Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Since getting it, I have used it to cook french toast, grilled cheese sandwiches, bacon, steak, chicken, and...well, maybe that's it. But we were housesitting for over a week, sick for a week, and I only cook a few times a week anyway. Ours is the perfect size for two people, but I know they come larger, and they also can open wide for more space. Cleaning is super easy.
(So I don't want this to sound too much like a product review, but I will say that the brand is Hamilton Beach. George Foreman grills are similar and I'm sure there are other brands too).
Anyway, last night I made a pretty good dinner. I based it off of one of my favorite dishes that my mom makes, though now that I think about it, pretty much the only ingredients that were the same were the chicken, curry, and green onions. But anyway, here's the original recipe:
Chicken Curry Salad
-cooked, shredded chicken
-chopped green onions
-slivered almonds (my mom also uses walnuts, but I have developed an aversion to walnuts as I've grown older)
Mix with mayonnaise and curry. Yum. This is best served cold so the mayo and curry can settle into the chicken.
My version--chicken pasta salad
-grilled, shredded chicken
-grapes, cut in half
-cooked and cooled egg noodle pasta
Mix with mayo and curry. Chill.
Whenever I actually plan meals in advance and shop for the ingredients, I have this meal and then corn potato chowder, because they both use green onions and celery and I don't use those a lot in many other meals. Yum. Corn potato chowder. I need to go out and buy ingredients for that. I'll post the recipe for that when I make it too.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
We discovered by accident last night that she can stand by herself. Adam was vacuuming and I interrupted him to watch her stand for a couple seconds, even though it made her kind of upset. I set her down and we watched her stand (crying), start to fall, catch herself, start to fall again, catch herself (cry louder), and finally she leaned forward and caught herself on her hands. I then saved her and we cuddled her and reassured her that her mom and dad really don't hate her. So she can stand, but it scares her really badly to not be holding onto anything. I've tried it a couple more times with her, but she's figured it out and leans back really hard against my hands so I can't let go. Grr. But she stood! For about ten seconds! That's pretty amazing. I think Adam was right when he said that the day she learns to stand by herself, she'll be walking. I'll amend it to be that the day she enjoys standing by herself, she'll walk.
Yesterday evening was one of those really nice ones that makes you feel all good and productive. I was annoyed at first because Katrina only slept for half an hour for her afternoon nap, but once we made it to dinner, she made up for it by obediently eating everything I gave her. She was even good enough that I decided to throw together some dinner right then and there. Usually I have to wait until Adam is home to watch Katrina. Adam walked in the door at 5:00 to a nice dinner of couscous, chicken, and peas. Katrina ate it right along with us and even fed herself chunks of couscous. And no peas were dropped! Then we played, had lots of fun entertaining her, got her to bed, and Adam even still had a few minutes before leaving for his troup committee meeting. I sewed and watched Lost. Just a nice evening overall.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I am a mean, mean mother. I force my daughter to lay on the ground and put tempting objects just out of reach. See:
They must be very tempting, otherwise she will simply cry a little, give up, and play with her feet instead while rolling around.
Seriously though, I really don't make her do this enough. Maybe if I had, she would be crawling now? I probably should have continued to enforce tummy time, but once she could roll over by herself I stopped making her do tummy time everyday. Now she's fine on her stomach--it no longer makes her cry, at least, but she gets too frustrated to crawl.
Sorry about the moping, I just get a little down when I read about babies lots younger than her crawling, standing, pulling up, and even walking. I also see them at church.
On the other hand, I'm getting a taste of what things will be like once she can walk, since any moment Katrina is not eating or sleeping she wants to be walking around with her lion push-toy. I might get a few minutes of her quietly playing with her toy basket, but that's lucky. She rarely likes her jumperoo anymore, except to hold on to it while walking, play a little with the toys, and then move back to her lion and continue on. (She's really good at cruising between things now). It's a good thing the floor around the apartment is currently so clean, since we traverse the entire length of it many times a day. I guess it's also good incentive to keep it clean! Also, we had to buy our first baby-proofing supplies. I tried to make a bumper for the coffee table, but it didn't turn out, so we bought one. We also bought outlet covers. Oh, and a new power strip with a box around it that lets us stuff most of the cords into it.
Well, finally, here's another video of Katrina laughing at her daddy's antics. She loves the evening because he is here and we both play with her lots.
Since it's taking forever to load the video, I'll mention some of the other ways in which Katrina is driving us crazy. First of all, she has something like six top teeth about to burst through. They've been like that for weeks. Even the doctor mentioned how close they are. I've even felt the tips a little. But I think maybe they went back in, because it looks smooth now. Anyway, I just want them to come in. Secondly, Katrina has decided to make every meal a fight. She puts up a fight anytime we feed her anything pureed, unless it's yogurt or applesauce. Unless it's a banana or cheese, she throws her food. Sometimes she throws it a little, eats a few, throws some more. Sometimes she eats half and then throws them. One day she will love grapes and the next every time she actually gets one into her mouth it falls out. That's happening a lot lately--she puts it in, no problem, but then she either spits it out or it falls out. If I feed foods to her, she'll sometimes decide she likes it and then feed it to herself, or she'll spit it out. It's different from meal to meal--and I'm talking about the same foods! I also have fairly good success with half sandwiches of bread and butter. But add jam, and on the floor it goes! You can see how every meal is a struggle. Our good little eater is showing through her true colors (or genes!). A third stress is that she is starting to go three hours between naps instead of two. But usually, after two hours of taking care of her, she's fussy, I'm spent, and so I put her down for a nap. Then she plays in her crib for awhile, cries when she gets stuck, and I tell myself that next time I'll wait longer. Then the next time, I'm so ready for a break that I stick her in early again. She adjusts to a new schedule far easier than I do!
And the other stress, on me at least, is her current ambivalence about nursing. We were going strong with four meals a day, but now, half the time, she doesn't want her bedtime meal. As convenient as that is for date nights and babysitting, it still makes me sad. And it's not uncommon for her to refuse a meal during the day, either. I've never especially wanted to do extended breastfeeding, but I was willing to if she wanted it. It looks like she's well on her way to weaning herself, and that is very sad for me, even though breastfeeding has been filled with just as much or more pain then fulfillment for me. It could be that her teeth really are bothering her. I'm hoping that when they come in, a lot of these issues that I've mentioned will resolve themselves (her eating problems, general fussiness, and reluctance to nurse).
Anyway, the video is loaded and she's finally asleep, so I'm going to go take a shower!
Monday, February 23, 2009
I was bored in primary yesterday, which means it's time for another....JUNIOR PRIMARY WISDOM!
For those of you who don't know, I play piano on Sundays for two hours at church. The kids are split into Senior Primary, or kids 8-11, and Junior Primary, kids 4-7. They each have singing time, sharing time (a lesson or activity), and class for an hour. They also meet all together at the end for a scripture, talk, announcements, birthdays, and more songs. Adam takes Katrina for most of it but because he teaches the deacons (12-13 year old boys) during the third hour, we have to alternate and the other sisters in Primary help me out.
The lesson in sharing time Junior Primary was on the Creation. The sister who was teaching stuck numbers on the board with the different creations that were made each day, and then had an activity where the kids were blindfolded and guessed things with their different senses, and then we talked about how Heavenly Father made all of those things for us.
Teacher: "On this day, he made the oceans. Also, what's smaller than the ocean?"
Child: "A water bottle!"
T: "What swims in the ocean?"
Children:"Fish!" "Boats!" "Life jackets!" "Piranhas!"
T: "Adam and Even were created on the sixth day."
Child: "And they were naked."
T: "And what happened on the 7th day?"
T: "Do we taste with our tongue?"
C: "No, with our tastebugs."
T: "Can you tell what this smells like?"
C: "An orange."
T: "Not quite. What is a yellow fruit that's kind of like an orange?"
C: "Orange juice!"
T: "Okay, everyone, make the sound of this animal and she can use her hearing to guess what it is."
Everyone: "Bzzzzz. Bzzzzz. Bzzzzz."
One child: "Oink, oink, oink, oink!" (smart aleck)
We also celebrated the Bishop's birthday with a surprise party and a trivia game.
Primary president: "Who can guess the continents that the Bishop has not been to."
Bishop: "No, I've been to California. Though it is a different world there."
I snapped this picture on my phone while I was writing this. I usually let her struggle a bit when she hits a deadend just to see what she'll do and how she will explore and try to solve her problem. So when she ran into the couch, she came up with an interesting solution to get unstuck--pushing the lion backwards!
Now it's naptime. We're going to go walk to the bedroom. Have a nice day!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Well, we did it. We finally went out to eat for Adam's birthday/Valentine's Day. I found a nice Indian restaurant nearby with great reviews, we packed up the diaper bag, and headed out. Adam was hesitant to bring Katrina, but I didn't care. I just wanted to get out of the house and have a nice dinner!
The food was oh so yummy, and luckily we were able to bring home half of it, so more Indian food today! Katrina ate it along with us. She doesn't eat spicy food very often, but she loved it. Unlike what I was afraid of, she was a little angel baby. She was so interested in everything and so patient in waiting for bites of food. The servers liked to come over and talk to her, since it was pretty empty. It was actually really funny--we walked in at 5:30 to a completely empty restaurant. Adam says, "I have a reservation for Adam James," like it even mattered, since we were the only patrons! I had to struggle not to laugh. Only two other parties came while we were there. It's a great restaurant, so I'm not sure what the deal was. But it does happen to be along a stretch of road that seems to have half the stores going out of business (we hit up Circuit City right afterward), so maybe it's just an unlucky place to own a business.Here's another picture of my hair, with it all down. It's kind of stopped being curly at this point, so you can't really get a sense of how much it sticks up and out.
And here is my new friend! I bought this mini-elliptical and it just arrived yesterday. I tried it out last night and this morning and am very pleased. It has short strides, but I'm short, so it's all right. :] Balancing without something to hold onto isn't too bad and probably adds something to the exercise. It has a good amount of resistance so that even after just a few minutes I was breathing harder and feeling it in all the trouble spots in my legs--wahoo! I'm hoping that adding this to everything will help me feel healthier and lose weight.
And if that isn't enough by itself, the copious amount of Wii sports that we play should do it. :]
Friday, February 20, 2009
These are the beautiful flowers Adam gave me for Valentines Day. They made me very happy. I love flowers. Roses are quite nice, but since they die so quickly, I prefer receiving other flowers. These ones are bright and fun.
I have been wanting to get little alligator and ribbon clippies for Katrina for awhile, especially since the headbands were such failures (she pulls them right off), and these were cheap at Wal-mart. I decided to stick them all in her hair!
Heart-shaped pizza for Valentines Day!
My new haircut with bangs. I have my hair pulled back in a half pony tail. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. The bangs are awful--they are the trendy get-stuck-in-your-eyes type. I like the look, though. Yesterday she styled my hair curly and it was everywhere! I straigtened it later and it looked so much better, but the ends were all choppy, probably since I told her I usually wear it curly. So I did it curly myself today, and didn't diffuse it like she did. The volume is still a problem for me. I think I look like Cathy, from the comic strip. This is why I don't cut my hair short. If this hairstyle only looks good dried and straightened, that stinks.
A picture to show the length. If I can find ways to work with it, I'll be happy. For instance, I have the longer side of my bangs bobby pinned to the side and the shorter side free. It makes me less crazy and looks all right. And if I need to, I can wear it half-up until it grows long enough to weigh itself down again. Product is only so helpful. I have thick, yet fine hair. I want it to curl, but when it gets too curly, like last night, it just goes straight up and out.
Whatever. It'll grow. Right now I'm just really irked because Katrina won't fall asleep. I need to go rotate her and re-cover her because her blankets are probably all over the place.
Next post will have photos from a real camera, not a cell phone, plus a video or two of Katrina walking around with her lion.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Katrina's doctor's visit wasn't quite as painless as I promised her. Good thing she probably doesn't understand me much yet, right? She had to get a flu shot, which wasn't too bad, and get a finger prick blood sample for a hemoglobin test. That was much worse. I think Katrina was much more frustrated with the fact that the nurse wouldn't let her hand go than from the pain.
She is 18.5 lbs, 28 inches long, and has a 18 inch head. That puts her at the 30th percentile for weight, 46th for height, and 85th for head circumference. She also passed most of the milestone questions. I always wonder how fair it is, because she's a month late in her visits, and so they ask questions about 9 month milestones, even though she's ten months. Oh well. We'll be back on track next appointment. Anyway, they make me laugh sometimes. "Does she clap or wave bye-bye? Can she play peek-a-boo? Does she jabber or combine syllables? Does she imitate your sounds?" etc. Who knew peek-a-boo was so important? :] I had to answer no to the questions about pulling herself up on things and crawling, but I think she passed the rest. The doctor isn't worried. I really love Katrina's pediatrician, by the way. She's awesome.
Katrina's napping, but occasionally she wakes up to cough violently. I feel so awful for her. Being sick is not fun for anyone, but especially babies.
I was pretty sure the plugged ducts had turned into full-blown mastitis, since I couldn't stand or even really sit up without feeling nauseous, I had chills constantly, and the pain is much worse than I have previously had. So this morning, even though I feel a little better and can at least walk and drive and pick up Katrina gingerly, I made an appointment with the doctor. My doc is out of town, so I got to see a really nice, energetic female doctor. I think I might try to change to her. She, and all the other nurses and doctors, and well, everyone, loved Katrina. She has some cold symptoms and is feeling clingy, so when people would look at her she would turn her head sideways and lean into me, which of course made them ooh and aah more. She really is a cute baby! I am now on antibiotics and the doctor said that I should feel much better by the end of the week.
Katrina has her next well-baby visit today, though because of our colds, I'll probably sit in the sick kid room. She was coughing pretty badly this morning. I think it's the same cold as I have, so hopefully it goes away soon. Oh, and I don't think she'll get any shots today! I may write another post later today. Have a nice day, everyone!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
--I got a cold somehow, even though I only went out of the house twice. Either I got it from the teenage girl or from Lunch Bunch, where there were lots of toddlers. I can't breathe and I hate life.
--I have two canker sores, one on each side of my mouth. Eating is really hard and I keep eating acidic foods, which I'm sure is not helping. But we haven't gone shopping yet, so there's not much choice. And you try turning down cheesy breadsticks and heart-shaped pizza.
--I am freezing. The apartment is warming up slowly, and I could get another blanket, but that would require either asking Adam to get it, which requires talking (difficult on account of extreme congestion and canker sores) or moving, which involves great pain, on account of:
--Plugged ducts. Or mastitis. Adam and I affectionately call them "plogs," on account of my inability to say "plugged ducts." It stinks. And hurts. And Katrina was fussy all afternoon and evening and not very helpful in my endeavors to remove the plogs. So I hate life.
--I now have a headache.
--We have no more diapers.
Solution: I am planning on going to bed soon. After I get up the nerve to move. And I should try to pump again sometime soon, but I don't think I can handle it. Maybe I'll have Adam bring the pump close to the side of my bed so I can pump in the night if I need to.
--We are home, and we even made money from the whole housesitting gig, which makes sense, but since money was never mentioned, we still kind of wondered.
--Katrina is finally in bed and asleep
--We are going on a date tomorrow for the first time since Katya was born. We are even hiring a babysitter to watch the place while Katrina sleeps. We want to go to an Indian place.
--We actually have some diapers that are too small, but will last us tomorrow morning.
--Adam got me pretty pink flowers.
--We ate heart-shaped pizza for dinner yesterday.
--Adam liked the chocolate and corny LOVE pillow that I left on the bed for him on Friday night (because I couldn't wait another day!)
--Katrina, who had a fever of 101.5 all day Friday and then 103.3, has no more fever and no runny nose. She was great at church, but fussy at Adam's parents' house today. At least church was good. And she's very cute. She likes to say "dungggg" and "donggg" a lot. I thought she might be trying to say "dog," but I think she just likes the sound. I sure hope that dung isn't her first actual word.
--Adam loves his new tent, sleeping bag, and backpack.
--Adam has work off tomorrow.
--Adam is really helpful and nice to me.
Have a nice evening and week and I hope I stop hating life soon.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
While wasting away time the other day during Katrina's nap, I decided to look for my old house in California using GoogleMaps and their StreetView function. I couldn't remember the address but I remembered the street, and since my house was the only two-story house on the block, it was easy to find.
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Then I traveled along streetview until I found my elementary school. Here it is, Oakridge Elementary School, in all of its round glory!
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The fun doesn't end there. I could go through each of the rental houses that I lived in in Colorado Springs (five: the first house, Squirreltail, Moorfield, Sherman, that blue house). I'd like to show you the house that I lived in for twelve years, but it's not on StreetView yet.
Here's where I lived in St. Petersburg for three months:
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Okay, that one didn't quite work out right, since there isn't streetview in Russia, and it didn't zoom where I wanted it too. It's showing the metro station instead. If you read Russian, I lived on Sofia Kofalevsky street in a big L-shaped building next to the trolley stop.
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This is where I lived the year that I met and dated Adam, before I went to Russia and before I got married. If you go to the right you can see where Jolena lived and the house on the corner next to that is where Adam lived.
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And finally, this is my town:
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Hopefully people like my mom and dad, who may not get a chance to visit us for a while, will enjoy looking at the place that I live now.
Ha! I bet you all want to go now and do this yourself. Is this how Tags begin? I'm betting so. Even if you don't all blog about it like me, I bet you'll have fun looking at the places you've lived, and in turn being disappointed if they're not on streetview yet.
So I better go get Katrina now, since she's been awake and talking to herself the whole time I've been doing this. I hoped she would fall back asleep, but oh well.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Actually, I think it's because I don't have homework that I watch so much tv these days. It doesn't go on until after Katrina is in bed, but even when she goes to bed late, she's still in bed by 7:30. We also try to turn it off at 10:00, but often keep watching until 11:00. So that's just a few hours. I don't feel too guilty, because I often combine it with sewing or something else. And it's not the end of the world if I miss a show (even LOST).
Tonight I even watched American Idol. This is the first season that I've watched most of the episodes. Tonight was the first time that I've actually turned on the tv specifically to watch an American Idol episode. I don't know, it kind of feels like I've given into the Dark Side, or something. :]
Life goes on here. The kids are great, the dogs are great. It's raining outside now, which means tomorrow will be another day of confining the dogs inside so that they don't get muddy, and then in turn confining them outside so I don't have to wipe them down. We have three more days here. Adam is on cloud nine because his new camping equipment arrived that he got at a major discount because he's a Scoutmaster. He has a new tent, sleeping bag, and backpack.
Katrina responds regularly to a few phrases. She'll answer to "Come to me," which is cute, if a little pathetic because she can't crawl, so she tries and topples over and then rolls around like a turtle stuck on its back. She opens her mouth obediently during meals when we tell her to. The cutest is when we say "Give me a kiss," she touches noses with us with an open mouth. Or she gives our cheeks open-mouthed kisses. And if I kiss her, she often responds with a click of her tongue that sounds just like the smack of the kiss I gave her. I bought her these magnetic toys at the store yesterday and roll the ball around, trying to get her to say "ball," or "dog" if the dogs are near. She has said some pretty good "ba!" and "da!" noises that seem to be in response to my urgings, but it's just too hard to tell. Oh, and today she army-crawled across the bed three times to get to a jar of ointment of mine that she has always loved. Yay! Maybe she will crawl yet. This was the first time that I put something out of her reach and she actually found a way to get to it. Usually she just moves her legs fruitlessly and ends up pushing herself backwards.
I'm looking forwards to Valentine's Day and a three-day President's Day weekend. Have a good day tomorrow, everyone!
Monday, February 9, 2009
More walking from today. Look at that belly! She's actually still only 19 lbs. She was that weight at Christmas. She also hasn't grown much taller. I'm not too worried, but we'll see what the doctor says at her appointment next week. Besides, her head is still in the 80th percentile, so it makes up for her 23rd percentile height, right?
Katrina and I spend all of her awake time either eating or playing with her lion. That's what it feels like, at least. She wakes up, I nurse her, we play around in the master bedroom with the lion, we go downstairs and I get her breakfast or lunch. Then afterwards we go into the living room and she plays around on the coffee table, then when she (or I) gets bored, we go back upstairs, play more with the lion, and then I put her down for a nap. It just takes her so long to eat a meal that we don't have time for much else.
Well, one of the kids is home, so I'm going to go downstairs. I have an exciting afternoon planned of reading Harry Potter and ... well, I'm not sure what else. Probably gossiping with the teenagers and cooking dinner. Not too bad, right? Adam has a much harder day. For the next three weeks he has an examiner at his firm, and he's the Deputy Compliance Officer, so he has a lot to do. To make up for missing most of last week, he spent Saturday at the office and went in way early today. Actually, I'm anticipating that he will be staying late and going in early a lot this next few weeks.
Hope everyone is having a great day! It's beautiful weather where we're at.
Friday, February 6, 2009
They're both napping right now. I should, but I keep thinking about all the stuff that needs to be packed before we go housesitting. At least I did a load of laundry and packed up all of my sewing stuff (I have a birthday present to work on), but no one has any clothes packed. And I need to eat too. We still have bland, gentle food, but we're starting to want more. Then again, if we do eat, we still feel funny afterwards, so it's best to stick to the bland stuff.
I wish I had fun pictures or videos to post, but I don't have the energy to transfer them from the cameras to the computer.
I would be looking forward to housesitting much more if we weren't all still recovering from being sick. At least I don't have to worry about dinner tonight. And I know what to expect this time. Plus, I'll be able to use their car, so I'm planning on coming back to our apartment some days and just spending the day here. That way I can bring back laundry, pick up clean clothes, and play with Katrina in the familiarity of our own place.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Even though we're better today, we're still weak and feeling nauseous if we eat too much or if we don't eat enough. It's a tough balance. Adam's mom stayed the night. I can't emphasize how grateful we are for her. If she hadn't come over, we could have probably have taken care of ourselves, since each time we threw up we had a burst of energy for about ten minutes. But we absolutely could not have taken care of Katrina.
So Katrina started walking on her own with her lion. Just a few days ago she was refusing to walk with it each time I tried. But now she loves it and pushes it everywhere around the house. It's nice for her to be able to have mobility without me holding her hands. It's fun to watch.
I've reached my limit with sitting up, so I'm going to go lay down and read more Harry Potter 2.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
My nausea began right before bedtime, but I managed to fall asleep and got almost three hours of sleep before it got too bad and I woke up. I was super worried about passing it to Adam and Katrina but about four or five in the morning Adam got sick too. Katrina hasn't showed too much discomfort, but I'm not positive she's in the clear. It's a nasty bug, though. I slept on the bathroom floor for a couple hours.
Adam's wonderful mother came over. She had it last week (with a broken rib! I can't imagine the pain), so she's in no danger. Sne brought us crackers and liquids and is cleaning and disinfecting everything. She's also watching Katrina. Katrina knows something is up, but thankfully she's behaving very well.
I'm still super nauseated, but as long as I stay on the couch with lots of blankets to fight the chills, I'm good. It's a 24-hour type thing. Adam has a coworker fighting brain cancer, so when he's sick they don't want him anywhere near the office. Poor Adam. He's even worse than me. He's taking a nap, which I'm going to try to do too. The worse problem at this point is my back. Throwing up violently several times an hour wrenched it horribly again.