You want me to WHAT? With my WHAT?

A month or two ago, we bought a used Wii. It was apparently a very gently used one, as the children it was bought for lost interest and started to play with their PS3. Ostensibly, we bought this Wii so we could buy the Fit/balance board and start being a little better about doing things to actually improve our physical condition. I won't lie. I didn't want a Wii because it seems like a time-suck but when the boy had his most recent physical at work and found out his good cholesterol is again too low and his BMI is too high, it seemed like a good compromise.

I think I have used the Wii about 6 times since it took up residence here. It's fun... don't get me wrong. It's not like I don't want to play around with it and unlock even longer Hula-Hooping challenges. I just don't have the time/energy to set aside for this thing. I'm too busy being active to relax and work out. Surely there are ways to use laundry, chasing a toddler, vacuuming and nursing as ways to improve balance, flexibility and core strength. And when I figure that out, I'll be super-fit and wealthy because I will indeed find a way to sell the secret to somebody.

Kid stuff:

Lily is now 4 months old and 17.25 pounds. Izzy didn't reach that weight till she was 6 months. I imagine Lily will be at least 20 pounds by Christmas. Izzy's only 27 right now so there won't be much of a gap left.

Izzy is talking almost like a full grown person. She still uses some baby-ish but most of her speech is clear even to outsiders and she uses sentences more often than not. It's astounding to me that the human brain can master all this at such a young age. I know it's been happening for millenia but it's a miracle every time, I think.

Random:

Preseason hockey is a little disappointing. Lots of new faces and not as much energy and excitement as I'd like to see. I'm hoping the regular season will be better.

Today: I have a massive headache. I'm pretty sure I just need to relax and not have my hair in a pony tail but the odds are not in my favor for having a nice long soak. Maybe once the girls are in bed, I'll get around to it.

Washed up summer

It's been raining nearly nonstop for three days now. I can't remember the last time we had weather like this. I hope this means summer is over because I am SO over summer. I've had more than enough of the unforgiving heat and misery. We might not be able to play outside when it rains but at least going outside doesn't instantly lead to a river of sweat cascading down my chest.

Chad is in D.C. again. This time last year, I messaged him to let him know Lily was 'in the oven'. This year, we hopefully have no such surprises. I'm not sure I could handle that right now. I tried to imagine that last night, just for the sake of 'what if' but... I really couldn't even think about it without feeling overwhelmed. My girls are everything to me... which means they are enough. I wasn't sure I would be done with Lily but once she was actually here, I knew I was satisfied. Two is plenty. Any more and I think I would feel obligated to enroll someone in daycare. Or bootcamp...

Dog days of summer...

Lily will be 3 months old tomorrow. She's a wonderfully happy and well adjusted baby. Sleeps great, talks to herself and us, sings when we sing to her, and smiles constantly. Also, as of Saturday, rolls over in her sleep!

Izzy is every bit a two year old. She sings and talks constantly. One of her favorite songs is Portions for Foxes because it's easy to yell 'Bad News!' over and over. :)

This heat is ridiculous. I want to go to the zoo one of these weekends but I just don't know that we'd actually end up enjoying ourselves. Stupid summer. Always miserable.

Sick baby...

I don't know if it's just really bad allergies or what but Izzy has been stuffy and feverish since Friday. It sucks. Her fever finally seemed to break Monday, after some vomiting throughout the day but the funk it still here. I hate it. It makes her appetite go away and she's not a big kid to begin with. :( She's sleeping now. I hope she feels better and more like herself when she wakes up. As much as I like her being all cuddly, I think I'd rather see her running around yelling and making a mess of the house. I haven't had to pick up her toys in two days. :(

Lily is doing well. Dr. appointment yesterday was sucky, because I waited an HOUR to be seen and then was told they wanted to do my glucose screening, which takes another hour. If they knew they wanted to do it, they should have given me my drink when I came in. That's how it went last time. I guess the new staff is just not on the ball. Makes me miss my nurse from last time even more. Where are you, Cecilia?? :(

I weigh 125 pounds. Not too shabby! I'm hoping I won't gain more than another 10 so it'll be easier to get back down to a normal weight after Lily is born. I'd be fine with getting down to 120 and staying there. Makes my clothes fit better. :)

Economic news sucks. Today there's some sort of Congressional grilling of the big bank CEO's. I hope they do more than just give a tongue lashing. There needs to be some true accountability. All those billions of dollars the banks accepted needs to trickle down to the small business owners or things will just get worse and worse.

Blah. Not much going on other than the day-to-day stuff. Laundry, dishes, cooking, cleaning... meh. I don't know what else I want to be doing but after a while, I just feel like a housekeeper/nursemaid. I kinda wanted to dress up and go out for V-day but financially, it's not terribly responsible and if Izzy is still sick, I won't want to go out anyway.

Two new babies on my mama-board. Carter Patrick and Kylee Marie: pretty pretty babies! I think that means we have... 12 more to go? Crazy how quickly we're having second kids. I would imagine a few of us wouldn't be if we hadn't been friends and found the support we needed through the first year with our firsts. So yay Friendship!! :)

22 weeks and counting

This pregnancy is rushing by me. Chasing a toddler will do that, I guess. I can't help but feel that my due date is going to sneak up on me and I'll actually end up more freaked out this time than I was with Izzy's birth. I say 'more'... I guess I should just say 'actually'. I remember being surreally calm about labor that time.

A mom on the July '08 board lost her baby this week. The funeral is/was today. I can't imagine having to bury your six month old. Myocarditis took him and they had no advance warning, even though this is not something that just flares up out of the blue. Her son's age just made it impossible for her to know something was coming till it was too late. Anyway. It's heartbreaking and I can't imagine going through it. I hope they're able to get through this and have more kiddos when they're ready.

Isobel is making great strides in listening comprehension and communication. I'm just amazed at how much she really understands about what's going on around her and what's said to her. Her latest 'phrase' is "Go Stars!" We encouraged her to say it at a couple of games and maybe while watching games at home but in the last few days, she's suddenly made it her own. She goes to the fridge and looks at the schedule magnet and yells 'Go Stars!' It's so cute. :)

Funny thing about pregnancy, for me: I have celebrity dreams. When I'm not pregnant, those just don't happen. I dream about anonymous people or my friends but not famous people. Last night's dream was about Johnny Depp.

In other news, Joe the Plumber is going to Israel to be a correspondent for Pajamas Media. When asked how he intends to stay safe, he says that "as a Christian" he believes he's "protected by God". Go, Jon Stewart, for pointing out how this should be said while on his trip. And often.

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