Heroes - the 2nd time

I was planning on blogging about my family pictures or about my super epic photoshop christmas picture (because they are both supremely awesome) but instead I turned on Heroes (thank you Netflix).

It is still scaring the crap out of me and I know exactly what happens. Oh em gee. I love this show. I wish it kept going and going ... I wonder if there are books ... I should google it.

Heroes is SO mysterious and intriguing and ... SUPER Scary. Sylar scares the hell out of me. The first season is the best season all mysterious and intriguing (I said that already).

Alright - here are some sneak peeks at my family pictures then :

Taken by Renée at Renée Shaw Photography

Kids! Taken by Renée Shaw Photography

I can't wait to see more pictures!!

And GAH Heroes is an addicting show!

USB 2

I've lost my 2nd USB. Actually, this is probably my 3rd or 4th USB that has bit the dust. Each time was more traumatic as I lost more stuff. My life is on my USB - not physically - like TRON.

This time, I made the effort of removing the USB from the laptop and setting it, on top. Usually, this is fine. No one bothers it. This time, of course, William took it. Or a ghost. Amélie has no interest whatsoever in my USB and if I ask her where it is she can  usually tell me. This time she happily exclaimed YES! And went to the spot I last left it. We were both perplexed.

This is like a slow panic.  I'm between - crazy-panic-my-life-is-ruined and no-big-deal-I'll-find-it-in-a-minute-I'm-sure. I am still hoping that Will didn't flush it. I know he didn't eat it because I would have seen him do that for sure! He has a tendency to randomly grab things very casually and place them in strange places. I cleaned my house, washed my floors, did my dishes, turned my living room upside down, then right side up again (since it's small and I  might have missed it the first two times).

I already know how I'm going to avoid the crazy panic next time. I'm going to download my USB onto my PC and let Carbonite back it up for me once a week or whenever I update a big project or something. That way. I know I have a somewhat recent copy of my things.

Sigh. I'm majorly disappointed that I can't find it. I keep thinking I'm just missing it though.

So. For Christmas I would like at least 3 USB's of 8 GB. Or 6 USB's of 4 GB.

I'm so sad. I miss my USB and all the wonderful Excel spreadsheets that I made and stored on it. :(

William - 10 months!

Feb. 15th took first steps
Feb 22nd got steps on video. Decided he liked being naked to walk. Very proud of himself
March 2nd walked across living room.

He plays peek-a-boo or *cache-cache* ... well ... he (caches) with his hands up over his head (He doesn't want to cover his eyes because then he can't see you.) but he forgets to lower his hands so we can say *TROUVEZ* ... so ... it's awkward, or he does it so fast you've barely said 'cache- and you have to say trouvez!

He's starting to say mamamamam when he wants me (or milk) and I noticed when he's getting tired. He's said 'uh oh' and 'wow' to mom. Two sentences we use a lot with her ;) Just kiddin' mom, but generally all he says are mom, dad and something that sounds like what?

He eats basically whatever we eat, with the exception of milk, eggs and most dairy products. He's had tiny pieces of cheese and a bite or two of yogurt, but nothing else. I do have baby cereal that I mix up once in a while if what we are eating has lots of cheese or isn't really baby tummy friendly, but really I just go with how he reacts to what I give him. If he spends more time playing with it then eating it, I offer him something else.
He also drinks water from a sippy cup during the day as well as breastfeeding. He still breastfeeds too. Yay for us!


Will's favorite toys - Amélie's princess flashlight, stackable cups (also Amélie's), and likes to carry a bright builder's plus block thingie, around, usually in his mouth, like a dog.

Future mechanic? Let's hope so ....

Peek a boo!!!

Tired of the photoshoot @ 10 months old
Giraffe from Sweet Baby K

Mooooooooooooooo

William hates me.

He slept for 7 hours straight last night. Yup. And the night before. 5 hours straight. Who does he think he is?!! My boobs were going to assassinate me. I almost DIED from milk overload!!! (Mayhaps a teeny exaggeration)

Finally I got up at 6:30 and ran to check on him because I thought: Oh no. But he was snoring so all was well. Then I waited all of 30 seconds before deciding that I was manually expressing this milk out.

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. That milk started filling the measuring cup (I like to know exactly what I'm expressing) and soon I  had 2 ounces. I rubbed the breast, still painful so kept going. I kept going until I was barely getting a spray ... and then ... milk let-down reflex. Oh. mah. gawd. HAHAHA 10 ounces LATER!!! Go ME!!! Alright maybe 1 ounce of it is from the other side because it wasn't as huge, but it was getting there.

I know right?!! 10 ounces!!! (9) Like... AWESOME!!! AND even when Will did get up some 30 minutes later, plenty of milk left for him.

But this did raise some concern as to how I'm going to survive Gayle's labor. Unless she only has a 5 hours labor. (shrug) WOULD be convenient you know.

Then. While I was milking ... I was watching the clock and wondering why Corey wasn't gone fishing yet. So when I was done I went to the bedroom and asked him when he was leaving ... you know ... rudely and all so he would get up. Then I turned on the light. Sigh. He was gone already. 'Tis one of those days I suppose ;)

30 days of truth - Day 03 ~ Something you have to forgive yourself for

There are plenty of things I'm sure, but the most recent and most predominate one on my mind these days ... is Will's circumcision. Every time I change his diaper I'm reminded of the unnecessary pain I caused him and of the unknown long term effects it will have on him. Everybody always says 'he won't remember', 'you'll be happy it's done now instead of later', 'I know someone etc ...'. Here's the major thing about that. The reason I can't just forgive myself and give it logic. I probably have a higher chance of getting a devastating cancer ... than he would have needed to get a circumcision later in life. Here is the link to how I felt after it was done : Circ

What others do to their own sons is their own business, I'm just devastated by the choice I made. I know my son loves me. He LOVES me.

But I'm filled with guilt. 24 hours after his circ, he had a yeast infection. 'These things happen' .... isn't the circumcision supposed to ... prevent that?? And it was a bad one too and I was keeping him ridiculously clean. The doctor was even surprised. Then at his 6 month check up we discovered that it was re-attaching. I refused to get it redone and I refused to let him 'pull it down'. He told me it might loosen on it's own and after a bit of research and keeping a close eye on it, I can see that it is, indeed, loosening and I'm pretty sure he's not in pain. I find a little solace knowing I prevented more unnecessary pain.

I don't know when I will actually forgive myself for this. There isn't much that can be said to alleviate the ache, especially from those who are wholeheartedly pro-circumcision. (I'm not judging you, please don't think that) Nor from those wholeheartedly against circumcision. The circumcision itself was done properly from what I can see and tell and it isn't a hack job.

My heart hurts. And I'm still undecided on the subject. I'm simply not ready to tackle this issue full on yet I suppose. Sigh. This wasn't a very funny post.