Meet the Parents

So my brother and his girlfriend came to Texas to visit for several days. He flew in to Austin and hung out with us plus my dad and we did the must do’s for Austin. Trudys. Chuy’s. Barton Springs. Bone Daddy’s….Ok, so maybe Bone Daddy’s isn’t an Austin staple, but my dad and brother (and hubby) love that place. It’s like Hooters with bbq and instead of the tan tights the girls wear short ass shorts and frilly socks with mary janes. Much classier. :)

We had a blast and I gotta say that my brother’s girlfriend is a keeper. She wasn’t only super nice and knows the lyrics to every single song we heard, but she was able to keep up with the nutty family that we are. By “we”, I mean my brother, sister and dad. My mom and I are the normal ones…for the most part. :) First off, she has super patience to put up with my brother back in Tacoma. He’s a farting machine and will straight up fart in a store while he’s standing next to her, walk away and leave her with the staunch and for others to think she was the one that farted. My sister felt up her boobs the first day they met (I was a little jealous…they were purchased!). My dad pissed off the pool deck at our condo community (public space!) in broad day light and in front of the gf. I’ll admit that I picked blackheads off my dad’s back in front of her, but she seemed pretty interested as she hovered over me to watch me do it. All in all, we all had a good time. I think she enjoyed our kookiness and hospitality. She seems like a good, wholesome girl. Her dad was in the military for years and her parents are still together…AND she has fake boobs. Those are some good stats right there. :) Hopefully my brother doesn’t fart himself towards a break up because we all loved her. There was no mention of his wife (or ex-wife) so I can’t tell you if he’s still married or not. I’ll leave that for another conversation when he comes back down in July. Ta Ta for now.

Check in

I weighed in at 152 this week. Looks like I’m losing 1 lb a week and I’m very happy with the progress I’ve made so far. I also fit into my jeans again, which makes momma very happy. I know I said I wasn’t going to start shopping until I hit my goal weight of 150, but since I’m 152 and my boobs weight 2 lbs each (at least) I consider myself under 150. :) Whatever, I just want to start shopping already! My closet is fully of big shirts to hide my once there pregnant belly and clothes that are 2-3 years old…or more! I still have a shirt hanging that hubby gave me 10 years ago! In a way it’s nice that I still fit into clothes I wore 10 years ago, but I need to give it up. I don’t want to be put on “What Not To Wear” (I love that show, btw).

I’m still training for the triathlon and my sister and I are pretty scared for the hills that are to come the day of. After the triathlon is done I’ll be changing up my workout routine. Some of the fat is gone, so now I need to start toning up. I think more weight training and boxing is in order.

That’s all for now…gotta go pick up my brother from the airport. Stay tuned to see how it goes with meeting his new girlfriend and if he’ll be up for telling me when he’s going to get a divorce from the other chick.

Time flies when you're having fun

Olive is 10 weeks today! I have no idea where the time has gone and I just can’t believe how she’s growing. The little monster is now smiling. At me no less! Can you believe it?! I’m beginning to think she doesn’t hate me anymore. :) She’s smiling, cooing and even grunts back when we make grunting and growling noises at her. She’s definitely more fun these days, and the nights are usually nice with 4 hour stretches of sleep…sometimes 5!

Olive will finally get to meet her uncle. My brother is coming down to Austin this weekend, so it’s going to be another exhausting, but fun time. Hope he and his girlfriend can sleep through the crying baby. :) Having company over is when we really realize that our lives have changed. We can’t just make plans on the whim and I can’t enjoy a drink like I used to. Breaking her nap/sleeping routine is not something we like to do, but it’s hard not to when we have entertaining to do. I also have to watch my alcohol intake since I’m still breastfeeding. We have a small supply frozen as back-up, but it’s the mere fact that I would have to pump and dump that bothers me. I just don’t enjoy a drink anymore without stressing out about testing my milk for alcohol and pumping and dumping. It’s just not worth it. Breast milk is sacred to me and there are mother’s out there that would kill to provide this to their baby. Yet here I am, poisoning my milk with Mexican martinis with no salt and extra olives. So delicious! Oh, but I’ll still have one this weekend at Trudy’s. There’s lots to celebrate with Olive being 10 weeks and the arrival of my brother and his girlfriend…of which we can’t wait to meet. She seems real nice and my brother has been to Drama Town and back with his ex-wife…or is she still his wife? I dunno anymore. I stopped asking.

So before I forget, I finally uploaded some pics of Olive. It’s been a couple of weeks since I posted any of her.

Gimme 5

I weighed in at 155 today and have 5 more lbs to go to reach my short term goal, which is also my pre pregnancy weight. I didn’t lose as much as I wanted over the last two weeks due to some drinking I don’t usually do anymore. There was the wedding party weekend with two days of company and drinking and hubby also made a pitcher of amazing margaritas for Cinco de Mayo and we’ve been sipping it for several days now. No excuses. I should have been better.

Training for the triathlon has been both exciting and frustrating. I am not in the shape I used to be in and it makes me feel weak that I can’t perform like I’d like. The Tri is 3 weeks away and in the current shape I am in, I’m going to die out there. Luckily I’ll have my sister during the race to keep me going. I’m hoping to find the strength to push us both as we are not currently physically ready for what’s in store. The hills on the race route are no joke.

Side note: I’ve joined Twitter. Just as soon as I get the hang of Facebook, there’s yet another social networking group to get on.

A Week's Worth of Stuffs

I can't believe how fast last week went. Before I knew it, Friday had come and I hadn’t done laundry, I posted zero blogs and I’m still addicted to warm chocolate chip cookies and milk before bed. Here’s a recap of what went down:

• I realized Mother’s Day was less than a week away, so I decided to get Martha Stewart and make sugar hand scrubs for the mothers in the condo community I live in.
• I totally forgot to buy a Mother’s Day card for my mother and sister…though I kinda put it off on purpose because my mom is out of town for a while and my sister is coming to Austin soon and I plan on taking her to get our nails done at Embellish for Mother’s Day. Embellish is a cool little place where you get your own plush couch to sit in and they bring a large bowl of water to give you a unique pedicure experience.
• I recovered from a full weekend of company and pre-wedding festivities with the Houston friends. I almost used up a whole box of breast milk test trips to be sure not to feed my baby spiked milk.
• Olive was due for her first round of shots, but I chickened out and only gave her a 3-in-1 shot. It’s recommended I go back to get the other 3 shots at 4 months so I don’t fall too far behind. I’m a little nervous at how aggressive the shot schedule is. Autism is also a term people think of in conjunction with vaccinations, so I just want to do a little more research and take it slow. My Dr seems to be ok with this.

Olive and I visited a friend in the hospital. Get well, Amy! Oh, and to the Powers that Be, please effin give these girls a break. Seriously! Gosh!

Olive and I visited my hair stylist who saved me before the weekend by fixing an awful bang cut I got from a different hair stylist. Never again! Sorry, Heather!

Had an awesome Cinco de Mayo feast. Hubby and I cooked until our arms fell off and then toasted with some strong ass margaritas. There were even margarita leftovers!

Went to Houston with Olive for the first time. It was exhausting and Olive felt a little out of the first day, but was much better then next day.

Olive slept over 7 hours without having to wake up to eat. Way to go, Olive!

I had a wonderful first Mother’s Day with family. Hubby super surprised me with gorgeous diamond earrings I’ve been craving for the last several years. He totally had me tricked…I thought I was getting a watch….that or the piggy bank he’s been looking for. Wub A Dub!

yes! Yes!! YES!!!

In the middle of the night, the monster occasionally does not like to go right back to sleep after a feeding. She’ll wake up and start crying 10-15 minutes after I’ve returned to bed from a 20 minute shoulder-crunching feeding, gotten warm and cozy and am 2 minutes into a deep sleep. When she begins to cry, hubby will turn over and ask “Do you want me to get her?”. This is like asking me if I want an orgasm. I’m not going to say "no", buddy.