Arghgrhrhhhh So hard to keep this train a moving

We are finally going to get internetz this week so I can have an updated blog. Woohoo.

No internetz= grrrrrr

Anywho, I've had surgery to remove the kidney stones and stent from my body. Can I hear a HALLELUJAH?! Seven months they've taken residence in my urinary system, but the eviction has taken place! Unfortunately, this means four weeks of recovery and no picking up objects that weigh over ten pounds. Mack weighs well over ten pounds. Again, I am saddened.

I think I'm the only person that does not have a Twitter or a Tumblr. I like Tumblr because you basically post crap you think is cool. Short image posts that make people smile.

Twitter however I do not understand. My fifteen year old sister described it to me as a website of just Facebook statuses. Which is cool, but Facebook has status updates. Why do I need a Twitter and a Facebook? Do I double post one status or is one status only for Facebook and the other, Twitter?

Finally, I've decided to chop all my hair off in hopes that my son can longer pull it out. As much as I love glamourous big hair, my son loves to yank on it more. Five-month-olds have a very firm grip and no remorse. I figure by the time my hair grows long again Mackenzie will no longer play tug of war with my tresses.



Hello new hair, how I'll miss my ponytails.

Santa Claus Parade!

Happiest guy ever and he didn't even watch the parade.

Mack is three months old!

My baby boy is three months old today. I love him so much. I can hardly believe it's been a quarter of a year since he was born.

I remember every day of my last trimester being a nightmare. It dragged on and on. In my last month of pregnancy, I googled "how to induce labour" every day and tried all sorts of things. I drank raspberry leaf tea, bounced on an exercise ball, walked everywhere and he wouldn't budge. Because of my kidney stones, I was able to have him induced early since he was full term and I was in extreme discomfort.

I was induced Monday and two days of contractions later at 6:55pm on Wednesday August 25th, Mackenzie Benjamin Jacob Noel Jennings was born. He weighed 6lbs and 13 ounces. Which was pretty good considering he was almost two weeks early. He was tiny though, the only outfits that fit were for premies.

Now I have a 15 pound, roly poly three month old and all the days preceding are such a blur. Those nights in the pediatric wing for his jaundice, the endless feedings, the constant demand of his newborn screams all seem like ages ago.

Mack is changing everyday. He smiles all the time. He's always watching us and taking in everything we do. He holds his head steady and is putting more and more weight on his legs. He has strong opinions, he knows what he wants and when he wants. If he wants to nurse, he's going to nurse, no binkies or nunus will stop it.

I'm happier now than I've ever been. I regret nothing I've done in my past because if I changed anything at all, I wouldn't be able to hold my strong, sweet boy in my arms and see gorgeous eyes watching me wherever I go.

Happy Three Months little Mack. Mommy loves you more than you know.

Oh and Daddy too.

No dignity

I recently had a 50 year old woman feel up my ladybits. I could end the blog there, but I feel like an explaination is in order.

I had an ECG done last week and I was under the impression that I could at least wear a bra during the procedure. Nope, the nurse basically told me to strip it down for the waist up and gave me a "privacy sheet" to wrap around myself. So I do so and she rips it down past my chest and just leaves my belly covered! Thanks for not looking at my stretch marks... really cared about that when my boobs are out. I so did not want to give her eye contact, but she wanted to have a pleasent conversation throughout the procedure. Awesome.

Lately I've been obsessed with reading and saving new recipes. I love it. I have never been more addicted to a website than I am with Cooks.com. I have at least six different casseroles lined up.

Tuesday I have another ultrasound. I'm so excited. Please be a giant baby so you can come out early! I'm going to eat as much sugar as possible, hopefully he gains two pounds. He probably won't though.

Back to my recipes.

Guess who's back?

I am!

I am 34 weeks pregnant as of Thursday and boy has it been a bumpy ride. I am 33 pounds heavier and 100 times whinier. I hate walking, breathing, peeing and basically pretty much living these days. I can't sleep. There are no comfortable positions when you're as big as a house. Since I can't sleep I am always tired and frequently "rest", which is sitting my butt down whenever possible. I am usually found sitting on the floor of any store I visit.

I'm doing okay as far as kidney stone pain. I had the surgery to place the stent, but the stent really isn't that comfortable either. Once baby comes out, the kidney stones do as well. I'm very excited for September!

The baby shower went well. It was great to see so many smiling, happy faces. The cake was fantastic. The barbeque tofu was pretty fantastic as well. Everyone had a pretty good time, at least that's what I was told. I enjoyed seeing all of mine and Justin's friends. It's so hard to get out and enjoy things these days, so I barely see anyone really.

My most recent cravings are fried tofu and Diet Pepsi. Applesauce and pita bread are big hits as well. Justin makes the best fried tofu ever. I love my man so much!

I'm so ready for the fall to come. Summer end soon!

Woah.

Seeing it move was the weirdest feeling I've ever felt. I wanted to cry, laugh and run away all at the same time. It didn't just move a little, it was doing flips and turns all over the place.

This has become so real.

UPDATE TIME

Listening to "Intermediate Britney" before she married K-Fed and sang songs like "Slave 4 U" and "Toxic". In my personal opinion, the best Britney. Although her new comeback with "Circus" is pretty good too. Current song: Everytime. Next up: Toxic.

Anywho, it's Sunday and it's my day off. JJ's watching Home Alone, which bums me out because it's a Christmas movie. Christmas should be watched in November and Decemeber only. It bums me out if it's any sooner because Christmas is my favourite. Although, right now I'm way more pumped for summer.

I had my first baby doctor appointment. I'm going to be completely real right now. There is nothing sacred when it comes to having a baby. Doctors check everything out and ask a billion questions. I've never been poked and prodded so much, ever.

I have my first ultasound on Friday. I don't know how I feel. I guess I'm excited, but I'm also really nervous. It becomes so real when you finally see the person taking residence inside you. I can tell they're there because I'm getting bigger every week, but I haven't seen, heard or felt them. The other questions like, "what if they don't find a heart beat?" "what if there's something wrong?" are all bouncing around in my head.

I really need to get out of the house. I need girl time. All I do is worry, work and sleep.