Kaitlyn is almost done with another cheerleading season, and as much as she likes it, I have to say that I'm relieved. It's a lot of work, and very time consuming. She has 3 nights of practices every week, 2 hours each. And then games on Saturdays that usually take up the whole day if they are away games. The games are done now, but she's got a competition coming up in a couple of weeks. I'm not sure if they'll do as well this year as last year (they won 1st both competitions). To be honest, I don't think their coach is anywhere near as good, and that's why. The second competition is a 2 day thing in San Diego, and I'm not sure if everyone goes, or just those who place at the first competition. We want her to do well, but we also know how hard it would be for us to drive all that way. So we'll see what happens. :)
Being a mom is probably the hardest thing I'll ever have to do. I rarely have time for myself, and there are times when I'm so tired I can barely function. But it's all worth it when I cuddle with Ethan, or Kevin says something that is so cute or he gives me a big hug and kiss. Or when Kaitlyn sends me a little e-mail telling me I'm the best mom ever.
I love that I get to see all the little things every day. I get to see all of Ethan's firsts. I get to hear all the cute stuff Kevin says (which makes me the translator when Troy gets home). I get to pick Kaitlyn up from school and hear about her day. I love my job! Sure I don't get paid in money, but the experiences I get to have every day with my wonderful kids is worth so much more.
I was reading the comments to the editor in the most recent issue of Baby Talk magazine, which were in response to the August cover that had a breastfeeding baby on it. I was appalled at some of them. I can't say I was shocked, because I know there are some idiots out there, but they sure did upset me. Here's a small sampling:"I was shocked to find this pornography in my mailbox . . ."Are you kidding me? You're trying to tell me I expose my kids and husband to pornography every day when I breastfeed Ethan? It's a baby eating for heaven sakes!"Let me settle the great breastfeeding-in-public debate: Cover up or do it at home!"First of all, who the heck is this person to try to tell anyone what to do. Second, I would really, really like to find the woman who wrote this, and go up to her in a restaurant and tell her to cover herself up with a blanket or eat at home. Because that's what she's telling my baby to do, and there is no difference!And here's my personal favorite, because there is something seriously wrong with this person:"I think you guys are disgusting for putting that on your front cover. Yes, it may be natural, but we have formula now. Anyone doing it in public should be arrested for indecent exposure. Why can't they put it in bottles or something? I find the picture very offensive."There are so many things wrong with that I don't even know where to start. Let's start with "we have formula now". Are you telling me I should forego the absolute perfect food for my baby, and go with inferior food so that you can feel comfortable, and so that I'm not "disgusting". And this person says we have formula now, as if that should make breastfeeding obsolete. And how about "anyone doing it in public should be arrested for indecent exposure". Well then, I sure hope they arrest almost every single person wearing a swimsuit at the beach, or a low-cut blouse, or anything of the sort. Because they're showing a lot more than I ever show when I nurse in public.And last, "why can't they put it in bottles or something". I find that thought so ridiculous, that I almost don't even know what to say to that. The food is already in it's package, dude! My baby is used to it, he's comfortable with it, it's convenient. Why the heck would I need or want to put the food into a different container? I could go on and on about this, because it's obviously something I feel very passionate about, but I think I've said enough for now.
Kevin used to watch Bear in the Big Blue House all day every day (if I let him). So I bought him a Blues Clues movie, and he's loving it. He has a little notebook that he sits there and draws on while he watches it. It's so cute! Maybe this will replace Bear. It's more likely that it'll replace it for a few days, like Robots or The Pacifier did, but we'll always go back to Bear.
My chunky monkey is 2 months old today. I can't believe how fast time flies. He is smiling so much, and "talking" to me with little hums. He had his 2 month doctor visit, and weighed 13 lbs 5 oz. He's such a sweet baby, and is generally happy and good. The only time he's not good is when he's in the car, which he hates. He can scream for over an hour before he gives up and goes to sleep.
I can never keep a journal in real life, so since I use the computer so much, I figured maybe I could do one online.
The title of my blog comes from something Kevin always says. I love when he says it. It cracks me up. If he doesn't want something, he'll say "me never like that". And yesterday, Kaitlyn was holding a crayon up in front of Ethan, and Kevin said, "No! Him never like that. Hand me! Hand me!"
