Lesson Learned

Turning 34 on the day after Christmas brought me a lesson. Did you know that you are actually supposed to drink water? I will admit, I am not a water drinker. I don't enjoy it AT ALL. Hence, why I haven't been drinking any. Well, apparently, if you don't drink water, you become dehydrated. No seriously, it happens. I know, I know, you all know this. Well, apparently if you are pregnant and don't' drink water and become dehydrated it can bring on contractions, real contractions. So, at 1 am on my birthday, I woke up with a major case of the chills. Then, came the contractions. I was in shock and laid there counting. Finally at 2 am I woke up Allen and told him I thought maybe I was contracting. And that I was soooo cold and needed a bath. I laid in the bath a long time. Got out and began to contract all over again. Allen went into panic mode with me and started washing baby clothes since that was not done. I tried to sleep but let's be honest, not much sleeping was going on. In the a.m., I quickly realized that I had nothing packed for me. Tried packing but I was a little overwhelmed with the idea of giving birth that day. Allen helped ready the house and we left for the hospital.
Well upon arriving and getting checked in, they noticed my ketones were way elevated which mean I was severely dehydrated. Ahhh, so that's why I was SO thirsty. An IV bag and a half later, I got the lecture about drinking water and keeping my iron in check since I am still anemic. Basically, I need to take better care of myself. So, lesson learned. I have been downing water and trying to remember the vitamins I need to take.
Thank you to all that were ready in the wings to help us with Ryan. We may need you again if Erin comes early. But my bags are almost done being packed correctly. And we are trying to ready to house quickly. This all probably means she will hold out until 1/14/09. haha

Christmas 2008

I think this was the oddest Christmas ever for me. With the house in complete chaos, I couldn't decorate like I normally would. Then came the sickness that has plagued our family for weeks. And maybe the lack of a nice Christmas budget affected it as well. I am use to having Christmas done before Christmas and certainly never shopping on Christmas eve or the the day prior. BUT it ended up nice! I learned this year that maybe it is better that the tree can be walked around even after the gifts are displayed underneath. And that it is definitely okay for Toys R Us not to be taking up residence under there. We whittled down this year and it was more than enough. Lesson learned. Now, I know that adding a little girl to the mix next year will bring more gifts but I think I will stick with the same plan: more quality gifts and less filler. Anyway, we started out Christmas Eve at church. This was the first year our church was able to do a Christmas Eve service. It was really nice to be with the people we love (eventhough none of it was family) on a night so special.
When we got home, with Carabbas in tow, we opened up our Hallmark ornaments.


Finally after eating dinner, we were able to get Ryan to sleep because Santa was coming close to Florida. The cookies were laid out for the man in red.

And then Allen and I went to sleep;-)

The next morning, what to our surprise, the tree had gifts under it!

And the cookies had been eaten! Well almost eaten. Apparently Santa likes my normal selection better. To be honest, Santa, you are lucky we had any left in the house. If you have a pregnant lady and a 3 year old in the house with a batch of nice, warm cookies, it's each to his own. You almost lost. Sorry about the slice and bakes.

I heard Ryan stirring and Simba and I laid in waiting for Ryan to come out.

Ryan notices the cookies and milk were eaten. Well, he did notice that half a cookie was left and gave it to mommy.

Then, he started to survey the gifts.

He found what Santa left him: a Smart Cycle

On to stockings....

The hershey kiss candy cane was the first stop.

And who can resist eating one or two, maybe even three.

On to the gifts! Grandma's rocket!

A Superman stool I painted for him.

After a potty break, Ryan ended up back on the Smart Cycle

Then, he opened his Superman blanket

A race car track (which I have labeled the demon considered my pregnanet self has to reset the track after every run. Not an easy task while smuggling a bowling ball in the belly)

And the gift he had been hounding us for...GeoAir.


He also opened clothes, a camera (which now has lots of up close and personal pics on it)and a doctor kit.
Then, Ryan danced to the Beatles Christmas song.

After playing a bit, we got ready and went to Grandma's for Christmas in Kissimmee.
Ryan started everyone in on opening gifts. He's the youngest and had been casing the tree since we got there. It's hard for a 3 year to contain himself in the midst of that much wrapping paper. A note on wrapping paper and gifts with Ryan: I have never seen anything quite like it. Ryan turned into this raging un-wrapper. He was clawing at the paper to rip it in shreds as fast as possible. It gave us lots of laughs.



And what he ended up playing with most of the day. Thank goodness I asked Allen to bring it with us. And notice the wardrobe change. Aunt Sandy found a flashing Superman t-shirt. A HUGE hit.


The day was busy but nice. It was nice to spend some quiet time as a family of 3. And then it was fun being with a huge family to finish out the day.

(and of note, spell check is down, so I apologize in advance)

Merry Christmas

I wanted to stop for a second and wish my blog readers a Merry Christmas. I hope your day is filled with many wonderful family memories. And off to Christmas #2 we go!

Fashion Do or Don't?

You be the judge!

The Turners do Christmas Disney-style

Yesterday, after Ryan's Christmas program, we drove out to Disney. Now looking back at this, it was probably not the smartest decision of ours but we went anyway. Today, Ryan and I both visited our regular doctors. He now has a double ear infection and I have a sinus infection. So there you go. Bad Parents of the Year award goes to us. Anyway, this most likely was our last visit until Erin gets here because hauling this belly around isn't so easy anymore.
Whining, done. Here are th pics from yesterday (since I am sure you are more interested in that than the amount of snot pouring out of my nose,lol):

We walked right in and found who, SANTA. And he was undiscovered so we had lots of time with him (no "The Christmas Story" Santa hohohooooo happening to us)




And the "Mom, I got a candy cane!" picture


Disney was not busy. We were able to ride quite a few rides in the small amount of alloted time we had. Here are Allen and Ryan on what I think is Ryan's new favorite ride. Allen said he was laughing hysterically the whole way. He is no where near ready for his license.


We stayed to see the castle become aglow with the white lights. Just beautiful.


Then we ran, quite literally, to MGM for the lights there.




And Ryan enjoying a little Florida snow.

My poor baby

Ryan has been sick since Tuesday night. He has had breathing treatments in the past but we never realized that every time he got a cold it went straight to his lungs. Duh. Well, we tried 2 treatments on Weds after keeping him home from school and they were not working. So off to the after hours peds. 2 hours later and $180, Ryan was put on 2 steroids and breathing treatments. Today was the first day we let him enter back into society. Anyway, I am hoping he is on the mend now. This is a busy week at school for him. And then Weds. after his Christmas program, Allen took off and we are doing the Christmas Disney stuff.

Here is a pic from Ryan getting his treatment last night. He literally fell asleep doing it. Poor thing.

We've been working on the nursery...

All the live long day! Well it seems like it. It has to be the longest project we've ever done. And it is finally coming together. Good thing, huh?! Anyway, this weekend Allen worked on getting the carpet in. I should have taken a picture of his bloody knees (and I am not using some British slang). They were literally bleeding from doing the carpet kick. So all of you people who think, "Awesome, Allen knows hows to do carpet now. I need to call him!" Don't bother. It may take forever his knees to recover from doing the room all in one night by his lonesome. Pretty sure this sealed his deal to get arthritis in them. Anyway, he did wonderful! And then I touched up the paint and voila, we were done with the bad part. Yesterday, I sat there and put clothes in her closet. And then we put the crib together. I am amazed how well it is looking so far. Tonight the rest of the furniture goes in.
Here are some pics of the transformation!

Ryan supervising the padding going in

Brief pause for my cute kid

Then some laid down on the job

Ryan helping touch up the paint

And a wee little sneak peak of the room with carpet

It's a Bird, it's a plane...

It's a Gingerbread Superman. Yes, I am sure this is a first. Ryan has us do Superman logos, costumes, etc. on anything/everything possible. So, when given the gingerbread man to decorate for preschool this year I knew exactly what to do! I like original. haha I did the coloring and setting up of the costume. Ryan helped with the glitter. Thank you, Lord, for vacuum cleaners! Here is the finished product:

If you watch "The Office" you will think this is funny

And if you don't watch "The Office", why are you my friend again? lol Seriously, I stumbled across this gem this morning. Apparently they say it is real. Who knows. But still so funny. Well maybe not funny to the teacher. Kudos to whoever found it.

43 days?!?

I am trying not to have heart palpatations when saying this, at the latest, we will have another child joining our family in 43 days. 43 days! I wish I could be excited but with so much left to do in our home, it actually is making me panic. Her room is no where near done. The house is cramped with displaced furniture. And Christmas is here. I managed to get a tree up in the playroom. So that is as Christmas-y as it's going to get for at least a week or so in our home. Clark Griswold, er, I mean Allen, is chomping at the bit to get the Turner Tinsel Town going outside. It's quite the display, if I say so myself. Poor guy is going to be working his buttinski off for the next week finishing everything that needs to be done before big momma bursts into tears. But here is a little "preview" of the paint minus any carpet:



And as I was taking the pics, this little guy decided to jump into the action.