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| All You Can Eat Shrimp at Red Lobster! |
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| Mmmmm.... |
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| Oh yes!!! Yummy Mummy! |
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| Mmmm!!!!! |
Thursday, October 25, 2012
The Shrimp Festival at Red Lobster
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Why I Will Never Choose to Fly on American Airlines
When my husband told me we were going to be flying to Ohio, I remember the excitement. When he said we were going to fly with American Airlines, I knew there would be trouble.
Owen booked our flight about 2 months prior. He knew he was going to have to go to Dallas for a business trip and scheduled our flight so that we could all fly together (at least up to Dallas). There are no direct flights from Orange County to Dayton, Ohio. So the best choice was American Airlines at 7:30 in the morning.
A week before our flight, American Airlines changed my husband's seat and put him in a center seat on a different flight. What?! He was livid.
After a long conversation with customer service from American Airlines, my husband managed to get the whole family on the flight in first class. So the flight to Dallas went great.
From Dallas, we were to get on a smaller plane to fly to Dayton. We got into the plane on time, but just as we were about to take off, an announcement was made saying there was something wrong with one of the plane's lights. No other explanation but that. To make the story short, we ended up waiting a good 2 and half hours inside the plane with Oli on my lap the whole time. Of course we didn't get the privilege of a first class seat so it was quite cramped and miserable.
Yes, it WAS miserable with a cranky toddler who just can't understand why he has to sit still for over 4 hours.
Owen booked our flight about 2 months prior. He knew he was going to have to go to Dallas for a business trip and scheduled our flight so that we could all fly together (at least up to Dallas). There are no direct flights from Orange County to Dayton, Ohio. So the best choice was American Airlines at 7:30 in the morning.
A week before our flight, American Airlines changed my husband's seat and put him in a center seat on a different flight. What?! He was livid.
After a long conversation with customer service from American Airlines, my husband managed to get the whole family on the flight in first class. So the flight to Dallas went great.
From Dallas, we were to get on a smaller plane to fly to Dayton. We got into the plane on time, but just as we were about to take off, an announcement was made saying there was something wrong with one of the plane's lights. No other explanation but that. To make the story short, we ended up waiting a good 2 and half hours inside the plane with Oli on my lap the whole time. Of course we didn't get the privilege of a first class seat so it was quite cramped and miserable.
Yes, it WAS miserable with a cranky toddler who just can't understand why he has to sit still for over 4 hours.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Mommy's Got the Bug
Oh my goodness! I could only imagine how my little baby felt. How Owen felt. This is the most horrible flu I think I've had. I can't even begin to explain it at all. The discomfort, the achy feeling, the uneasy stomach, augh! It's horrible!
Sorry, can't write much except that this is absolutely terrible.
I had thought that maybe it was Weetabix or even the biscuits that Owen's mom sent us from England as they were the only 2 that Owen and Oli had eaten that I didn't really eat. Then now I've got them!
Today was absolute misery. Right now, I feel as though I'm a little bit better, but I have the worst headache ever and I feel like I can't sit straight at all because looking at this screen is making me feel like I'm about to throw up on it.
Sorry, can't write much except that this is absolutely terrible.
I had thought that maybe it was Weetabix or even the biscuits that Owen's mom sent us from England as they were the only 2 that Owen and Oli had eaten that I didn't really eat. Then now I've got them!
Today was absolute misery. Right now, I feel as though I'm a little bit better, but I have the worst headache ever and I feel like I can't sit straight at all because looking at this screen is making me feel like I'm about to throw up on it.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Daddy's Got the Bug
I think I just saw my life in forward mode. Owen came home early as he said he was feeling a bit ill. As soon as he came into the house, he said "hello," took off his clothes, and jumped straight into bed.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yeah, my stomach is not feeling too good right now. I think I'm really sick."
He went right to sleep and after about an hour, I heard some horrible noise coming from our bathroom. I thought he had been exaggerating his vomit noise a bit or even trying to be funny, but I thought I'd just check anyway.
I held Oli in my arms and walked over to see what was happening.
Owen was lying in the corner of the bathroom with his eyes rolled all the way back so that I could only see the white part of his eyeballs and vomit all over his mouth.
"Babe!" I yelled.
No response.
"Babe!" I started to freak out.
A small mumble, but not much of a reply.
"I'm calling the ambulance!" I ran into the living room and strapped Oli into his high chair so that he wouldn't try to follow me. Then I ran into the front room to grab the phone and ran back to Owen.
"Babe!" I cried again and this time he slowly responded, "what? what's happening?"
"Babe, are you ok? Please let me know what you're feeling. Do I need to call the ambulance? We need to go to the doctor."
"What? Why are you yelling? What's happening?"
"You're really sick. You fell over. Come on let's get up."
I felt as though I had just seen Owen as a senior citizen, unable to move with vomit all over him. Oh my gosh! What would I do if something happened to him? He is so much of my life. I can't be without him. I just felt like my life flashed before my eyes! I love this man to death! I cannot even imagine losing him and that sight just scared me to death! Oh my gosh! I feel freaked out just writing this!
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yeah, my stomach is not feeling too good right now. I think I'm really sick."
He went right to sleep and after about an hour, I heard some horrible noise coming from our bathroom. I thought he had been exaggerating his vomit noise a bit or even trying to be funny, but I thought I'd just check anyway.
I held Oli in my arms and walked over to see what was happening.
Owen was lying in the corner of the bathroom with his eyes rolled all the way back so that I could only see the white part of his eyeballs and vomit all over his mouth.
"Babe!" I yelled.
No response.
"Babe!" I started to freak out.
A small mumble, but not much of a reply.
"I'm calling the ambulance!" I ran into the living room and strapped Oli into his high chair so that he wouldn't try to follow me. Then I ran into the front room to grab the phone and ran back to Owen.
"Babe!" I cried again and this time he slowly responded, "what? what's happening?"
"Babe, are you ok? Please let me know what you're feeling. Do I need to call the ambulance? We need to go to the doctor."
"What? Why are you yelling? What's happening?"
"You're really sick. You fell over. Come on let's get up."
I felt as though I had just seen Owen as a senior citizen, unable to move with vomit all over him. Oh my gosh! What would I do if something happened to him? He is so much of my life. I can't be without him. I just felt like my life flashed before my eyes! I love this man to death! I cannot even imagine losing him and that sight just scared me to death! Oh my gosh! I feel freaked out just writing this!
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Toddler Has the Stomach Flu
Oli's stomach flu seems to have gotten a lot better. Well, he's got some runny diarrhea, but I think it's part of the process. At least that's what nurse Lydia said yesterday. He seems to be much better as he had been playing, running around, and eating a bit. Yes, he seemed so hungry. He ate a small bowl of rice and an egg. Owen insists that I shouldn't really feed him anything but I just feel like he's starving. He keeps pointing to the cabinet where his snacks are and I just can't be giving him junk. So egg and rice I think are quite good.
It's just such a horrible thing when your baby is sick.
It's just such a horrible thing when your baby is sick.
Monday, September 10, 2012
A Vomiting Toddler
It's really sad when your baby is sick. I feel like my mind runs a thousand miles an hour. How did he get sick? I just replay the events of the day over and over and can't understand.
Oli woke up from his nap, crying. I usually just let him cry for a while after his nap to let him wind down. After about 5 minutes, I went into the room to peek inside. His crib was filled with vomit! Oh! It was so sad! He had it all over his hands, his arms, his face, and it looked like everything he ate for the last 2 days! It was so awful! My poor baby. I just hate when he's sick.
I quickly gave him a bath, hoping it would freshen him up. Nope. After his bath he threw up all over again. Cleaned him up again and after another 10 minutes he threw up again! So I just held him for about half an hour and stroked his head. Hopefully he'll fall asleep, I thought.
Nope! He threw up all over our bed. So I got rid of the pillow and the blanket he'd thrown up on. Then after calming down some more, he threw up again.
I was definitely not going to just let this pass. I knew people get judgmental and probably say I freak out way too easily but I don't care. When it comes to him, I will do whatever it takes to make him feel better.
I packed him up and quickly took off in my car and on the way to the doctor.
Nurse Lydia saw him at the Seaview Pediatrics in Aliso Viejo. She said to keep an eye on his fluids and check to see if he has tears when he cries, pees in between 6 to 8 hours, and can take down even small amounts of water. If he hasn't had any water in 48 hours then he would have to have an IV.
Last week, I purchased 2 gallons of water from Ralphs (also the Ralphs spring water brand) and today I noticed it say that the expiration date was August 9th. Oh my gosh! What if this water is what's making him sick? I can't think of what else it could really be. When he woke up, he was fine and had some milk, which is Earth's best formula mixed with water and milk. No, the milk wasn't expired. Then at about 9:30 am he had some weetabix with a banana and milk. He also had a biscuit in between. So what could it possibly be?
At home, he is laying perfectly still in bed. He's never been that way. He's never just laid in bed without fussing. If he's not fussing it's usually because he's asleep. My poor sweet baby.
Oli woke up from his nap, crying. I usually just let him cry for a while after his nap to let him wind down. After about 5 minutes, I went into the room to peek inside. His crib was filled with vomit! Oh! It was so sad! He had it all over his hands, his arms, his face, and it looked like everything he ate for the last 2 days! It was so awful! My poor baby. I just hate when he's sick.
I quickly gave him a bath, hoping it would freshen him up. Nope. After his bath he threw up all over again. Cleaned him up again and after another 10 minutes he threw up again! So I just held him for about half an hour and stroked his head. Hopefully he'll fall asleep, I thought.
Nope! He threw up all over our bed. So I got rid of the pillow and the blanket he'd thrown up on. Then after calming down some more, he threw up again.
I was definitely not going to just let this pass. I knew people get judgmental and probably say I freak out way too easily but I don't care. When it comes to him, I will do whatever it takes to make him feel better.
I packed him up and quickly took off in my car and on the way to the doctor.
Nurse Lydia saw him at the Seaview Pediatrics in Aliso Viejo. She said to keep an eye on his fluids and check to see if he has tears when he cries, pees in between 6 to 8 hours, and can take down even small amounts of water. If he hasn't had any water in 48 hours then he would have to have an IV.
Last week, I purchased 2 gallons of water from Ralphs (also the Ralphs spring water brand) and today I noticed it say that the expiration date was August 9th. Oh my gosh! What if this water is what's making him sick? I can't think of what else it could really be. When he woke up, he was fine and had some milk, which is Earth's best formula mixed with water and milk. No, the milk wasn't expired. Then at about 9:30 am he had some weetabix with a banana and milk. He also had a biscuit in between. So what could it possibly be?
At home, he is laying perfectly still in bed. He's never been that way. He's never just laid in bed without fussing. If he's not fussing it's usually because he's asleep. My poor sweet baby.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
A Funeral, A Reunion, and Time with Mom and Dad
Today felt like it was two days in one. I can't believe the amount of events that took place today. After a long drive, well, actually it was for Owen, because I slept most of the way, we arrived at my parents' house at 2 am from Beverly Hills. I was sooooo drunk that I felt like I was seeing everything crossed eyed. Yes, I'm a bit of a light weight given that rarely ever drink, because I'm so tired most of the time. Alcohol, I know would just really make me crazy. The worst part about drinking more than your body can handle is that you can't sleep no matter how tired you are. You just toss and turn because you're so uncomfortable.
When we got to my parents' house, my mom said she was leaving to go to a funeral really early. My grandma's cousin (Aunty Esther) just died. At 6:00 am Oli wakes Owen and I up and starts screaming. I think the unfamiliar room just scared him. So I get up and fix a bottle of milk for him. He finally calms down after laying down in between Owen and I with his bottle. After a few minutes, I go upstairs to wake up my mom and ask her if she could take Oli with her to the funeral.
"No," my mom says, "you should come with us."
"No, I don't want to go to a funeral," I reply but then realize that I didn't want to stay locked up in the house all day either. Owen was going to watch his motocross race and I wasn't going to have access to a car. So I said, "fine."
Long story short, it was hot and a miserable day at the funeral. I did, however, see a lot of people I had not seen in such a long time. Relatives that I thought didn't like us too much, because of my crazy cousin Mary Jane and all her crazy antics (I could go into that later). Anyway, it turned out quite nice because everyone was happy to see each other. There were no weird vibes or tensions. Everyone laughed and just expressed their happiness towards each other. It was actually all quite sweet.
Owen came back from the races (back to my parents' house) and endured the couple of hours with my dad that he had to spend alone with him. Him and my dad had never actually spent alone time together. Since they both had to wait for us to get home and had no choice, they just sat and had some pizza and beers. It was quite nice.
When my mom and I got to my parents' house, both Owen and my dad were just watching TV, having beers, and pizza. Then we all just sat around, chatted, and spent some quality time together. This was such a nice time. It is so rare for my parents to just sit and chat and spend time with us. It was a really nice feeling.
What was Oli doing?
Then my mom gave Oli and quick rinse and then took a nap with him:
Meanwhile, Owen and I snuck away and took a nap in the downstairs bedroom. My dad was really sweet too as he went in the bedroom and plugged in the fan for us so we could be a bit cooler while we slept.
After a really refreshing nap, I went upstairs to see what everyone was doing and saw this:
Priceless!
When we got to my parents' house, my mom said she was leaving to go to a funeral really early. My grandma's cousin (Aunty Esther) just died. At 6:00 am Oli wakes Owen and I up and starts screaming. I think the unfamiliar room just scared him. So I get up and fix a bottle of milk for him. He finally calms down after laying down in between Owen and I with his bottle. After a few minutes, I go upstairs to wake up my mom and ask her if she could take Oli with her to the funeral.
"No," my mom says, "you should come with us."
"No, I don't want to go to a funeral," I reply but then realize that I didn't want to stay locked up in the house all day either. Owen was going to watch his motocross race and I wasn't going to have access to a car. So I said, "fine."
Long story short, it was hot and a miserable day at the funeral. I did, however, see a lot of people I had not seen in such a long time. Relatives that I thought didn't like us too much, because of my crazy cousin Mary Jane and all her crazy antics (I could go into that later). Anyway, it turned out quite nice because everyone was happy to see each other. There were no weird vibes or tensions. Everyone laughed and just expressed their happiness towards each other. It was actually all quite sweet.
Owen came back from the races (back to my parents' house) and endured the couple of hours with my dad that he had to spend alone with him. Him and my dad had never actually spent alone time together. Since they both had to wait for us to get home and had no choice, they just sat and had some pizza and beers. It was quite nice.
When my mom and I got to my parents' house, both Owen and my dad were just watching TV, having beers, and pizza. Then we all just sat around, chatted, and spent some quality time together. This was such a nice time. It is so rare for my parents to just sit and chat and spend time with us. It was a really nice feeling.
What was Oli doing?
Then my mom gave Oli and quick rinse and then took a nap with him:
Meanwhile, Owen and I snuck away and took a nap in the downstairs bedroom. My dad was really sweet too as he went in the bedroom and plugged in the fan for us so we could be a bit cooler while we slept.
After a really refreshing nap, I went upstairs to see what everyone was doing and saw this:
Priceless!
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