out. Really. I am. But honestly...my parents house isn't hell and neither are they. My family is actually quite funny and cool to be around, that is if my sister is sitting on the couch with duct tape over her mouth. Kidding...

But my current sleeping situation has to sucketh the most. Ya know how I said Jackson is still sleeping next to me? Well that hasn't changed, but add sharing a twin bed in the mix. Yeah, I said twin, like the ones you get in cramped college dorm rooms. But thankfully this one hasn't been pissed on due to drunken comas.

But just imagine it for a minute. Take a minute out of your busy day and imagine sharing a bed with a toddler. Yeah... its that painful. Literally, I got punched in my nose last night as he was turning into one of his MANY positions he sleeps in.

But regardless of my sleeping situation, the entire transition I am going through is kinda tough. All I know is I really needed that laugh session I just had with my sister and mom. They were helping me study for Phys. Geography and for some reason our conversation turned into global warming induced by Methane gas caused by Human beings...and why that isn't listed in the Gore movie.....

But really...farts? Don't you think that is an inconvenient truth?

Obvious Cliches for my Life at the Moment

2008-09-30T11:09:00.002-05:00

With the good comes the bad.
Everything happens for a reason.
The grass isnt always greener on the other side.
AND the most important cliche of them all...

There are PLENTY of fish in the sea.

I've Been Tagged

2008-09-29T14:18:00.003-05:00

Ok, so I have been tagged by a cyber friend of mine, Krystle, over at another blog. I would give out her link but her blog is private. Yeah I am that cool , I get invited to read private blogs. You wish you were me...I know.

So here it goes...

1. I have come to the epihpany that Jackson is the only male species in my life that I will love for all eternity and he will hopefully, never want to disown me.

2. I live for t.v. Mostly reality t.v. like the Hills, Project Runway...but you can add: Entourage, Californication, Greys Anatomy, The Office, Paranormal State... the list goes on. I currently do not have any t.v. shows on Tuesday nights. So, t.v. companies out there, give us a good Tuesday night show already!

3. I wish I could turn writing into a career.

4. I hate to work. I hate to go to a job and work my butt off. I just do. I wish I could write as a career..because that is something I enjoy and it would be my career not a job...know what I mean???

5. I could never move away from San Antonio. I would get major anxiety attacks knowing that my family is miles away.

6. I can tie a cherry stem with my tounge. Ohhhhh yeahhhh!

7. I am thankful that I had Jackson and truly believe he saved my life...

8. I have an affinity for food. All kinds. I am an obease person at the core...

9. I have ESP... I can read your mind.. Hey! I heard that...

10. When in a relationship, I try to love enough for the both of us. Which ends up completely backfiring becuase when you break up, it hurts twice as bad.

Here are the rules:Each blogger must post these rules.
Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.
Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.

SHOCKER of the Week

2008-09-23T23:53:00.002-05:00

Could this be true?!?!?!?

This is a new section of my blog... I will post the most shocking, duh! moments of the week.

This one is sure to bring crazy old ladies down to their knees to pray. It is true...all the good looking men are either gay or married.

http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/realityrocks/101126/clay-aiken-yes-im-gay

By the way...totally gagging on the good looking comment I made, because he is far from it.

Things I Do But Swore I wouldn't

2008-09-11T14:19:00.002-05:00

When I was pregnant I had a mental list of things I, as a perfect mother, would do for my child. I assume this is pretty normal. In fact I know it is normal because during my entire pregnancy I was a part of a message board devoted to pregnant mothers whose unborn children were all due the same month. They only guaranteed this fact and I knew I wasn't crazy.

So I was thinking back the other day at how many things I said I would or would not do as a mother and found it quite comical. The things I said I wouldn't do, I do and the things I said I would do, I don't.

I said I would breastfeed my son, being that it is the best nutrients for any new human being, plus it is the most natural. Well after two unsuccessful tries I nipped that one in the butt. I am still pro-breastfeeding and would love to try again on the next, but at the time, it wasn't for me.

I said I would never allow him to sleep with me because I know from personal experience that sleeping with your parents until you can drive is not cool. For both involved parties. Well as you know from past blog entries, this too did not go over well. He is about to be two and still kicks me in the throat and kidneys every night. Therefore the next child will have their own house as soon as they are old enough to sleep in a crib. kidding...

I wanted Jackson to only relish in nutritious food and only have goodies that were all natural and organic. This too is not something that cannot be done. I know people personally that follow this very rule. However, my child is addicted to sugar and its just in his genes people. There is no stopping genetics.

I also never wanted the t.v. to play babysitter while I got stuff done and to go further with this rule, Barney was never allowed to step foot in my house. I had enough of "Candy covered raindrops" and "I love you, you love me" when my sister was little...enough to last a lifetime. Or so I thought...Now in order to finish an essay for school the t.v. must be on, with my little one sitting wide-eyed right in front of the t.v. I am also now planning my son's second birthday and guess what the theme might be? BARNEY. I am actually in the process of booking a Barney character to show up at the party.. crazy or what? But that's who he likes..and thankfully Barney gave me my life back, at 30 minute increments at a time.

Sand Baby

2008-08-25T20:43:00.004-05:00

We got back from a vacation at the beach yesterday. The sun can be so damn draining! That and the beer....

It was Jackson's first trip to the coast and he had a BLAST! At first he ran up to the ocean and just looked out.. it was the cutest thing. He also screamed when the waves crashed at his feet. He would run out to the water...than run back to the shore every time a new wave crashed in. At first it scared me because I though "great! we drove all this way for him to be scared of the water!" But it just took a couple minutes for him to get used to it.

Not only did he love the water. He seemed to enjoy drinking the water too! Kidding.. I wouldn't let him drink sea water. But whenever a wave crashed into him he would get some in his mouth. Yuck! Remember that?

After he had enough of the water he would head off to the sand dunes. But he wouldn't build sand castles...that's for boring people. My son loved to do barrel rolls in the sand. Now if one is soaking wet, dry sand sticks to you like glue. This was his favorite thing to do. I swear he is part dog...

After a long six hours in the hot Texas sun, we called it a day and headed back to the hotel. I thought or sure that he would be like any other child and fall asleep for the night. But nope. He power napped on the way to the hotel, a whopping 10 minute drive and woke up and was ready to go. That's my little firecracker!

I cant wait to take him again...or maybe this will be the last time. I took a million pictures so there is actual proof that I took him places.

Old School

2008-08-19T16:54:00.003-05:00

This past weekend was extremely interesting. I got to run into a group of old friends that I haven't spent time with in years. These were the people I spent my high school career with. The people I partied underage with and ran from the cops with. I spent the beginning of my college years with, on my old red couch. We would all stack up that damn couch in my small living room, because, my old roommate(Natalia) and I were the only people who had an apartment at the time. We were the place to be...and to be quite honest, the coolest place to be.

We did the typical things in those days, drink until we were stupid....go to school, work, smoke things we shouldn't have, shit some of these people are still doing those things. In that order.

Being able to see them and realize that we are all growing up was bittersweet. I love to see that things are going good for certain people. That people I didn't think would ever grow up, are getting a hold on their lives. I realize the leaps and bounds I have taken and where my life is heading and have to say I am very satisfied.

Don't get me wrong, I totally miss the random acts of stupid my friends would throw my way. But thankfully those memories are locked up tight. These would have to be the highlights of those years:

1. Seeing my guy friend run out of a room screaming like a little girl because another guy had just thrown up all over the place.

2.Carrying that same friend who had thrown up all over the place, to the bathroom....He was a 6ft 280 lbs. man...It took 5 people to get him to the bathroom.

3.Toilet papering and forking my friends house....

4.David Hasselhoff's Birthday party extravaganza

5.Diego's mom's hats...

There are so many more, but unless you know the background to them all...that list will get boring. As much as I miss those days, I am glad that my life turned out the way it did. I get way more satisfaction in watching my son grow up and getting through college, than I did with those days...

In a weird moment one of the parties this weekend, we were all standing around a keg talking about school and life and careers. That proved how different life is these days...but I gotta admit I like it.

When Its Over Its Over

2008-08-17T03:30:00.002-05:00

How is one supposed to know that its time to move on? I wish there was a celebratory whistle that was blown at the end of every relationship, that allowed you to know, "Hey its time to move on!"

I seem to struggle a bit in this department. Hence the reason I have had 3 major relationships in a 7 year time span. I didn't really like these guys extra more, I just have a bad habit of hanging on. I think its okay to hang on, if you think he is "the one". But unfortunately for me, at least, I haven't gotten that feeling yet.

Its supposed to come naturally right? You "feel" it in the first couple of seconds.....whatever the protocol, I haven't gotten it yet. Which, every female longs for....its part of our DNA. There ya go, I gave you a secret into unlocking the female gender, We all want to love and be loved in return. Big Shocker there!!

It's a rather unfortunate feeling when you realize you are just hanging on... but, everyone , no matter what there flaws are put into our lives for a reason. I have learned many things from my past exes. Thanks to them I know what a liar, cheater, compulsive idiot looks like...

I wonder when Mr. Right will come strolling in...if he hasn't already.

What To Do...

2008-08-13T23:32:00.002-05:00

I have been trying to put my life in order the past couple days... not that it has been out of whack. But I have been trying to figure out which path it is going to go down. Is it going to go towards a successful career of writing and something in art, my two sought after degrees. Or should I switch over to education and try and be a high school teacher and fulfill my desire of being a high school cheerleading coach. Is that super corny? I guess I just had such a horrible coach, I know I could have done 100% better than her, so its always been a dream, a little one, but a dream none the less.

Did I just lose your interest, by mentioning the word cheerleader? That word always seems to make people go pale and lose complete interest in life. I guess they were either jealous of cheerleaders because they never were one, or because the cheerleaders were always the "mean girls" of the school.

I was never like that at all. I was an equal opportunity cheerleader, if I do say so myself. I tried to be friends with everyone from the math club to the student council to choir. I tried not to leave anyone out. Why would you? ya know?

ANYWAYS....Its been interesting. I would love to write.. how awesome would it be to sit at home and be able to work at the same time? Yeah, there are moments when I wish I could be on some deserted island with my laptop typing away...but most of the time I settle for my desk in my two bedroom town home, with my screaming 1.5 year old at my ankles. How could that not sound like paradise?

Thankfully I am only 23 and still have a couple years to figure my life out. Maybe I could be a high school art teacher/cheer coach that also teaches a creative writing course? Or I could be an artist who writes for a cheer magazine? hmm...the possibilities are endless...

Sleep Blues

2008-07-30T14:18:00.002-05:00

As much as I love sleeping with my little munchkin stuffed between my right armpit and Andrews butt crack.. its getting rather old. FAST.

Jack is 20 months old and STILLLLLL sleeps with us. I know its a comfort thing. BUT COME ON! Warning New Moms: DO NOT LET YOUR CHILD SLEEP WITH YOU. EVER. NO MATTER HOW CUTE IT IS.

We have put up his own "big boy" bed in the corner of our bedroom. To try and ease the transition we got him a stuffed animal. I am not kidding people, his bed is a foot away from me. But he still screams. He is fine if I am standing next to his bed, but as soon as I flop my butt on my bed.. and my mattress squeaks. He screams! Every freaking time.

But here is the latest dilemma with him sleeping with us. Waking up to nice, warm PEE. Yup. You read right.. Pee. His diapers have been leaking, thanks to Andrew wanting to save money on diapers. WARNING NEW MOTHERS: DON'T LET YOUR CHEAP BOYFRIEND BUY DIAPERS.
So therefore, we wake up to pee. This has happened three times in the last two weeks. Andrew is a clean freak so he immediately rips off the sheets, even if I am sleeping soundly, and stuffs them in the wash.

I don't know what else to do. I think we are stuck with it until Jack gets his own room. But that wont be for a couple months. I guess the moral of the story is: Don't let convenience over ride practicality.

80% of the time, ALL the time

2008-07-29T18:40:00.003-05:00

The toddler years came quick. I remember the good ole days of spit up, a non mobile child who didn't have control of his extremities and canned baby food. Am I the only one who misses that? Ok. I don't really... but these terrible twos should really be called, terrible 1.5's.

Jacks a lot of things going for him, like his beautiful green eye...his thousands of kisses and hugs...his little laugh...oh and the twirl, clap, head bang and stop dance he does. Those I could deal with ALL day long. Its the other 80% that's tough stuff!

Lately I have been considering writing the city to see if they can enforce toddler only areas. Therefore everyone in that area would empathize with each other. "Oh your kid runs around screaming his head off too?" or "What? You tell your child NO! and they giggle and run away, also?!"

I never seem to learn my lesson from the last public venture with Jack. I always have this false image of him sitting quietly and listening to me when I say NO! So...I take him to get ice cream or to the doctors office. Then reality sets in as soon as we step foot in the door. My kid is the one pulling out all the books at the doctor's office...running around kicking other kids and trying to hug the little girls.

I have come close to getting a leash for him... something I swore I would never do. But all of us mothers have a list of taboo items we would never give to our child, that we made while they were still in utero, like Barney or McDonald's. But truly...its whatever keeps them occupied for more than 30 seconds. If this means coloring the table at a restaurant, sorry servers!, but so be it....

Jackson still holds strong to his dolphin screeches...that make the entire San Antonio population, turn and look at us and whisper to each other, "Wow, he is a handful." I KNOW PEOPLE!! I get it..you don't see the exhausted look on my face? My hair isn't in a ponytail because I like the way I look in an up do... its because he will try and grab my flatiron with his bare hands.

But it's those moments of twirls, claps, head bangs and stomps that make it all worth wild...

The Untold Biblical Story

2008-06-06T13:07:00.002-05:00

My family and I went out to eat the other day for lunch. We do this pretty much weekly...its how we bond as a family, over food. You would think we are all obese but we aren't suprisingly. So we were getting in a friendly but heated discussion over the presidential race, mainly focusing on the fact that Obama was going to be the Democratic candidate.

My grandmother, who in her older years has gotten a lot more right wing, was commenting on the fact that Obama is Muslim and that she doesn't necessarily embrace what the religion has to offer. Also stating that we are fighting Muslim people. BUT that is a WHOLE other blog post...

She went on about how she doest agree with the practice that some, not ALL, Muslim people practice, being the slaughtering of the lamb on Easter. My sister chimed in stating that in Christian religion, the very religion that the United States was founded on, they too have a story of God slaughtering a lamb instead of slaughtering a boy and how Christan's too celebrate it but don't necessarily practice the event every year.

As we go on and on about this revelation, my 7 year old niece decided to make a comment. She looked at all of us and said, "I don't think that God slaughtered a lamb, I think that in Sunday School we were taught that he slaughtered a Moose...yup a Moose that's it! That's what he slaughtered, not a lamb you silly fools..."

We all stopped and looked and laughed. A moose.. who knew? This will be the newest story added to the Newer Testament....

Letter to Stimulus Check

2008-05-16T11:26:00.004-05:00

Dear Stimulus Check,

I know that you are taking a long time because my mother didn't direct deposit your friend, '07 tax return. That sucks. But I really wish that you would hurry your little butt into my mailbox.

I have been dreaming of what I would spend you on for awhile now. The list is long....real long. But the truth is, I will feel ultra guilty if I don't spend at least half of you on Jack.

But for shits and giggles here is my list. Know that the list does not add up to $900 and could far exceed it...but I'm dreaming here!

1. A new hair do. I wanna go blond. Call me crazy....its this stimulus check, free money fever. Plus I wanna see if they really do have more fun.

2. New clothes. Everyone knew that would be on there..please.

3. Pedicure. I no longer wish to have the feet of a runaway slave.

4. Manicure. Heck why not?

5. Vegas..for when we go in July. yay!

6. Down payment on a New Porsche...hey I said I was dreaming.

7. Some grass for my front lawn....it looks bad. real bad.

8. A personal trainer. Hopefully one of the male gender...and a cute one. A real cute one! yeah!

9. A sushi chef that will come to my house once a week.. he must specialize in caterpillar rolls.

10. Spurs tickets. (If they keep winning)

11. A trip around the world.

12. A boob job. You know you want one too!

13. A flat screen...I had a dream last night I was buying one.

14. A years supply of Whataburger.

15. Liposuction..

Ok that's all for now. I could go on and on...but you get the picture. So please. If you don't mind, hurry up and get delivered already before my list keeps growing. Because it will. trust me.

Sincerely,

Maegan

My Future Janitor

2008-05-07T13:03:00.004-05:00

Most boys aspire to be pro sports players, well for those exceptions who aspire to be hair dressers, either or I would love Jackson regardless of his abilities in either areas of expertise. That being said...my son aspires to be, a janitor. Its true. My 17th month old is the cleanest clean freak of a child this side of the Mississippi. He likes to sweep, carry around a dust pan, of which we had to eventually get him a toy broom and dust pan because the normal adult sized ones were knocking him down. He has also been quite obsessed with our new handheld vacuum.

Seriously, it has gotten to the point that we cannot take out the vacuum until he goes to sleep. Otherwise, he will scream and throw a tantrum until we hand it over and let him play with it until it dies. It is a little ridiculous. But I am guilty of pointing him to certain dust bunnies...hey, hes the one that loves to clean, not me!

Yesterday, while out shopping I discovered the most awesome toy. It was a vacuum that is his size..makes all the vacuum noises...PLUS it is a doggie. So it barks! I mean this had Jack written ALL over it. His favorite animal AND his favorite toy. wow. So my mom bought it for him and he hasn't put it down yet. This morning he went straight to it and proceeded to bark and vacuum my entire house.