Family Living: Abbott Style

You ever find yourself in a situation, and you are not sure who to blame? This evening, I found myself in that exact situation.  There I was, standing in line to check out at our local Wal-Mart.  I ran in quickly to pick up two things: enchilada sauce and chocolate syrup.  I had Haley in tote.  I typically avoid Wal-Mart at rush hour, but I wanted to save myself a trip the next day.  So there I was.  Haley was on leash and was doing amazing.  She was proudly sporting the leash and made it through the store without issue. AND then we made it to the checkout line.  I picked a shortish line, but the wrong line because both the cashier and the person checking out were taking forever.  And then I was faced with a full blown meltdown. The checkout area is like the running the gauntlet.  On one side you have candy and snack, none of which are desirably healthy nor mom improved.  The other side is full of cheap worthless toys that are...

Last week my baby turned two,  TWO. This last year went by so fast. What can I say about her?  She is amazing.  Smart. Funny.  Beautiful.  Stubborn.  I love all of it.  We have a lot to accomplish on the horizon.  Mostly--potty training.  That will be my big summer project.  It just seems like a good time to do it thanks to sun dresses (who wants to mess with pulling jeans up and down a million times a day).   I am looking forward to see what the next year will bring.  Sibling hood?  Public tantrums? Turning into a young girl?  A big helper?  Gaining Independence?  Let's do this.   

Today, the doctor removed me from my dear friend "Timmy the Tumour".  It was unexpected, and I was totally not prepared.  My impression was that because of the CPP (complete placenta previa) he was going to leave the polyp alone.  BUT this week I had a handful of days where I had light spotting.  I only called to tell him once and the other days I kinda just didn't say much because I didn't feel like I was in danger of a major bleed.  I did tell him about the incidents today at the appointment when he decided it had to go so we can better get an idea where the spotting is coming from (polyp bleeding is not really a big deal, placenta bleeding earns me time on bed rest.)  So off it came.  It is was super and super easy, and for some reason--I feel so much better mentally without it.  .My gut tells me that was the source of the spotting so hopefully I will get to have some smooth sailing for a few weeks. More good news, we are kicking th...

UN Leashed... Parenting is a funny thing.  Somewhere at some point, I made an actual list of things I vowed never to do as a parent.  I remember harshly judging (to myself) a family member as she handed her fit throwing toddler a Popsicle.  I remember hardly judging parents of Wal-Mart with their out of control brats  children.  Judging is a funny thing.  And I knew it all, that was, before I became a mother. Then the book goes out the window.  Because here is the thing.  Every parent.  Every child.  Every circumstance is different.   We are having to make some adjustments in our life.  Truth be told, it is a short jump from pelvic rest to bed rest, so I guess I should take it seriously before I end up on bed rest.  Meaning, no sex, no exercise, and no lifting.  Basically, not doing more than I absolutely have to.   This is hard.  It is hard for me to believe I am actually pregnant, le...

Driving home from my doctor's appointment,  I realized just how oh-so-familiar this drive home felt. More than not, the drive home felt heavy.  With new and different--not-so-good-news. To be fair, I have to keep perspective.  Count my blessings if you will.  I am pregnant.  The baby looks healthy.  I am healthy.  I continue to remind myself these things when the doom and dread sits in. The whole song and dance is almost comical.  I go to a doctors appoint, and return with bad news for my friends.  I start to wonder if they are thinking I am making this stuff up or am a little crazy.  But I swear, I am not.  Well I am not making anything up, I may or may not be some degree of crazy.  That is always up for debate. Pretty soon my friends are just going to start answering the phone with, "What is it this time, Breanna??" Seriously. First, it was the miscarriage.  Afterwards, I thought--hey I've had my bad l...

Some random pics from over the past 4 years...... I'll keep this brief and simply say, each year of marriage has gotten progressively better than the last.  I think we are hitting our stride ( :   I love this man of mine and am so lucky to have him as my partner in life.   First summer of married life He still opens doors for me---the civic shown was 1 of 8 vehicles we have owned over the past 4 years---THAT is for another day.  I miss that civic, talk about amazing MPG Him working mid-nights sucked.  I saw a lot of this, even though he was only sleeping like 4 hours a day.   Poor guy.   Haha, we was my sleepyhead for an entire year Kisses! And this gal came along and changed the game even more and brought us together in anew and amazing ways.   And then we were tired again.  Amazing daddy We made it through a lot of bumps along the way.  The scares remind us that we are stronger. ...