Today is a New Day! Hooray!

As you are well aware, yesterday was a real dud of a day according to John's video blog. As promised, today was much more exciting and fraught with adventures in girls, games, and grub.

This morning all his girl friends came over to hang...Sofia (3), Kendall (1), & Chloe (same birthday as John). Here are some pictures of the ladies man...

Chloe & John (above)

Kendall & John (below)

Then, John received a package in the mail! His quarterly new toy from Ebeanstalk, courtesy of Kyle's company. When John was born the company bought us a one year gift series from Ebeanstalk. So every 3 months he gets a new toy based on his development at that age...newborn, 3 mo, 6 mo..etc...

THEN, John and I went to deliver a meal to his new pal Rusty & his family. Rusty was born about one month ago.

So there you go, Mr. John.....today was waaaay more exciting. No more picking on mommy!

John's 1st Video Blog: Lodging a Formal Complaint

John was very opinionated today. This is his own personal video blog recounting the day's events to all his fans. Apparently, he took issue with today's activities. I promised that tomorrow would hold more exciting and adventurous opportunities for him.

Note: As I played this video back for John, he watched very intently and smiled satisfactorily as he watched himself protest---"that is exactly what I meant to say", he seemed to be thinking....

For Your Viewing Pleasure....

I'll take a break from posting another blog about Baby You-Know-Who today.

One of Kyle's friends from Wharton and his wife went on a whirlwind tour around the world after graduation. I really enjoyed looking at his pictures and thought you might too. He is an excellent photographer and his pictures look like they belong in National Geographic. Being a picture person I was admiring the photos as well as the experience they had...how neat!

Kurt Johnson's Blog

My favorite is the Safari album. Amazing.

The Story Behind the Pictures....

Who knew picture day would be so stressful? Apparently Kyle did b/c on his way out to work this morning he gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "try not to stress too much about the pictures...". Was I supposed to be stressed? I guess Kyle picked up on the fact that this weekend I couldn't find the specific outfit I was looking for John to wear and brought it up about 5 times yesterday--a little clue of my temporary insanity? maybe.

As Kyle can attest, I tend to estimate poorly in regards to time. Specifically when it comes to determining how long it takes me to get ready to go somewhere. Of course today was no exception. Despite the fact I was up at 7 AM, at 9 AM I realized I was cutting it close for our 10 AM appointment. I decided to wear all white in case I wanted to take a picture with John. I bust out my white pants. This is a big deal. These white pants have a story so I'll digress here: I bought them 3 years ago at Banana Republic because they were fabulous and they were on sale for $33. "I love these white pants and because I am bold and fearless I will wear them", I said to myself. 1 year later the white pants still had the price tag on. I schlepped them to Philaldelphia "I will wear white pants in Philadelphia". Never did. I schlepped them to New York last summer "I will wear white pants in New York". Never did. I schlepped them BACK to Houston still with the price tags on them. "I will certainly wear these pants in Houston". I've been dragging around these white pants for the past 3 years, afraid to put them on for fear I will get them dirty. What a horrible way to live! Eat off your fine china & wear white pants, for goodness sake! Live a little. So today for my baby's 3 month pictures I finally cut the tags off my precious white pants.

Anyways, we started the pictures. John was all smiles. We were about to do a wardrobe change and noticed he had a poopy explosion and totally ruined his little outfit. Oh well, at least we were finished with that picture sequence. And thank heavens no poop got on me or my white pants! So we took more pictures and 15 minutes into this photo shoot I realized I left the Aggie outfit in the car. Dang it! My mom runs to the car to retreive it and I am just hoping John maintains his composure until she returns with the outfit. At this point John starts to lose it and descends into his bizarre "grampy face" as we call it. He purses his lips all weird and looks like a grandpa with his dentures out. Not what you want for your pictures. In addition to the grampy face he starts to do his pulling up trick (as mentioned in the previous blog) which means his arms are steadfast in front of his face as he tries to pull up from the position he's in....grampy face, pull ups....over and over....oh, brother. We spiraling downward. Fast. My mom finally comes back, we put him in the Aggie outfit and try to get at least one good picture in between grampy faces and fists in the face. When we're done I'm actually sweating from rolling around on the floor trying to make him smile at the end there. (after I recount the white pants story to my mom she points out that after 3 years of protecting my sacred white pants their inaugural debut has them rolling around on a dirty floor ---the things you do to make a baby smile).

So we're picking out pictures at the front desk and we hear the rumble of another poopy explosion coming down the pipes. Yes, 4 hours, 3 changes of clothes, 2 explosions, 1 exhausted baby, and zero stains on my white pants later we were out of the mall with great pictures in hand! Mission accomplished.

Click here for the pictures. (The grampy face can be seen on the second picture--with the black background)

Pictures are up!

Click here for pictures of the Concours cars

Click here for pictures of our trip to California

So John has a new trick these days that was very subtle to spot but we finally caught on to his shenanigans by the end of our vacation. Lately we noticed that he likes to put up his arms in front of his face and make fists and stare at them. We call it "putting up his dukes" because he looks like he's trying to box. He did this almost obsessively the last few days we were in CA. Well, I finally realized what the little guy was trying to do. Kyle and I play exercise games with him where we hold on to his arms when he's lying down and pull him to a sitting position (or even more often) he pushes up with his feet to a standing position like in this picture....

Well I guess he decided he can do this on his own and whenever he is in a semi-reclined position he tries to sit up by putting his arms parallel to eachother in front of his face and pulling forward. It's quite a funny sight to see him try so hard to sit up on his own.

I have to give him an "A" for effort.

The website I use to host this blog now has a feature to let me upload video!! This is your worst nightmare people....so I apologize in advance because this video is as exciting as watching paint dry. It's one of those only-a-parent-could-watch-this-over-and-over-again videos. BUT I wanted to try out the video feature. This is our attempt at capturing John in the act of doing his trick but it's really a half-hearted attempt on his part....

M' Name's John....

.....And I'm chillin' in the tub....rub a dub dub......why you takin' my picture, momma? Can't you see I'm chillin'? No pictures of the gut, please....

Ok. so this picture has nothing to do with this post but I just thought it was funny and shows off the personality of our little laid back dude. John did well on the airplane trips to and from California. And he was quite the trooper while we dragged him to the outlet malls, stroller-ed him around Pebble Beach, and took him to his first baseball game - Giants v. Cubs in San Fran. My, what a hardy little guy.

We had fun visiting with Mamaw and Grandpa B. And can I say that I could not stop talking about the weather for the first 2 days we were there? It really was beautiful and I hated to return to the furnace we call Houston but I think if I stayed in California much longer my mother would have to come out there herself to pry John from my bony arms and drag him back to Houston with her. She sure missed the little man.

I'm in the process of uploading my pictures of the trip to Shutterfly so those who are interested can see the rest. Hopefully they'll be up tomorrow!

Beach Baby

Pictures from John's beach photo shoot...

Baby John pondering the sunset

Baby John & Lambie on the beach

Mommy shooting photos of Baby John

Ol' blue eyes on the beach

Greetings from Carmel

We have escaped the 100-degree-hurricane-target weather of Houston and are in the beautiful sunny town of Carmel. Today we went downtown to take a look at the parade of cars that will be at the Concours this weekend at Pebble Beach. Click here for more info on the Concours. In a nutshell, people from all over the country bring their fancy antique and exotic cars to Pebble Beach for a big car show. You've got your standard antique Benz' and Rolls but I'm talking car brands so fancy I hadn't even heard of some of them? Duesenbergs, Spykers, Packards, Isotta Fraschini (huh?). It's quite the rage and their were tons of people here. I took about 70 pictures and I'm not sure what in the world I'm planning to do with them? I'll upload them eventually so those who are interested can see....

One of my favorite past times is people-watching and I decided that Carmel should also be known as Preppyville: Population 5,000. It's like Ralph Lauren, Lilly Pulitzer and Lacoste threw up all over Carmel. So, in keeping with Carmel tradition we dressed up John in his Polo shirt-outfit and loafer socks. No preppy outfit is complete without the sweater draped over the shoulder and tied in front so here is John at Pebble Beach modeling his "resort wear"

I'm sure having fun, Mommy!

Who Do I Look Like?

Comparing Kyle & John!

Comparing Lori & John

freeeaaaakyyyyy....looks like both of us, huh? I guess he is our child after all!

More Firsts!

Yesterday was John's first time to attend the nursery at church. I was so anxious to leave him in the care of strangers for the first time. One of the babies in the nursery was John's best bud, Logan. I had made sure to tell John in advance that one of his buddies would be there so he would feel right at home. When the teachers paged me and Kim (Logan's mommy) to come nurse them we found them both sitting in swings next to eachother rocking back and forth, looking real serious. We finally got a good picture of John and Mommy yesterday to mark the big occasion. My little boy's all grown up and going to Sunday School!

On a bad note: it appears Kyle and I are suffering from sore throat-itis! Dang it...I'm draining like a sewer pipe today and it's super annoying. John has seemed to escape the illness and is doing just fine thanks to the super powers of mommy milk I guess? I hope he stays well.

On a weird side note: Did someone forget to tell me that Monday is Man Day at the grocery store. I noticed an unusual abundance of men at the grocery store today. Single men, old men, men with kids. It was peculiar for a mid-day weekday grocery store visit.

John's New Lambie Friend

One of Kyle's old co-worker's wife stopped by today to give John a little gift. I think John really liked this thing. It's a fuzzy stuffed animal/mat/shaggy rug.

Here's John lying half-naked on his animal rug....how scandalous!

Mommy, Lambie is so soft and cuddly......I think I'll stay here all night thank you very much!

You don't have to say it because I know it....I am a woman obsessed....obsessed with taking pictures of my baby! I can't stop myself!

1st Haircut

John's hair has been out of control for some time now. We've tried to tame it--unsuccesfully--so yesterday I called in the troops (my mom) to come over and do the deed.

I really have been postponing the first haircut but if we let his hair just "be" it ends up looking like this....a hairstyle reminiscent of Kramer from Seinfeld. Even John looks terrified by his own appearance. And might I add--there is no "product" in his hair. You are seeing it au naturale.

I had to face reality: my dear child was starting to look ridiculous.

So we set him up in the Bumbo. Goin' to the barber shop! Yipee!

See he's happy about the haircut because he knew he was starting to look silly.

Playdate with Logan!

John's Diary:

Today I had a playdate with my friend, Logan Williams. Logan is 11 days older than me. We had lots of fun staring at eachother, doing tummy time exercises, napping together, smiling at our mommies, and singing songs. He's such a good buddy--I really like the little guy! Here we are posing for pictures.

Here we are doing tummy time together. Logan was telling me to do more push-ups!! As you can see by his expression, he's a fierce workout partner.

10 Week Update and Proportional Ponderings

So FINALLY, after 2 months, the pictures they took at the hospital when John was 2 days old are up on the internet. Click here then choose to see the babies born on May 25. YIKES! Dude was so FAT.

Friday John will be 10 weeks old. My, how things have changed in 10 weeks. For one thing, his looks have certainly improved from the picture you see in the link above. In that picture he had a flattened nose, an incredibly inflated disposition, and Kyle commented that he looked "greasy"....whatever that means??

10 weeks later life is getting much better in the Bethancourt household. John is sleeping a good 6-7 hours regularly through the night. Much to Mommy's delight b/c Mommy enjoys her sleep.

Awwww....speaking of sleeping....I find it so adorable that his arm's length extends only to the top of his head. Imagine if our arms, as adults, only stretched as far as the top of our head. Proportionally that would look freakish on us but on a baby it's cute. These are the weird things Kyle and I notice??

TUMMY TIME!!!!

Craptastic!

Oh the horror. Don Boyles, you were right...with all that eating, John inevitably likes to do something else too. And yesterday it happened in a big way.


I was in the office, sitting in my chair, reading some news on the computer. John was sitting on the desk watching me from his "office chair" (the Bumbo seat). I hear some rumbling liquidy toots. No biggie. This is quite normal b/c John is a tooty sort of fellow. After a few minutes I decide to cuddle with John while I read the news. So I'm holding him and all of the sudden I feel something warm on my stomach and there it was--the dreaded bright yellow baby poo on my white shirt, on my pants, all over John's legs and shirt, and--for the wretched grand finale--a disturbing little pool of poo collected in the bottom of the Bumbo seat. It was EVERYWHERE.

I rinsed out all the clothes but I deemed the onesie was un-salvagable. The poo had released with such extreme force that it had blown up his backside and just stained the whole thing beyond repair. Our first wardrobe casualty.

Editor's Note: I had written this blog earlier in the day and had not posted it yet. As of this writing, I must report that yet ANOTHER explosion happened today all over another white shirt. Baby's Law: When mommy wears white clothing, baby will poo a mess on said article of white clothing.

Speaking of Parties......

TOGA PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!

John's First Party!

Today John attended his first real live official non-family member birthday party for Catherine Mayfield's 1st birthday. And would you believe that I FORGOT to bring my camera?! I was so mad I could spit! But I'll give you a play-by-play account:

John got all dressed up for the occasion, wearing a collared onesie and his fancy blue plaid shorts. His hair was somewhat tamed for the big day (but then again there's not much we can do about his crazyhair these days).

The party was held at Gymboree and upon entering the doors my little John could not take his eyes off all the excitement. Those of you that know him know how intrigued he is by, well, everything. He intently studies his surroundings and Gymboree was no exception.

The colors, the sounds, the kids, the bubbles! It was all so exciting! He watched the action from the safety of mom's arms and stood on the floor with my support, stomping in delight at all the wonderful things he saw. He got bubbles blown on him, watched himself in a mirror, rode a rocking horse with Daddy, and walked on a giant colorful barrel-roll. And after about 20 minutes of non-stop action, Mr. John konked out. But what a glorious 20 minutes it was....

My Little Lounging La-Z-Boy!

I suppose the desire for a recliner starts at a young age for boys...here is John chillin' like an old retiree in his new Bumbo chair. The only thing that's missing is a built-in beer holder on the armrest? Look at the picture?! It looks like he's waiting on a cold one!

My friend, Juliann, let me borrow her little girl's Bumbo since she's out grown it. The Bumbo is a specially formed infant chair that lets small babies sit up straight and view the world (that is a burp cloth-covered magazine propped up behind his head to help support his neck a bit more). Boy does John like this contraption. He'll sit like this for a half hour and stare at the room. And from this vantage point he has discovered his feet and he spends many minutes wiggling his toes and staring at them.

Funky Like A.....What?!

The things you learn when you have kids.....occasionally Kyle and I will put on the XM Kids radio station that comes through our DirecTV and we sing songs with--actually at--John to amuse him (and us). Truthfully, it is kind of an annoying station because some of the songs are just crazy?!

Case in point: Kyle flipped on XM Kids today the song that came on was entitled "Funky Like a Diaper". Had John not been in our lives I don't think I would've ever known about the hit classic "Funky Like A Diaper" but now I am enlightened....

After a rousing rendition of "Funky Like A Diaper" we took John to the barber shop (aka our bathroom). Kyle wanted to see what would happen if we subjected his crazyhair to the blow dryer, so I obliged.

This is John sitting in his "barber chair" waiting for his blow dry.

(He looks hesitant as he timidly gazes in the mirror)

Here is an in-progress action shot

(Still looking uncertain about the services being provided here at this rogue "barber shop")

And here is the unfortunate result

(both John's hair and me without makeup-YIKES!)

A-ya-yai! (as we say in Spanish)

Enough is enough. How much rain does it take before a person becomes clinically depressed? Whatever the amswer is....I know one person who is sick of the gloomy weather!

I think it has literally rained over 40 days straight according to the news? Today I was off to meet some friends and run errands and I saw it fit for John to don his little yellow raincoat. As soon as I put it on he started smiling so, naturally, I grab the camera (which is always at arm's length these days!)

I love this picture because he's really smiling with his eyes and I think John looks like Kyle did in his baby pictures...

Reflections on Mommyhood

It sure is a lot of responsibility taking care of John. A lot more work than I realized trying to take care of him along with all the other stuff that needs to be done (bills, meals, cleaning, blogging (ha!) etc..). Shout out to all the moms out there! Hello?! Why is it that you don't appreciate your mom and all her hard work until you have kids of your own?! Now I understand the times my mom said "When you're a mother one day you'll know....." Too bad it takes a couple decades to get the REAL thanks you deserve!

Being a mommy can certainly be frustrating and overwhelming at times. BUT I'm also really enjoying getting to know this little person. It's the best reward to see him grow and develop and it's only been a few weeks. I'm trying to burn this time into my memory because I know this period when he's so little and dependent and cuddly will pass really fast!

Friday marks John's 7 week birthday. I read in one of my many baby books that weeks 6 thru 8 are the fussiest for babies. Amen to that...can I get a witness?!?!
So we're in the middle of that time frame. Overall, John is a very good little boy and enjoys soaking in the world and being social but it does seem that he is a bit more fussy these days. Hopefully this too shall pass.

Some things that John likes are:
Mom and me sing-a-long time (Wheels on the Bus & Old McDonald are big hits--especially the "moo moo" of the cows)
Eating
Taking showers with Daddy
Eating
Looking at things in the house (especially anything with lots of color)
Eating
Rides in the stroller
And did I mention eating??

We do have some good news to report: (and I hope I don't jinx myself by mentioning it)
For the past 4 nights the little guy has slept for 7 hours straight at night! Hallelujah. So we're actually pretty well rested these days. I just hope it continues....

Happy 4th of July!!!

John wanted to wish everyone a Happy 4th and show off his red, white, & blue pride. He was in a SUPER smiley mood today and was literally modeling for the camera.

Mr. John Explores the World

John has really started to make developmental improvements the past few days. Yesterday morning I noticed that he started to track my face and would smile at me as I moved from side to side! Talk about things that make a mama's heart melt :)

He seems to really be paying attention to things more which is great but it means we need to have more tricks up our sleeve. We used to just rotate him between eating, naps, the swing, and watching his musical lights toy. I think he's caught on to our game and he gets bored with those things pretty easily now. So I decided it was time to put together his Baby Einstein activity gym/playmat. Wow. There was so much color and STUFF on the thing I think his head was exploding....

There's so much stuff to see it seems he's paralyzed with what to do?!

Johnny Rocker Zoolander

My brother in law and sister in law have been staying with us this week and yesterday Cami and I decided to do an extreme makeover on John. We thought it would be cool to transform him into his alter-ego "Johnny Rocker" the muscle-man-rocker-tough-guy. So I put some camo shorts on him and a tight white shirt (with the sleeves rolled up to show off his muscles...er....rolls??) and we spiked his hair into a mohawk. Dude looks tough.

In this picture he's flexing

Here's a close up of the 'do. This is his Zoolander look, for all of you that have seen that movie...I forgot to mention that when John went for his 1 month check up the doctor (yes, the doctor) said his hair reminded her of Derek Zoolander. Awesome!! And I'd have to add that his face in this picture resembles Zoolander too. What do you think?

Boys, Boys, Everywhere Boys!

Today John got to meet and spend some good quality time with his 4 cousins, Alex, Luke, Isaac, & Jack. Kyle's brother Justin and his wife Erin and the 4 boys live in Jakarta, Indonesia. They are in town for several weeks this summer and everyone came over for a pizza lunch today.



It was really cute how the boys were quite intrigued by John. They wanted to touch him and kiss him and pet him. John did very well with all the commotion. He was very alert the entire afternoon, taking the whole scene in and studying his cousins very closely. Since the little ones are in the "Why?" phase they had lots of questions about this peculiar little person named John:


"Why doesn't he talk?"
"Why are his feet so small?"
"Why is he so short?"



Jack particularly was very proud of the fact that he was taller than John. Since he's younger than the triplets I'm sure he was quite excited to be bigger than someone else for once!



So here's my John picture of the day....it seems collared shirts don't work to well if you don't have a neck but it makes a cute picture anyways?

John's 1 month birthday was yesterday and we went to the doctor to have him checked out. He's doing great and now weighs 10 lbs 2 oz. Packin' on those ounces!

I guess the baggy shirt hides the extra weight & triple chin in this picture??

Party Time!

So it seems this blog has turned into a Baby John Photo Blog. What can I say....our child is now our entertainment.

Today I hosted a baby shower for my friend Emily. She is cooking up another little boy playmate for John. Emily's little man will show up on this earth in August so we're really looking forward to meeting him. Another friend who helped me host the shower brought her 5 week old baby boy, Logan, to the party. As you can see in this picture John and Logan thoroughly enjoyed themselves at the party. (Rumor has it they had too much to drink -- if ya know what I mean)

Apparently the party was a real snoozer....well, as the shower was wrapping up I noticed the place had cleared out quite a bit. I thought it odd that people had left without me noticing so I go back to the nursery to check on Little Bear & Logan and I found that the party had moved to the nursery as it was jam packed with ladies cooing and passing around the adorably cuddly John & Logan. Go figure? John is the one in red (unfortunately for him, all of his decent clothes were hanging in the living room as decoration) and Logan is more appropriately dressed for the occasion in trousers. It should be real fun having these 3 little guys so close in age.

Bye-Bye to Umbi the Umbilical Cord

My little baby bear is all grown up. He lost his umbilical cord residue last Friday on his 3 week birthday. Now he is free to be immersed in water so instead of bathing in the baby bathtub (which illicited screams of terror) he now takes showers with Daddy to get clean. And boy does he like his shower. He enjoys letting the warm water run down his little body with not even a peep. In this picture it appears that John does not appreciate Mommy wielding bright lights during his "Spa Time" and snapping half-naked pictures of him but I just had to!

Happy Father's Day to this brand new daddy! And also sending love to our dads, whom our little guy is named after!

John's Aggie Adventure

John and I are on a solo mission for the next few days (with the help of Mimi--my mom) while Kyle is in California on a business trip. Kyle had to call and tell me that I was missing out on driving around in his mom's convertible in California. What he doesn't know is that John and I are having way too much fun of our own. We eat every few hours, we take long leisurely naps, we're having our DirecTV installed today and the plumber is coming to find out why mommy had to take a cold shower this morning?! So we can't really imagine having more excitement than this :)

John is quite an adorable little fellow. He likes to eat a lot and makes manly grunting noises as he enjoys his meals which is why I call him my little bear. I am still quite in love with the little guy. We're looking forward for Daddy to return from his business trip! Here are some new pictures....

Getting ready to cheer on the Aggie baseball team!

Stylin' & Profilin' in my Aggie gear

Practicing my fish yell....Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

My funny face

New Pictures of JTB

Daddy and me relaxing

I went to see Daddy on his first day at work and they gave me this cool T-shirt

This is my serious look -- I'm enjoying my swing

We're Parents!?!

Knowing that I get to wake up and see this precious face makes me look forward to every day!

John is such a sweet little boy and we are adjusting to our new life.

John's Diary

June 1, 2007

Today was my very first outing in public. We went to the Verizon store with Daddy to get a Blackberry for work. It was so exciting. I got to ride in my car seat and I was carried around in my Baby Bjorn carrier. I slept the whole time very close to Mommy's chest. People were looking at me and commented on how cute I am. I pretended to sleep....but I heard them admiring me! What can I say? I'm pretty darn cute. (yaaawwwnnn) Ok...I'm off to sleepy-land again...

He's Here!!!!!!!!

John Thomas Bethancourt has finally arrived! Click on the link to see the pictures

Baby John's Photo Journal

And the Innkeeper Said....

...."there is no room in the Inn". Anybody have recommendations for a reputable stable outfitted with a sturdy manger?

So here's the play-by-play:

I was supposed to go to the hospital tonight to be induced tomorrow, right? I called at 5 PM to accept my fate. "We have too many people right now, please call back at 7 PM", they say. I wait anxiously and call back at precisely 7:02 PM. The head nurse says they will have to take me tomorrow. They are just too full tonight. Now I'm supposed to call at 5 AM to see if I can come in at 7 AM. Oh, the suspense....this better not be the beginning of some crazy circle of madness, calling the hospital every 2 hours. But I have a feeling tomorrow morning I'll be headed right in since the nurse said tomorrow's schedule is quite open.

On the bright side--at least we get another night in our comfy bed. Phew! I was NOT looking forward to spending the night in the yucky hospital.

Friday: The Beginning of a New Life

Well it appears that I am going to be induced on Friday morning. I hadn't told many people about this date because, frankly, I thought I would chicken out and wait a little longer but I think we've made the decision to go ahead. It's true--Bun's eviction notice is posted and the landlord is set to kick him out! Friday is his last day in the warm comfort of the womb. I'm a little bummed about it all because I didn't want to force baby out and I was hoping to experience the spontenaity of labor. However, next week will be the last week that Kyle is home before starting work. So it'll be nice to have him around to help that first week.


Last night as I was drifting off to sleep I realized that Kyle and I met on Memorial Day weekend exactly 5 years ago. Little did we know when we met at that pool party that 5 years later (almost to the day) we would be having a baby?! We met on the 27th of May, 2002 and Bun will be born on the 25th of May, 2007. Too bad they don't induce on weekends or I would schedule him to arrive on the same day that we met! How funny would that be? OK, I think it would be funny?

Well, keep us in your prayers on Friday morning. I'm a little nervous about the whole thing. The only time I've ever been in a hospital for an extended period of time was when I had pneumonia when I was nine. And, believe me, the sights, smells, and memories of that hospitalization do not conjure up pleasant thoughts. But this time will be different...this time we will be leaving the hospital with a precious little gift! Kyle and I can't wait to meet him :) Stay tuned....

To India and Beyond!

There is something to be said (mostly naughty words) about companies who have their technical support based in some warehouse full of people in India supposedly trying to "help" you resolve your technical issues. Blasted out-sourcing!

Our first bad experience was about 2 years ago with Hewlett Packard's "tech support" regarding our wretched printer in which we talked to 3 different "support people" over the course of about 2 weeks who flat out lied to us with various promises. No issues were resolved, by the way. There's something about a man with an Indian accent telling you his name is Mike Jones that just makes you a bit suspicious. Who does HP think we are?? Idiots! Oh, and when you ask to speak to the supervisor they tell you there isn't one and that someone will call you back. There is no one in the US you can transfer me to and you have no boss? Oh, and where's that phone call, Mike? It's been 2 years and no one has ever called us back. Wish I could get away with lying to people and not calling them back when I was working. I think I'd last for about 15 seconds. Anyways, even writing about this makes my blood boil!!

Anyways, our internet has been acting up lately so I called last night to get some help and where do you think they sent me first---to India to talk to some guy named Phillip who was not so helpful. I ended up getting bounced to 3 other people for a marathon phone call lasting 81 minutes. If that doesn't send a person into cardiac arrest (or labor), I don't know what will. This morning I called back since nothing worked from yesterday and have gotten myself all riled up again. I think this time we pinpointed the problem so at least there is hope. I just haven't taken action yet because I'm worn out. WORN OUT, I tell you!!

Anyways, the point of all this is that one of the websites I can't reach is my Yahoo mail. So if I'm not responding to you that's why. Bun is not here yet but maybe if I keep talking to these tech support retards he'll decide the tension inside is too much to bear and come on out. Could be a blessing in disguise?

Eviction Notice

Do not be fooled by the ticker on my blog. Bun has supposedly crossed the finish line and it states "Hooray! I've arrived!" but that is not reality.

We went to the doctor appointment today and she said I am 2 cm dilated now and about 90% effaced for all you people who know what that means. Basically, he can come at any time. Since I'm going past my due date the doctor wanted to do another ultrasound to check the amniotic fluid level (which is OK). They also hooked me up to a fetal heart rate monitor to make sure his heart rate was OK. So we listened to Bun's heartbeat for 20 minutes. Everything's good so I'm all set to keep cooking him up for another week. I sure hope he comes out looking like a fat, juicy baby since he's been in there for so long. No thin, elderly looking babies here...if he's gonna stay in there the least he can do is work on getting plump, rounded and squishable.

All day today people have asked me when I'm due and I say "Today. I am due today!" and they all remark about how I am out and about among the rest of the world. Still gotta live, people....still gotta live.

So here is a picture from yesterday. I'm hoping to send Bun a little message with it....

Notice the figure in the picture is RUNNING to the exit. Run means fast, Bun. Your rent is overdue and your eviction notice is in the mail.