Archive for November, 2009

Free Football

Monday, November 30th, 2009

Before we went into the hospital to have Carter in February, Matt and I exchanged our 1st anniversary gifts for one another.  Since it was our “paper” anniversary, Matt worked with our wedding photographer to come up with a beautiful 16X20 photo collage photograph (it’s hard to explain) from our wedding.  I absolutely love it, and it’s one of those keepsakes that will last a lifetime.  I, on the other hand, wasn’t so sentimental.  I purchased a couple of Pittsburg Steelers Terrible Towels, and told Matt that my paper gift is tickets to his first Steelers game, but since tickets weren’t on sale yet, we’d have to purchase them later.  I told him that I’d prefer to stay close to home since they are playing the NFC North and the AFC West this year, so he focused on the Chicago and Kansas City games.  Since Chicago’s game was at the beginning of the season and both the Steelers and the Bears were rated as good teams, it was impossible to find tickets at a reasonable price, so Matt held out until he found tickets to the Kansas City Chiefs game scheduled for November 22nd.

Last Saturday morning, we took off for Kansas City.  We had a little detour to drop Carter off with Grandma and Papa Souder, but made it to KC by 3:30pm.  Of course, we went to Cabela’s first where Matt found some goodies in the bargain cave, and then it was off to the hotel.  Since neither one of us felt like driving around KC on a Saturday night, we opted to stay at the hotel to have dinner and to watch the Husker game.  Unfortunately, the food was only mediocre, and we were the only ones watching the game in the bar/lounge area, so it wasn’t our best decision of the weekend, but at least we were able to just walk back to our room and get to sleep quickly once the game was over.

We actually “slept in” on Sunday morning, but it wasn’t easy for me since I’m used to being up by 6:15 every morning.  We showered, put on our Steelers gear, and headed down for breakfast.  Surrounded by Steelers fans, we were excited about going to the game and finally putting our terrible towels to good use!  We went back to the room, tucked our terrible towels into our jean pockets (we only knew to do this after seeing what everyone else did), took our luggage to the car, and then rode the hotel shuttle to the game.  We knew that Steelers fans travel for their team, but it wasn’t until we stepped off of the shuttle that we realized it would be difficult for KC fans to form a sea of red for the game.  It was hard to see much red when we were surrounded by so much black!

You’d think that with all of these black and yellow lovers, we would have met a lot of Steelers fans and Matt could have spent his Sunday morning talking stats with fellow Polamalu followers.  But we found that Steelers fans didn’t really talk to other Steelers fans.  Everyone kept to themselves or to their group, and didn’t venture to network.  We also learned that while they seemed to want to keep to themselves, they were quite friendly when we would “break the ice”.  It was definitely different from the Husker and Packers games we’ve been to in the past where if someone is wearing your team’s colors, they’re automatically your friend.  Matt made a good point that maybe they were just acting this way because they were in KC, rather than being at home.  We’ll have to go to a game in Pittsburgh to find out.

Anyway, since we didn’t know anyone to tailgate with, we went into the stadium and found our seats.  It wasn’t long before we decided to get closer to the field to get a better view of the players as they came out on the field to warm up.  So, we headed down to the first level to see the players “up close and personal”, and were surrounded by “super fans”.  You know, the kind that go to every single game, have the cameras that can zoom in on pimples, they buy the “chiefs versus the steelers” t-shirts from the gift shops, and know up to the minute stats on all of the players.  I imagine their homes to be cluttered with Steelers memorabilia and they could probably talk for hours about details of plays from the 80’s.  Once we had a few of our own photos of the players warming up, we decided to head back to our seats and watch the game.

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While I don’t think I need to list the details of the game, I think I do need to mention that terrible towels need to come with a few instructions to help those of us who are new at using them.  Sure, they look easy enough – grab the end, hold over head, and rotate arm in clockwise or counter-clockwise direction (whichever is easier) to give the towel the desired spin.  But there are certain things we had to learn about the towel.

First, hold the towel out in front of you rather than directly over your head.  It’s definitely easier to hold it directly over your head, but the thing is pretty long, so there is a risk of injury to the fans behind you as you whip the towel around at their head/eye level.  If you do choose to spin the towel directly over your head, hold it by the middle of the towel, rather than by the corner.  This results in less towel spin, but fewer injuries.

Secondly, you should spin your towel with medium speed (which is harder to do during long pass receptions, touchdown scores, and quarterback sacks).  Again, this is for the safety of those around you (as well as yourself).  When I first spun my towel, I was trying to go as fast as I could and not only did it drain quite a bit of my own energy, it sucked to get hit in the face with a fast spinning towel when the wind gust came and altered the path of my towel…which is also something I wasn’t expecting (the wind or breeze from a fellow towel waver to alter the path of my own towel).

Lastly, when you get really excited or really upset as the result of a play, do not under any circumstances do a quick downward motion with your towel followed by a quick upward motion.  We’ve all be subject to the towel snap right?  Well, it’s all fun and games until you accidentally do it to someone you don’t even know and who’s fully capable of kicking your tail.  Fortunately, I didn’t hit anyone, but I was mere inches from faces of fans in front of us a couple of times when I accidentally whipped my towel down.  Something I know I need to watch more closely.

For those of you who did not watch the game, I regret to tell you that the Steelers lost in overtime.  Once the game was over we quickly exited our seats and the stadium, made our way to the hotel shuttle, and jetted out of town in order to get home at a decent time.  Overall I think Matt had a good time (I know I did), and we’ll probably do it again sometime.  And while the free football was great (we only pay for 4 quarters, right?), it would have been a better time had the Steelers been able to pull out a win.

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Oh yeah, on our way down to KC we had to go through Falls City, NE and while on our way out of the town, we were following this truck that had two dogs in the back of it.  All of the sudden, one of the dogs jumped up onto the tool box and started walking back and forth on it.  We thought the dog was extremely daring!!!  To our surprise, the dog then jumped on top of the cab of the truck!!  He looked like super dog – tongue waving, ears flapping, hair blowing in the 35 mph wind.  Matt and I both tried to get pictures of it while it was atop of the cab, but the driver was quick to bang the ceiling in the truck to get the dog to jump back down to the tool box.  All we got was this one of the dog on the tool box…

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Croup

Saturday, November 21st, 2009

I don’t know about anyone else, but I am REALLY looking forward to next week – only 3 days of work for us!! Yay!

We had a little bit of a scare this week on Wednesday night. All three of us went to the regular signing class, which was a little more fun than the first one because we knew faces and were more comfortable with signing things. This week we learned the signs for bath, water, wash, baby, duck, frog, dirty, and probably a couple of other bath related signs that I can’t remember at the moment. During the class Carter seemed tired, but we just figured it was because the class runs during the time of night when he’s usually getting ready for bed. After the class, I dropped Matt off for his first basketball league game of the year, and headed home. Once at home, I got Carter ready for bed and put him down to sleep. He tossed and turned for a good 20 minutes and then started crying. So, I went in and tried to comfort him. I put him back down, but as soon as I left the room, he started screaming, so Matt (who was home by this time) went in to comfort him for a while. When Matt put him back down and walked out of his room, he started screaming again. I said I’d give him 5 minutes to see if he’d cry it out, and after about 45 seconds, he was quiet and seemed to be sleeping.

So, Matt and I watched our DVR’d Wednesday night shows, and I headed to bed around 10:30. At midnight, I heard Carter wake up on the monitor and could hear him crying, but didn’t do much because it’s kind of normal for him to do so and 99% of the time it only lasts a minute before he falls back asleep. Luckily though, Matt had an instinct to check on him and when he did, Matt could hear that Carter’s breathing had started to sound really bad. It was very labor intensive – and seemed as though he was having difficulty breathing. 

I immediately called the nurses hotline that’s provided by our doctor’s office (which connects us with nurses at St. Elizabeth’s hospital), and after explaining the symptoms to the nurse, she told me that he was experiencing a severe case of croup. I had seen croup symptoms listed in articles about diseases and infections babies could get, but I never really read through those things with an intention of remembering them because I always thought, “oh, that won’t happen to us.” The nurse had to explain to me that his barking cough and wheezy breathing were the main symptoms of croup, which is an infection of the larynx and gets worse at night time. She instructed me to try a few things and if none of them worked, then bring Carter to the emergency room for possible steroid shots. Luckily, the first thing I tried (30 minutes in a steamy bathroom) had him breathing easier and able to sleep. I had him sleep with us that night though because I wasn’t going to take the chance of not being able to monitor his breathing through the monitor.

The next morning I called Amanda to let her know what was going on, and she and I agreed it would probably be best to keep Carter at home for Thursday since there is a 10-week old at daycare and we didn’t want to risk passing the virus on. So, I told Matt it was his turn to stay home, and he watched Carter all day yesterday. Since Carter was pleasant yesterday and slept really well last night, I took him back to daycare today.

Also this week, we think Carter is starting to understand the hand sign for more!! The first day I found out from Amanda that he was doing it, I tried to get him to do it during dinner. Our meal that night was stroganoff hamburger helper, and I was also feeding him a jar of green beans. He wouldn’t do the sign for me at all. But then I gave him an animal cracker, and when he was done, I asked if he wanted more (with the hand sign as well), and he signed it back to me!! So, he won’t do it for regular food, but will do it for the sweeter food – which means he must understand what he’s asking for, right? It feels good to see him starting to sign. :)

Tonight at dinner, while Carter was finishing up his yogurt melts, he started laughing for no apparent reason and he was so cute that I started laughing, which made him laugh harder, and then I laughed harder.  It was back and forth laughing for probably 3-4 minutes and while the whole situation sounds pure silly, it was one of those things I’ll probably remember for the rest of my life…just a few moments with my son when we connected on a giggly level.

Thank goodness it’s Friday.  Go Huskers, Go Pack, and Go Steelers!!!

WARNING – Long Blog Post!!

Monday, November 16th, 2009

Wow, where do I even begin?  The last few weeks have been so chaotic.  I guess I’ll start from where I left off…even though it was a half a month ago.

With the realization that I needed some time to myself, I decided to take a day off from work on October 30th.  I had planned for this day to be full of “Andrea time”, imagining I’d take a long shower, put the curtains up in our home office, do a little leisurely shopping, and maybe get a pedicure.  You know, the types of things that women with 8 month olds usually don’t get to do (or at least not this woman).  My imagination was running wild with all of the options I had to keep me busy – along with all the ways I could relax and not do anything at all that day.  Just the thought of getting 8 hours to myself to do whatever I wanted, had me gleaming with happiness.  Unfortunately, my day of bliss never happened.  On the Wednesday prior to the 30th, we got a phone call from Ryan (Amanda’s husband) to tell us that Amanda’s mom had a stroke while she was vacationing in Arizona, and that they didn’t have many details, but they knew they’d be leaving in the morning to go to Arizona.  So, daycare would be closed Thursday and Friday.  After we got the call, I felt like throwing a temper tantrum.  I was like a two year old who had been promised cake, and then watched the cake fall into a pile of dog poo as it was being handed to me.  At first I thought, this might not be so bad, maybe I can salvage some of the time by relaxing (or working on things) during his naps, but after a while I realized that it just wasn’t going to be the same.  Eating cake that didn’t touch the dog poo would just remind me of what I could have had – a whole dog poo free cake.  Okay, so maybe my analogy isn’t the best, but you get what I mean.  And while I felt like throwing a temper tantrum, in the back of my head I thought about how selfish I was being.  Amanda (our daycare provider, by the way, who is my age) is going through the worst possible situation, flying to Arizona to be at her mother’s side, hoping that everything will be okay, but really not knowing what to expect to happen.  Yup, I was being a selfish 2 year old.  So, I decided I just needed to make the best of it.  I changed my train of thought to “what can Carter and I do together to have a little fun?” and I took Thursday afternoon off to watch him and start my weekend even earlier (Matt and our neighbor Jerry watched him Thursday morning – - thank you Jerry!!).

It turns out that we really didn’t do too many fun things that Friday.  I did spend some of the day getting a few things done around the house, but spent most of the time playing with and enjoying my son.  At the end of the day, I realized that I have an adorable, cuddly, and sweet son who was a joy to spend a day with when I didn’t have anything better to do than let myself relax and enjoy him.  That weekend we celebrated Halloween (which I posted earlier because I didn’t want to be extremely late with it) and spent time with Matt’s family since Pat and Chuck came down to watch Carter during our Halloween party.  We also got another phone call from Ryan, letting us know that Amanda’s mom was being moved to hospice and that daycare would be closed for the following week (November 2-6).  Luckily, my mom was willing to travel to Lincoln every day to watch Carter for us.  Thank you, thank you…we can’t thank you enough!!

The following week, Carter hardly left the house, so by Wednesday evening, we thought he would be ready for his baby signing class “Sign, Say, & Play”.  He was doing really well at first, playing with the toys and watching the five other kids in his class, but in the middle of the class, he fell over and hit his head on another mother’s knee, and it was downhill from there.  The poor guy went from cheerful to fussy and tired in a split second.  Overall, it was a fun class though.  We learned all of the signs for meal time, and Matt and I gained a little confidence in teaching him.  Unfortunately, we had to miss this last week’s class (bedtime signs) because Carter wasn’t feeling the greatest, but we continue to try to teach him the meal time signs, and are looking forward to going to the class this week (bath time signs).  I have to admit, it’s getting a little tiring to continue signing to him when we aren’t seeing any results (it’s been a week and a half now with both us and Amanda doing signs), but maybe I’m just being impatient.  Hopefully he’ll pick something up in the next few weeks.  Just one sign would help me to feel a little successful.

After returning home from our signing class on Wednesday the 4th, Amanda called to let us know that her mother passed away on Sunday the 1st, they were back in Nebraska, and that daycare would be open on Monday.  Also, we had heard from friends (prior to her call) that her mother actually suffered from a brain aneurysm rather than a stroke, but I haven’t asked Amanda directly, so I’m not exactly sure what happened.  In any case, Amanda indicated that she was ready to re-open the daycare because she needed to see the kids.  I wasn’t going to argue with her, but I do hope she is still doing okay.  Her mother’s death came so unexpectedly (she was only 58) and while getting back to normal life is an important part of grieving, I can only imagine that I’d need a couple of weeks to get back into the mood to attempt the daily grind after going through something like that.  She is such a strong woman and I admire her for getting back to the daily grind so quickly.

That weekend (November 7th), it was forecasted to be really nice during the daylight hours and not too terribly cold at night.  So, we decided we should invite the neighbors over to watch the Oklahoma versus Nebraska game underneath the stars by the warmth of a roaring patio fire.  Matt mounted our smaller flat screen into the window at the back of our garage, Donnie let us borrow his “cold weather” fire pit, and I made some game time snacks.  Luckily, Carter got to enjoy the atmosphere a little bit before he went to bed too.  It was a good time…and Nebraska won (despite Jerry’s heckling) – what more could we ask for?

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Carter also got out during the days to enjoy the swing that Matt was so nice to hang for him…

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And he “helped” me clean up our patio area on Sunday, which made me realize, it’s probably time to buy the kid some shoes…

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Last week was another jumbled mess.  Daycare was open, and Monday and Tuesday were fine, but on Wednesday I took a half day to take Carter home early, to help out with daycare numbers since Amanda had substitutes coming in which would allow her to leave early and take care of some things for the celebration of life they were planning for Saturday – she had family coming into town as well.  I really didn’t mind taking the afternoon off (and was actually the one who offered to do it), but Carter was kind of fussy and wanted nothing more than to be held, so I decided it would be best to stay home from our baby signs class too.  Thursday morning I took him back to daycare even though he felt warm to me (his temperature was only slightly elevated that morning – 99.1).  I got a call Thursday early afternoon to let me know his temperature was over 103.  So, back home I went to take care of our little munchkin, and called in reinforcements (aka Mom and Dad) to watch him on Friday since he couldn’t return to daycare for 24 hours after having a fever.  Matt already had Friday off, but he was planning to deer hunt the entire day.  And since I’m all too familiar with having plans squashed by baby duty, I knew I didn’t want him to have to stay home.  I’m not even sure what Carter was sick with.  He just had a fever and wanted to cuddle with us the entire time.  In any case, Carter had a great time with Grandma and Papa on Friday, had no fever at all, and was acting normal for the rest of the weekend.

This last weekend was laid back and uneventful.  I did put up our new Christmas tree though.  I purchased a new one because the old one was only four feet tall, and I never wanted to buy a big one because we just don’t have space.  So, this year I saw a “skinny” tree in an ad, and decided it was time.  I also picked up some “shatter-proof” ornaments since I know Carter will surely take interest in them.  Not to mention we lost about four ornaments last year when the dogs would hit them with their tails causing them to bust as they hit our kitchen floor (our tree was right next to our kitchen last year).  Hopefully we won’t have any ornament casualties this year.  And I know, I know…it’s awfully early to be putting up a Christmas tree.  Matt nagged me about it all weekend.  However, I had the time to do it, so I did it.  Not to mention, I was itching to put our new tree up!  If the tree hadn’t have been brand new, I probably would have been my usual lazy self and decorated two weeks before Christmas.

Carter has made a milestone or two in the past few weeks too, the biggest one being his ability to crawl.  I don’t mean his usual army crawl, I mean he’s in a full, on the hands and knees, crawl. :)   He’s been doing it since last Wednesday (11/11), and hasn’t quite perfected it in terms of speed, but I’m sure it’s only a matter of time.  Also, in the last couple of weeks, he’s definitely started to express how he feels about things and we are well aware of when he doesn’t like something.  He’s eating all sorts of foods now – beef, chicken, ham, turkey, cottage cheese, yogurt, cheese, and noodles have all made their way into his diet.  He’s likes to eat more finger foods than pureed jarred food, and has mastered the pincer grasp…when he’s crawling on the floor and comes across a piece of grass that he thinks might taste good.  I sweep and vacuum a lot more these days, but he still occassionally finds an odd object that of course makes it into his mouth.  There’s no getting around it…he’s a curious little boy with a perfected pincer grasp!!