I can't even spell right, I'm so bleary. My head feels like it needs to be popped like a gigantic zit. Uggghhh....
Let's post some photos of my darling boy, to make us (me) feel better.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
The Scariest Thing Yet
OK, so I think I'm ready to talk/blog about locking my baby in the car the other day.
UGH.
It still kind of makes me shaky to think about it.
So. Our new (to us) 2004 Sentra has a couple very annoying things going on.
1) It's too small for our family of 3. (our non-parents - I was pregnant - at the time mistake.)
2) You can only unlock it from the driver side door. No keyless entry, no beeper thingy, no lock on the passenger side door.
I guess we really didn't think it was a big problem. Chris said he might take it to Nissan to see about adding keyless entry or maybe he could do it himself. None of these things happened. (not that I'm blaming my dear husband.)
After our (way too expensive-always) trip to Target the other day, I parked the cart w/Edward in his carrier on the back right side of the car and walked around to the driver door to unlock that door (see any problem here?) and, once it was open, click the unlock button for all the other doors. At this point, I must have thrown my keys on the driver seat....ugh, seriously, so, so stupid...walked back around to the cart/baby, unloaded the bags onto my front passenger seat, shut that door, opened the back door, unloaded Edward, climbed in, clicked him in the base, climbed out and shut the door.
Then, the realization sunk in.
But...wait. How did the doors get locked? Now that I'm spelling it all out, I don't remember clicking either of the buttons (one on the driver door, one on the passenger door) that would lock ALL the doors. How the heck did that happen? Color me confused.
At any rate, the TERRIBLE, AWFUL, stomach-sinking realization sunk in that he was locked in....did I have the key? Was I sure they were all locked? Did I have my phone? Nope, yes and nope.
I should mention at this point that Edward was peacefully sleeping away.
As I start to panic, I look around and the kind woman pulling out her parking space a spot away from me noticed. She rolled down her window and the questions, phone calls, tears began. She kept assuring me it would all be alright: was he sleeping? Did I have AAA? I used her phone, called Chris, tried to keep breathing all the while making sure he was still OK and/or sleeping. She did the same.
Chris at work-out in the field in his truck-couldn't find the # for our insurance and roadside assistance. The woman said we could call the police. She then flagged down some construction guys in their truck nearby. They are building a gym in this shopping center. They then called their boss who was over there and also a police officer. They thought he'd have the tool in his car to open the locks.
Meanwhile, Bonnie (I didn't even ask her name or give her mine until the end of this ordeal) said I needed to get one of those hidden key things for the car. Yes, yes, yes, I tearfully agree. She asked if I lived nearby, if I had a key at home. First of all, I said I'm not leaving my baby and it didn't matter b/c my house key was on my key chain locked in the car.
The police/construction guy shows up and starts to go to work on the lock. Minutes,minutes, minutes, hours? go by. It's not working. They say maybe Target has a metal hanger that might work, I run in, try to ask someone that, they say no and 2 of them start a discussion about whether or not they should call the police. I say,
"CAN YOU JUST CALL THE POLICE, PLEASE??!!"
At this point, I'm losing it. Tears, trying not to sob.
Back to the car and, ohLORD, Edward is now awake. I smile/talk at him through the back window (crying, smiling, talking.) We now have Bonnie, the 2 construction guys, the 1 police/construction guy, maybe 3 Target people and another guy comes over-tells us he's a volunteer fireman (I think.)
More than once, I suggested breaking the window. They said that would really be hard to do but the fire dept. could do it.
CALL THEM! BREAK IT! I'LL BREAK IT!
He's now awake and not so happy anymore. I think that must be the scariest, most sickening, most helpless feeling EVER and I wouldn't wish it on anyone, not ANYONE...the feeling of not being able to help/comfort/hold/kiss your child. I had never experienced that up until then and I pray to God, I will never, ever have to again.
Then the fireman guy (or maybe it was the police guy-I have no idea) somehow gets the front passenger door open and (not nearly fast enough) gets the back passenger door open. I jump in and cry all over/comfort my sweet, sweet baby boy. He calms down a bit but is probably just hungryish/tiredish/annoyed. I leave him strapped in, somehow come to my senses again, and go to shake the hands of everyone...except for Bonnie. I hug her. I can't help it.
I introduce her finally to Edward and ask her name. She never asked for mine and I didn't even think to give it. She got the phone #'s of the guys. I asked for hers.
She was worried about me getting home in my state of agitation/distress/relief/anger/joy,etc. I said I'd be fine. I said I was going straight to the hardware store to ask about the hidden key thing but she said "No, go home!" I did.
I cried a little more in the car but didn't let it really go until I got inside my house. I sobbed. On my knees, thanking God for these people, apologizing for my mistake, thanking Him for keeping my boy safe & healthy. I asked Him to bless and watch over these people for the rest of their lives.
Bonnie, construction guys (Bucky & Mark, according to Bonnie's note), Target employees, fireman guy and whoever else might have been there that I didn't even realize. I can't possibly thank you enough.
Edward ate a little and went to bed. I felt (and still do feel, quite frankly) emotionally exhausted.
Thankfully, my "old" (high school) pal Tracy and her sweet 18 month old Allison came by and I felt better. Tracy totally understood all of my feelings and assured me it was an accident and it was OK. Thanks Tracy. That meant the world to me.
So the saga is over. While, I would love to get a new, bigger, fancy/safer locking car, it is not in our budget right now. I think the hidden key thing is the best option PLUS always keeping my keys IN MY HAND while unloading/loading baby/groceries/purchases, etc. Believe me, we went to Kroger yesterday (the day after it happened) and I was almost scared about it. BUT the keys remained in my hand at all times and now, they always will.
I learned the hard way.
PHEW. To say the very, very least.
UGH.
It still kind of makes me shaky to think about it.
So. Our new (to us) 2004 Sentra has a couple very annoying things going on.
1) It's too small for our family of 3. (our non-parents - I was pregnant - at the time mistake.)
2) You can only unlock it from the driver side door. No keyless entry, no beeper thingy, no lock on the passenger side door.
I guess we really didn't think it was a big problem. Chris said he might take it to Nissan to see about adding keyless entry or maybe he could do it himself. None of these things happened. (not that I'm blaming my dear husband.)
After our (way too expensive-always) trip to Target the other day, I parked the cart w/Edward in his carrier on the back right side of the car and walked around to the driver door to unlock that door (see any problem here?) and, once it was open, click the unlock button for all the other doors. At this point, I must have thrown my keys on the driver seat....ugh, seriously, so, so stupid...walked back around to the cart/baby, unloaded the bags onto my front passenger seat, shut that door, opened the back door, unloaded Edward, climbed in, clicked him in the base, climbed out and shut the door.
Then, the realization sunk in.
But...wait. How did the doors get locked? Now that I'm spelling it all out, I don't remember clicking either of the buttons (one on the driver door, one on the passenger door) that would lock ALL the doors. How the heck did that happen? Color me confused.
At any rate, the TERRIBLE, AWFUL, stomach-sinking realization sunk in that he was locked in....did I have the key? Was I sure they were all locked? Did I have my phone? Nope, yes and nope.
I should mention at this point that Edward was peacefully sleeping away.
As I start to panic, I look around and the kind woman pulling out her parking space a spot away from me noticed. She rolled down her window and the questions, phone calls, tears began. She kept assuring me it would all be alright: was he sleeping? Did I have AAA? I used her phone, called Chris, tried to keep breathing all the while making sure he was still OK and/or sleeping. She did the same.
Chris at work-out in the field in his truck-couldn't find the # for our insurance and roadside assistance. The woman said we could call the police. She then flagged down some construction guys in their truck nearby. They are building a gym in this shopping center. They then called their boss who was over there and also a police officer. They thought he'd have the tool in his car to open the locks.
Meanwhile, Bonnie (I didn't even ask her name or give her mine until the end of this ordeal) said I needed to get one of those hidden key things for the car. Yes, yes, yes, I tearfully agree. She asked if I lived nearby, if I had a key at home. First of all, I said I'm not leaving my baby and it didn't matter b/c my house key was on my key chain locked in the car.
The police/construction guy shows up and starts to go to work on the lock. Minutes,minutes, minutes, hours? go by. It's not working. They say maybe Target has a metal hanger that might work, I run in, try to ask someone that, they say no and 2 of them start a discussion about whether or not they should call the police. I say,
"CAN YOU JUST CALL THE POLICE, PLEASE??!!"
At this point, I'm losing it. Tears, trying not to sob.
Back to the car and, ohLORD, Edward is now awake. I smile/talk at him through the back window (crying, smiling, talking.) We now have Bonnie, the 2 construction guys, the 1 police/construction guy, maybe 3 Target people and another guy comes over-tells us he's a volunteer fireman (I think.)
More than once, I suggested breaking the window. They said that would really be hard to do but the fire dept. could do it.
CALL THEM! BREAK IT! I'LL BREAK IT!
He's now awake and not so happy anymore. I think that must be the scariest, most sickening, most helpless feeling EVER and I wouldn't wish it on anyone, not ANYONE...the feeling of not being able to help/comfort/hold/kiss your child. I had never experienced that up until then and I pray to God, I will never, ever have to again.
Then the fireman guy (or maybe it was the police guy-I have no idea) somehow gets the front passenger door open and (not nearly fast enough) gets the back passenger door open. I jump in and cry all over/comfort my sweet, sweet baby boy. He calms down a bit but is probably just hungryish/tiredish/annoyed. I leave him strapped in, somehow come to my senses again, and go to shake the hands of everyone...except for Bonnie. I hug her. I can't help it.
I introduce her finally to Edward and ask her name. She never asked for mine and I didn't even think to give it. She got the phone #'s of the guys. I asked for hers.
She was worried about me getting home in my state of agitation/distress/relief/anger/joy,etc. I said I'd be fine. I said I was going straight to the hardware store to ask about the hidden key thing but she said "No, go home!" I did.
I cried a little more in the car but didn't let it really go until I got inside my house. I sobbed. On my knees, thanking God for these people, apologizing for my mistake, thanking Him for keeping my boy safe & healthy. I asked Him to bless and watch over these people for the rest of their lives.
Bonnie, construction guys (Bucky & Mark, according to Bonnie's note), Target employees, fireman guy and whoever else might have been there that I didn't even realize. I can't possibly thank you enough.
Edward ate a little and went to bed. I felt (and still do feel, quite frankly) emotionally exhausted.
Thankfully, my "old" (high school) pal Tracy and her sweet 18 month old Allison came by and I felt better. Tracy totally understood all of my feelings and assured me it was an accident and it was OK. Thanks Tracy. That meant the world to me.
So the saga is over. While, I would love to get a new, bigger, fancy/safer locking car, it is not in our budget right now. I think the hidden key thing is the best option PLUS always keeping my keys IN MY HAND while unloading/loading baby/groceries/purchases, etc. Believe me, we went to Kroger yesterday (the day after it happened) and I was almost scared about it. BUT the keys remained in my hand at all times and now, they always will.
I learned the hard way.
PHEW. To say the very, very least.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Updating My Blog
Wow, I've been sooooo bad about this, haven't I? Why haven't I posted in so long? Hmmm. I really haven't been too busy...maybe I just feel like I don't have anything worth posting. Kind of boring. I'm trying to not be a boring person. It's so weird being a SAHM. Not weird in a bad way at all, just.....different. I used to have a very, very set routine. M-F, get up, go to work, do work, come home, do home stuff/hang out w/husband/go out w/pals. Getting laid off at 3 months pregnant turned my world upside down....and then when my little boy showed up, well, upside down again! - wait a minute, wouldn't that technically put me right side up again? Maybe that's the key....maybe I am right side up and don't know it. Truly, all the very important things are good and right: Edward is happy, healthy and the joy of my life. Chris and I are happy, pretty healthy. He has a secure, decent job. We have a cozy little home. My family and friends are close...well, except for Betsy who moved to stinkin' Michigan. (ha!) I think the last little bit of the puzzle is finding a bit of home based work to keep my brain moving in a good direction and to contribute financially to the family. I'm thinking I'm going to concentrate more on my Avon business. I've been in it for 5 years but have never really tried very hard to sell. I just love the fun, affordable products. I think I could be good at it and, quite possibly, even enjoy it.
Go figure! I think it all may be working out and I just have to pay attention/pray/keep the faith.
Amazing.
I think I'll post a few (a lot of) photos just because I think my perfect son is gorgeous and...perfect. I must be the first mother to think that, right??!!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I'm still here...
....just using my spare moments to do things like eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, etc. Someone seems to be taking up most of my time...
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Introducing....
Edward Timothy David Moorman
4-2-09
7 lbs, 4 oz
20 1/2 inches
We are so in love. And we are so tired. :-)
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
First Video on the Blog
Isn't he cute? He's a pain in the a**. But we love him for some reason.
Meet our 1 yr old hound/beagle/God knows what else pound puppy, Floyd.
Meet our 1 yr old hound/beagle/God knows what else pound puppy, Floyd.
Monday, March 9, 2009
My To Do List
-register at hospital
-call Matt at MS Society about updating my MS Walk page
-curtains? (meaning "what are we doing about curtains/window coverings in the baby's room?)
-call Kelsey
-car loan online (meaning "figure out how to pay our "new" car loan online.)
-maternity clothes-basement (meaning "have Chris help me search through the bins in the basement for some warmer weather/bigger maternity clothes. This involves lifting and moving which the beach ball/child in my stomach will not let me do)
-file basement (meaning "file bills, etc. in filing cabinet in basement.)
-pack hospital bag (ack! am I really getting that close?)
-clean/disinfect baby toys
Exciting, eh?
-call Matt at MS Society about updating my MS Walk page
-curtains? (meaning "what are we doing about curtains/window coverings in the baby's room?)
-call Kelsey
-car loan online (meaning "figure out how to pay our "new" car loan online.)
-maternity clothes-basement (meaning "have Chris help me search through the bins in the basement for some warmer weather/bigger maternity clothes. This involves lifting and moving which the beach ball/child in my stomach will not let me do)
-file basement (meaning "file bills, etc. in filing cabinet in basement.)
-pack hospital bag (ack! am I really getting that close?)
-clean/disinfect baby toys
Exciting, eh?
Friday, March 6, 2009
Lovely Day
Ohmy, it MUST be about 65 degrees here right now! I love it...I swear, this could be my perfect weather, I think. Sunny, cool, breezy, just right for jeans and t-shirt.
Here is a photo of what qualifies as "jeans and a t-shirt" for me right now. And, yes, it's my reflection in the TV. It's impossible to take a photo of yourself.
Kelsey, I still have to call you about the photo formatting!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Randoms
I'm I the only person who really doesn't care about the Oscars? I like to see what people are wearing and what wins and all, but....I'd rather take some Tylenol PM and go to bed early.
I still haven't posted baby shower pics...I'm rather frustrated trying to figure out how to format them on the page. Hmmm. I need to work on my frustration/lack of patience as a general rule in my life.
Speaking of which, I'm still trying to get my insurance situation figured out before baby comes. Government!
Chris is in Michigan this week. Boo! I'm trying to make lots of plans and stay busy to not miss him too much. Call me if you want to hang out!
Heartburn/acid reflux/ indigestion sucks. (and what, exactly, is the difference between the 3?) I can't wait to hold this over the kid's head. "Do you know what I had to suffer b/c of you??" (I'm sure the birth story will support that, too.)
I feel like I should be taking more photos of my tummy for posterity. It's hard to do this by yourself. (see above.--so why didn't this photo post down here where I stopped my cursor?)
Monday, February 16, 2009
Baby Shower #1
I intend on posting some photos from my "friend" baby shower yesterday but right now this bad head cold is on day #4 and I can barely see straight. Time to go back to bed...photos coming soon, promise.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Weird
My last post doesn't look anything like I wanted it to. Clearly, I have much to learn about formatting.
Sicky. I think.
I think I'm coming down w/a little cold. Yucky. Went to baby doc this AM and she thinks I may have a UTI. Double yucky. I have errands I need to do today for my (first! friends!) shower on Sunday but my lovely husband says he'll take care of them when he gets home. He wants me to stay home, off my feet and drink my fluids. Well, if he insists. Although I feel like a lazy butt especially on such a relatively warm and sunshiney day.
Does anyone out there also deal w/Fibromyalgia? Now that I'm getting into my 8th month of pregnancy, I am getting increasingly sore and stiff. And my sinus stuff is definitely not getting better either. Fun, fun.
BUT.
Here are some photos of the crib in the nursery...we are finally starting to put stuff in. YAY! I can't believe how cute it is to see a crib and a changing table in there. :-) And I can't wait to keep loading stuff in and cute-ing it up even more!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Goodbye, Corolla!
Thanks for 8 years of safe driving and nearly no accidents. Godspeed, old friend!(New car photo coming soon.)
Friday, February 6, 2009
"New" Car and Fear
The "new" car is the good part...the fear (while not about the car) is the bad part.
We are selling today my 97 Corolla and purchased last night a gently used 04 Sentra. HOORAY! The feeling of having a safe, reliable car again will do wonders for my "isolation." I can go wherever I want! Whenever! And TURN b/c the signals work! Amazing. It's worth having a car payment again.
So the fear part comes in b/c Chris found out today that he has to go to Grand Rapids, MI for training for his new job. For a week at a time. Between now and mid March. Ummmm....my due date is April 9th. How freaked out am I that the baby will come while he's gone? Now, I think that's only a couple of hours from here...and first babies, especially, take a long time to come...and I actually don't think he/she will be born before then...but the possibility of him not being here for every single second of such an important (and somewhat scary) thing is....scary. Luckily, we have lots of friends and family nearby so I know it will all be OK. But it's just crazy how these things happen.
In the last year or so, my life has been such a roller coaster. Although sometimes I feel weak, defeated, scared, I think I have more strength and courage than I know.
I also think I have the stuff to make chocolate chip cookies....so that's what I'll do.
We are selling today my 97 Corolla and purchased last night a gently used 04 Sentra. HOORAY! The feeling of having a safe, reliable car again will do wonders for my "isolation." I can go wherever I want! Whenever! And TURN b/c the signals work! Amazing. It's worth having a car payment again.
So the fear part comes in b/c Chris found out today that he has to go to Grand Rapids, MI for training for his new job. For a week at a time. Between now and mid March. Ummmm....my due date is April 9th. How freaked out am I that the baby will come while he's gone? Now, I think that's only a couple of hours from here...and first babies, especially, take a long time to come...and I actually don't think he/she will be born before then...but the possibility of him not being here for every single second of such an important (and somewhat scary) thing is....scary. Luckily, we have lots of friends and family nearby so I know it will all be OK. But it's just crazy how these things happen.
In the last year or so, my life has been such a roller coaster. Although sometimes I feel weak, defeated, scared, I think I have more strength and courage than I know.
I also think I have the stuff to make chocolate chip cookies....so that's what I'll do.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Practice-First Photo on the Blog
Our neices Kristen and Darian feeling the baby move. (30 weeks.) Cuuute! (I mean...Anything But Cute.)Groundhog Day-One Day Late
I have been feeling like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day...doing the same things every day at home. I need to jazz it up, man! Factors working against me: lack of $, lack of working turn signals on the car, winter weather, being almost 8 months pregnant...but I'm tired of my own excuses!!!!
I must make some good things happen. I'm going to see what's going on at my community center. Maybe I can still get in to some good, inexpensive class this winter.
Although Feb is a short month, I have a feeling it might drag on for this prego unless I am proactive.
Go me!
I must make some good things happen. I'm going to see what's going on at my community center. Maybe I can still get in to some good, inexpensive class this winter.
Although Feb is a short month, I have a feeling it might drag on for this prego unless I am proactive.
Go me!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Purpose
I was intriqued enough by an eloquent forwarded email to give the book "The Purpose Driven Life" a try. I am on day 3. I think it will be a good thing for me. I've never been big on "self-help" books and this really isn't one of those. It's all about God and figuring out His plan for you. Not light reading, but in this time of uncertainity in my life, it is well-received. As I am a faithful person, I think I just need some reassurance that God says (and means), "I know what I am planning for you...I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you. I will give you hope and a good future." -Jeremiah 29:11, New Century Version.
I have recorded some of these passages/quotes in the journal I'm keeping for the baby. I think one day he/she will be able to benefit from these words and from his/her mother's feelings that, truly, we are loved and cared for by Him.
I have recorded some of these passages/quotes in the journal I'm keeping for the baby. I think one day he/she will be able to benefit from these words and from his/her mother's feelings that, truly, we are loved and cared for by Him.
Friday, January 23, 2009
I'm A Genius.
I figured out to how to put my little pregnancy ticker on the bottom of my page...just like Kelsey. Really...MENSA should give me a call.
Sunshine Day
Today is a lovely, sunny day in Central Ohio. I think it's all of 40 degrees which feels like a heat wave compared w/the below zeroes we had awhile back. Nice. Today my husband and I (ok, my husband) will be working on the baby's room, or the "nursery" as he so adorably calls it. There's a lot to do but I can't wait to start putting stuff in there...crib, table...even the cute little outfits, socks, diapers, etc. that I already have. It's hard to believe that in 10 weeks, our new little person will be here. I'm trying to imagine it. I am nervous and excited about so many things.
Kelsey, thanks for your wonderful comments! I think you are the only person so far who is reading this. How do I get the word out?
Enjoy the sun.
Kelsey, thanks for your wonderful comments! I think you are the only person so far who is reading this. How do I get the word out?
Enjoy the sun.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Yes We Can!
Today I am very excited about the innaguration (is that spelled right?) of President Barack Obama. The hope and optimsm that this country feels is so nice and so needed right now. Do I think he will do every great and wonderful thing that he says he will? No. But I do feel he is the change that we need.
I hope to snag a newspaper today to save for the baby to show him/her how important this day is, for many reasons.
Another good thing about being laid off? I can watch and enjoy all the pomp and circumstance today on TV.
God Bless America!
I hope to snag a newspaper today to save for the baby to show him/her how important this day is, for many reasons.
Another good thing about being laid off? I can watch and enjoy all the pomp and circumstance today on TV.
God Bless America!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Hope Floats
I know there is always hope....but it is been very hard for me lately. We have had a lot of bad luck/external circumstances lately and I've been very down. Being laid off, bad weather, car issues help nothing. I feel somwehat isolated. I love my home but I never figured I'd be here so much before the baby was born. It seems that we take one step forward and two steps back.
I need to find something for me...exercise, yoga, walking, a class, book club...something I can really clasp onto.
I still have at least 2 months before this little bundle shows up and I really want to be a happy, fufilled person before then so I can be the best mom I can be. I know it's in my hands and it's up to me. But if God wanted to help us out w/some of the other stuff, well..that'd be good, too.
Sigh.
I DO believe it will all work out eventually. I really, really do.
I need to find something for me...exercise, yoga, walking, a class, book club...something I can really clasp onto.
I still have at least 2 months before this little bundle shows up and I really want to be a happy, fufilled person before then so I can be the best mom I can be. I know it's in my hands and it's up to me. But if God wanted to help us out w/some of the other stuff, well..that'd be good, too.
Sigh.
I DO believe it will all work out eventually. I really, really do.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Here Goes Nothing
My first blog post.
Hmmm.....what to say...what to say....
I think I will really like this.
Bear with me as I figure out this wild, wonderful world!
Hmmm.....what to say...what to say....
I think I will really like this.
Bear with me as I figure out this wild, wonderful world!
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