Opppsala!

I was 30 lbs overweight when I got preggo with Oz. My doc and I set out a reasonable weight gain of 25-30 lbs. I was really good about what I ate, I can count how many sodas I had on one hand and luckily pregnancy killed my desire for sweets!

I gained 26 lbs the whole pregnancy which was awesome. What was even more killer was that at 7 weeks post birth I had lost it all and was at my pregnancy weight. I was so excited over that, things were still a little smooshy in places they didn't used to be but I had lost all the weight at least. When I stopped pumping breastmilk (my body stopped producing), I gained about 5 lbs back but remained steady. It was managable so I didn't worry much abou it.

Then I started work and things didn't go so good. Since I've started back I went up to 19 lbs over my pre pregnancy weight. Sadly it was probably pretty much all my fault. I was so happy to be able to have coffee again I started going to Starbucks every day. That was a Baaaaaaad idea! So to help myself out from my weight gaining addiction I set a few rules for myself:

1. The first words out of my mouth will always be - Tall, Nonfat, No Whip (unless its juice blend drink)

2. Coffee mornings will be 3 days or less a week

3. No more ordering their pound cakes for breakfast, make oatmeal insated


I started these small changes about 2 weeks ago and so far I've lost 2.5 lbs. Thank heavens!

I love me some Starbucks but now just in moderation. :-)

My Christmas Eve gift

I've been given a cold by either my son or my husband, but that's not my Christmas Eve gift. My nose is stuffy, I have a cough and I am living on Dayquil. I'd prefer to not be sick on Christmas, but you can't control a cold.

In the midst of all this runny nose, tissues and empty Dayquil packages I got pretty cool present at 03:58 this morning. Oz is still waking for a 3-5 am bottle. I still try the diaper change first, but I haven't had any luck as of yet at just putting him back to sleep after putting a fresh nappy on. Groggy, stuffy and a little grumpy I wandered into Oz's room to change him, re-swaddle him and then take him down for his nummies. Leaning over the crib what do I see? My little man sleeping on his tummy. He'd totally broken out of his swaddle (it was around his waist), and was rustling about on his tummy. At his 4 month well baby I had to flick the young doc on her ear for missing that Oz hadn't rolled over yet and he's 5 months in 2 days (she hadn't even read his chart, I had to ask about it). So it was a great pleasure to see that in the darkness of night he's figured out how to roll over from back to tummy. I think he was rustling about because he was stuck and couldn't get off his tummy.

Regardless of why he rustled, I was given a pretty cool gift this Christmas Eve - my son rolled over. Merry Christmas to you all, be good and love one another.

Orange

Sweet Potatoes are orange! Oz has successfully eaten 2 jars of sweet potatoes over the last 4 days. I think one jar is like a full meal but I've fed half as a way to introduce to Oz that some things taste MUCH better than nasty old rice cereal. He likes it and will open his mouth and lean towards the spoon. So sweet potatoes are a hit! I'm sticking with the sweetpotatoes for 2 weeks and will then try squash next. It's so cute watching him eat. And yes I have pictures that I need to upload.



CVG - I've always spelt colour, favourite, flavour and theatre that way since I was a kid. I probably read the spelling in a book I was reading and adopted it. I don't even know I'm doing it until someone points it out.

Will you just...

SHUT THE EFF' UP AND COLOUR?

My job is human resources.

Your job is administration.

You think you are a research genius and pull halfbaked, totally WRONG CRAP from the dredges of Google. Witholding information is your favourite pastime as well as cc'ing God and Country on your emails. Do I really care if you cc'd the Deputy Commander? Ohhh shake in my boots he's an LTC. SFW? You waste his time with piddlely-shit emails of crap you are supposed to be resolving on your own (with me your servicing Advisor). What effin' ever.

You want to play pissing contest? Be my guest, but you do it alone. I don't have time as I am trying to recruit for your damn vacancies. But pissing in cherrios is what you focus on, to hell with the applicants and employees you hurt/hinder in the process.

Please just shut the eff up and colour, let me do my job. I'm sure your Deputy Commander will be quite happy at the job I could do if you weren't standing there trying to trip me as I walk by.

Better yet please go to hell in your own damn basket because I've had just about enough of you.

Busy Bee

In true blogger fashion I lost my post....grrrr

I've been slacking on blogging but would much rather spend the time with Oz and then after he's in bed frantically clean something so that the house isn't constantly dirty.

Another deployment is coming and we are preparing. We've been updating our life insurance, IRA payouts, wills and spoke to my brother about becoming Oz's guardiand should anything ever happen. I know it sounds a little morbid, but you have to look ahead and take of your child. I'd hate to leave it all up to some frickin' probate court on the welfare of a minor child - MY minor child to boot.

On to lighter topics - I am truly amazed at the seemingly overnight changes Oz has made. He's went from the quiet, observer to the squaking, grab, yank and shove in his mouth anything that croses his path do-er. He even tells you off after staring at his bottle in the bottle warmer if you aren't moving fast enough according to him. He grabs toys now, swtiches hands, shoves them in his mouth and purposely drops them on the floor for you to go and get them.

We tried some rice cereal a couple of weeks ago because he seems to always be so hungry but it didn't go so well. The first try we waited until he was too hungry and got a very angry baby who wanted his frickin' bottle not some damnable spoon! The second try proved he wasn't ready because his tongue thrust was too strong. So we waited a couple of weeks and tried again last weekend. It went much better, but I don't think he likes rice cereal unless its spiked in his bottle. He'd take the spoon in his mouth and as the cereal hit his tongue he made this quasi cry face but would smile instantly if I smiled. I'm thinking either he hated the taste or the texture. So since he's lost the tongue thrust we will move on to sweet potatoes and see which it was (taste or texture).

Yesterday was his first day in an exersaucer at Barb's. He loved it. I got there and he looked up at me, smiled and then spun around to another portion of the toy and started pushing buttons. Grandma and Grandpa have a similar exersaucer on the way as a Christmas gift. We really didn't get too much since he has a decent amount of toys already.

We think since he's just starting to get into toys that what we got was plenty and have decided to spend a little extra cash on two Angel Tree Kids on post. We've always gotten a boy and a girl and just enjoy knowing that someone in the military community is getting a little something when we've got the means to give.

So there's an update and its not just pictures. Hopefully I can post a little more regularly, I'll try my best.

19 Weeks

He's getting so big, I can't believe he's almost 5 months.


He's found faces, I cried last week the first time he grabbed my chin after he finished a feeding.








I love this onsie and yesterday's warm weather allowed him to wear it! Arrrgggghhh PIRATES!



He's really started to show interest in toys. Blue puppy is his favourite! This was after dinner Saturday night. He sat in my lap for most of dinner, but I spent most of my dinner moving the plate, the fork, the napkin and drink napkin with my coke on it. He managed to grab an asparagus stock before I noticed. *Giggle*