Weird Dreams

Last night I made Pilot sleep on couch because he hogs the bed and I get no sleep. In the middle of the night a weird thing happened. When I was about 2-5 yrs old I would sleep walk and talk...... alot. I would have whole conversations with people! Anyway I remember this happening last night like I was awake but it obviously doesn't make sense. I woke up and started panicking because I couldn't find BAB in the bed (She is never in our bed accept for play....... sometimes). I started throwing the blankets off the bed and ran out to the couch and woke Pilot up shouting "I CAN'T FIND BAB, I CAN'T FIND BAB!!!!!" He's all like "What?!?!? Isn't she up stairs?" This went on for a couple more rounds. All of a sudden I realized what was going on. It was like I was sleep walking, but I wasn't. It was weird and I never want to do it again! Poor Pilot thought the house was caving in!

New Bike

Yay! I got a new bike! Pilot and I enjoy riding on the 'rail trails' (old rail road ways that have been paved) of Michigan. Last year I had an okay bike that I think someone gave me. But this year we went and purchased a nice Trek bike and bike trailer for BAB so we can all go. I can't wait!

*sigh*

Poor BAB....... Among having breathing problems and having to do a nebulizer every day, she has acid reflux. She has to take zantac twice a day. She likes to eat and try new things as per any baby at this age. I think after she stops eating it probably hurts because she starts screaming and crying. But if you didn't know that you would think she was hungry. You would not believe the looks I get when people see this. I would seriously not be surprised if someone called social services on me! If I was looking at myself I would think 'that lady is starving her child!' However I would like to say that she is quite "meaty". There is no starving of the baby. She gets 2 food meals and 3 bottles a day. On the flip side when I'm not around people give her to much food because she acts like she is hungry when in reality I think she knows it feels better for her to eat. However in the long run she is miserable. She pukes up and is obviously not feeling good since she cries alot and has a hard time getting to sleep. I know these people are just doing what they think is right. I guess I need to be more assertive on what she needs and when. This is all new mommy stuff for me. *sigh*

My nephew

My oldest Nephew whom we will call Wide Eyed Wonder called me the other day. This is the conversation. (BTW he is 3 going on 20)

Phone ringing:
Me: (jamming to the song) "Hello"
WEW: " Hiiiiiii. Whats BAB doing?
Me: " Oh she's sleeping."
WEW: "Is she upstairs?"
Me: "Yep."
WEW: "OKay.......... What are doing?"
Me: "Checking my email"
WEW: " Okay........ Bye!" CLICK

I guess he decided everything was up to code.....

Bug A Boo

BAB is doing good. She is going to be 11 months pretty soon. I can't believe it! She is practicing standing on her own and almost ready to walk! She has come so far in 2 months of being with us. She says mama, dad, yeah, baba (as bye bye), and I swear she said 'ganpa' the other day. Anyway she is getting in her incisor teeth. I'm guessing.... She has no teeth inbetween! Two on the bottom though. I call her Miss Fangs.

Pilot is coming home

So my husband is coming home tonight. But the whirlwind starts soon after. We have PRIDE training first thing in the morning. Afore mentioned training would be a required training for foster care. It is incredibly boring and goes from 9am - 4pm. I can hardly stay awake. Along with about half the class. The rest of them are annoying-look-at-me-I'm-so good-because-I'm-going-to-be-a-foster-parent-and-I-like-the-attention-when-I- talk
people. Which is so fun since I can't even look at Pilot without busting a gut since we are thinking the same thing. So then after that we have a wedding to go to. And then come back home and sleep. Next day church then to my mom and dad's house for lunch. Hang out a little then go home. Next day Pilot is back to work.

Part TIme Single Mother.....

So Pilot's schedule is odd to say the least he works 3-5 days a week. Sounds good right? No he is actually gone 3-5 days a week. So I figure I am a part time single mother. Well some times it can be hard. I knew it would be. But sometimes I just can't help but be mad anyways. This is a highlight from the conversation Pilot and I had today:

Me: "I need you to be here. I can't just get people to watch BAB whenever I have an appointment, funeral, or just to get out alone for a while. She has been to 3 different people's houses this week and its only Wednesday!" (at this point I will admit my voice was raising ...... slightly......)

Pilot: (Calmly) "Well, I can't be home tonight. I still have another trip to do tomorrow."

Me: "I NEED YOU HERE!" (Ok at this point I was shouting............ a little bit)

Pilot: (Calmly) "I don't think shouting at me over the phone is going to magically make me appear in front of you...."

At this point I was glad we were on the phone because I couldn't help but crack a smile at that. It was kinda funny. Darn him.....

What a day

My great Grandpa died last Saturday. He just turned 100 years old. He has been living with my grandma for over a year. She took it pretty hard.
I'm not sure how, but I've managed to futtel through my grandma's "simple" computer question. So they think I'm the geek squad..... Anyway, I've been put in charge of finding and down loading the song 'This ole'house" by Stuart Hamblin. Well, after a hour search I find out he was the composer....... Rosemary Clooney sang it. Not only did Rosemary Clooney sing it she sang it in 20 different versions....... I coldn't pick so I downloaded 4 different versions so they can pick which one they like. (Oh brother)
And......... I cleaned the house because the Social Worker is coming over tomorrow. I have been getting behind since Bug a Boo (foster baby) came, much to Pilot's(my husband) chagrin. But I am finished. Bug a Boo is in the crib. Still not sleeping. She likes to play a little before she sleeps. Whatever.

First Post

Well I have succumbed to the blogging. My friend has been blogging for a year and I thought I would join the club. I live in Smalltown, USA. I am married to a pilot. He flies for a commercial airline. I have a dog and two cats. I own a house and my husband comes a visits me when he is not working. We also have a 10 month foster baby. She keeps me going......