My Cubican and Me

My Cubican: Ryan, Sweet husband of Mexican and Cuban descent (hence my Cubican)

Me: Kellie, Wife, Mommy, and so much more

Our Boy: Kylan, the cutest little man ever

Our Girl: Rosie, tiny, precious, and full of spunk

Our Blog: Life, Love, Laughs, and other good things...

Monday, March 19, 2012

Spring Break...

Last week was wonderful. Spending time with my sweet friends, family, and of course Ryan. Sleeping in, or something like unto it. Lovely weather. Countless walks, and trips to Ava Drug. Getting stuff done around the house.... Blissful.

But oh Spring Break, how you have turned against me. You have completely obliterated any remaining desire to work that I had left. And let me tell you. That sucker was pretty scarce to begin with! Gus and I got so used to your delicious warmth, and your sweetly empty schedule. How could you betray us this way.

Needless to say, returning to work this morning was less than delightful. I am even more grateful now, after the small taste I had last week, that I will be able to stay home with my little guy. Gus is very grateful too, I can tell. He hated going back to work today as much as I did; he was kickin up a storm in protest all day long!

p.s. We finally put the crib together... and by "we" I mean Ryan! :)

Friday, March 16, 2012

My somewhat bonkers decision to..

Whoa baby. Yeah, I said it. I am one of those people. You know, the nuttso people who CHOOSE to become poop scrubbers. At least I plan to be one of those people... Clearly my child is still inside the womb, so for now it is a decision that is currently dormant.

Yes, I do realize that whenever my little guy has any junk in the trunk, I will have to transform from mommy to poopy cleaner and then back in a flash!... But not only have I accepted this, I have fully embraced it.

I realize that cloth diapering is not for everyone, and heck! It might not be for me... but I think it is and I won't know till I try!

I am genuinely excited about cloth diapering.

Cloth diapering and I have had an on-going flirtation for quite some time. I didn't really take it too seriously, I mean why would I. Until my magic pee made the stick say "Pregnant", it just didn't mattered much. But given that I will have a cute little bum to diaper soon, I have given it more thought.

One day, when I was still in my first trimester I found this blog. I devoured the information like it was a fresh glazed donut! Armed with my new-found knowledge of how easy and completely possible cloth diapering can be I began to search the web. I read review after review. I looked on various websites to get a better idea of prices. I talked to my husband and family.

Apparently, besides the most obvious financial benefits (which when you compare, is like $200 versus $2000) there are other unexpected bonuses. Things like less diaper rash, or early potty training.

Can I say again, I am so excited about this. I asked my mom if its weird that I am so thrilled at the prospect of cloth diapering. She went ahead and said yes!

Wanna know my plan??? Huh? Do ya? :)
I plan on using Flip Diapers, with both the Stay-Dry inserts and also Chinese Cotton Prefolds. I am probably going to use disposable diapers for trips and when I am out and about. Its a pretty simple plan, but there you have it!

Cloth diapering here I come! I'll let ya know how it works out :)

Thursday, March 15, 2012

A TMI moment, too good not to share.

So. Here we are. I know you want to know what happened to me today. What could possibly be so good that I am up blogging about it at 10:00 p.m. (The p.m. part is very important. It's the part that says its way to late for Kellies to be awake!)

Well. This is it.

I had my very first experience with sneezing and consequently peeing my pants a little. Yeah. Go ahead and absorb that!

I've heard of pregnant women experiencing such a delight, but until today I was not among them.

Its been a long day. My dumb family is going on vacation without me. So I had to say goodbye for ten days to way too many people. (Plus also, I accidentally forgot my waterbottle at redheaded sister's house. May not seem like a big deal to you, but there have been breakdowns about this before.)

So... where do the pee-pants come in? We're getting there.

When all the bags were loaded, prayers said, and kisses given Ryan and I headed home. As is only too common in my life, I had to race to the bathroom once we got in the door. So one would think we were in the clear, but apparently not.

Sitting on my lovely little chair, it happens! Out of nowhere, I sneeze. No big deal right? Wrong. I have never been such a fan of sneezing, silly thing to dislike I know, but whatev... My disdain is totally justified now :) Sneeze is immediately followed by this "What the heck just happened?!?!?!" realization. Yeah. Not joking. Well fine, sneeze. You may win this round but just wait till next time!!! I will not need a change of pants, but you my sneezy friend, you will need a whole lot more!

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

My first

.... trip to the hospital.

I have never really had any serious health issues. Never any broken bones or severe illness. Thus I have never been to the hospital, for myself. Obviously I have physically gone to a hospital before, but not quite like this.

Before you start to get to concerned, Baby and I are both just fine!

Also. This post may contain some TMI moments, be warned :)

On the way to school today, I started getting really uncomfortable. And when we got out of the car I realized that not only was it uncomfortable it was down right painful! I was having some not fun cramping in my abdomen and lower back pain. It pretty much felt like an awful period. Only part of the pregnancy bit, is.... no periods! So after some phone calls, crying (the waterworks are never far away!), a conversation with my extremely understanding principal, and a little bit of wait time, I was on my way in to get checked out.

When we got to the hospital (after an hour and a half drive), they needed a urine sample. Of course. When you are pregnant, everybody wants your pee! And peeing in those silly cups becomes a mastered skill to be proud of... Well I knew, when I saw that little cup that there was something wrong. Pee should not be grapefruit colored. Long story short, UTI's can cause cramping and there is a chance I may get to experience pain like-unto childbirth a little early. I've heard passing kidney stones is comparable...

The highlight to this exhausting day, our own sweet, silver lining,:::
After I got all settled in my glamorous hospital gown, they hooked up the fetal heart monitor, as well as some other weird medical device (the one that told them that I was having uterine distress, but not actual contractions). What this means, is that for about half an hour to 45 minutes, Ryan and I got to listen to our little boy's heartbeat. Oh the best sound in the world. We could also hear when he moved around. And the cherry on top, our kid has spunk. He did not want that monitor on him, so naturally he kept trying to kick it off. ADORABLE. We got to watch my belly and the monitor do a crazy little dance while our rascal tried to rid himself of the annoyance. Amazing. Watching my belly is sure to be my new favorite pass time.

This is my kid. He makes my tummy big. We are glad he is safe and sound in there!!!

That is my first ever hospital bracelet thingy! I am quite the nerd, this I know, but I am still wearing it. I have never had one of these guys before!

This is my amazing husband. After picking me up from work, comforting me through the whole hospital ordeal, taking me to Burger King (love love love) and getting my prescription... He went straight to work making dinner for the missionaries. I am not sure how it happened, but I could never express how blessed I am to be married to this incredible man.

At the end of this day, we are so glad all is well. Hope your day was less eventful :)