Friday, December 29, 2006

Winding down...

Things are finally settling down from Christmas. We had my Mom, Dad, sister and 3 brothers here for a little over a week. I was a bit worried that it would be to stressful and busy to really enjoy the holiday, but it ended up being lovely. Mini and W. had a grand 'ol time. M, opening her many presents and W. eating the wrapping paper... what more could a man ask for? CN spoiled me with a new watch and a smashbox makeup kit. Yumm... nothing I love more than makeup. I have to admit though, in all the "hectic-ness" we really didn't watch a single Christmas movie. Horrible isn't it? So, in an attempt to make myself feel better I watched Love Actually yesterday. Things are right in the world now. So, all in all we had a wonderful holiday, full of too much sugar, coffee and not a enough sleep. Hope you had a merry Christmas!

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

something's funny

Who knew a broken party horn could be so funny...

Friday, November 17, 2006

Yikes.

I was looking at the calendar and realized that it's less than a week until T.Givin. Unbelievable. The past few weeks have just flown by. This time last year we were getting ready to head to New York City to visit my sisters. I had just started my second trimester with W. and looking back at the pictures Mini seemed so little. It's so strange to think that last year there was no Sir W. He's only 6 months old, but it seems like he's been around forever, a perfect fit for our fam. This time last year, we had no clue if he was a boy, or a girl, what he'd look like or how he would act. Last year Mini M was just a small little person tagging along behind us. Not anymore, now she is M. princess of the Nighty household, ruler of her small pink domain. Isn't it amazing how much your life can change in only a year?



Monday, October 30, 2006

King of Bongos

I've been slacking off on the whole blogging department. To appease you... W. playing the bongos.

Friday, October 13, 2006

They call me...

a hunting widow. I used to feel bad for those wives who hubs were crazy hunters and were left alone for weekends during bow season... Now I'm one of them. Nooooo! Anyway, C.N. is gone for the second weekend this month, and I'm trying to think of things to do...by myself...alone. Oh wait! I almost forgot! I'm not alone. I have a insane 4 year old who barely stops talking to breathe and a teething 5 month old, with a cold. Talk about a relaxing weekend. C.N. called me on his way up and said "Make sure you find time to relax, OK?" My response was a snorting sort of chuckle. Oh yes... maybe I'll make some time to go shopping, get a coffee and get my nails done this weekend. (Can you sense my sarcasm?)

I think they need to make a Day Spa Season. All the wives will leave for a few weekends during it, making the hubs spa widowers. How 'bout that!?

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

products that none can resist

I love products. For hair, makeup, nails... you name it, I love it. If only I had more money to support my "habit". Well, I found something that you don't need money for! Check out this website. Mario Badescu has some great skin care products that I think aren't that unreasonably priced. Anyway, back to money, or lack thereof. Click on the "consulting" link and fill out a questionnaire about your skin type and in a week or so you'll receive a bunch of samples in the mail. Can't beat that! They sent me 7 good sized samples specifically for my skin, that I have used every day for the past week. Hurray for free things! Sample it up!!

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

reminder

Remember our the whole Extreme Home Makeover story?? Well, if you can manage to watch Ty for more 3 minutes without being driven insane, tune in. Our friend's episode airs this Sunday (Oct 1st) at 8pm.

yummm.

I remember when I was little, making special "treats" for my Dad with leftovers from whatever my Mom was making. Looking back at it I feel bad for him, having to choke down a charred lump of whatever I happend to "bake" that day, with a pained smile plastered on his face. Well... now it's CN's turn. I'm my opinion you're not a true father until you've encountered something like... this.

Monday, September 25, 2006

hair ripping monday

The other day we played a fun game- called quiet time. The objective? Mini M going and reading on her bed for 20 minutes in hopes to avoid a "mom meltdown." Guess who won? Me. That's right internet, I sat at the kitchen table in absolute silence, drank a coffee and did a crossword puzzle. Yes... a crossword puzzle, like an old lady. Only this one was in the back of some celebrity gossip magazine, with questions like... -20 across: First name of 80lb celebrity(?) whose sunglasses are bigger than her head. Easy one: Nicole!
-51 down: This singer/celebri-"PEA" recently broke the world record for botox and collagen injections. Ooo-oo! I know! Fergie! I rock.
OK, I made up those questions, but you get my drift...

Anyway, lately I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed with life 'n all and have been needing those rare few minutes of quiet. M. is a sweet little person, but at times I feel like I'm dealing with a 14 year old instead of someone who's 4. For the most part she is thoughtful and loving but sometimes after a day full of "Why do we have to go there? It's not fun. I don't wanna make my bed... I don't like school...Can I have guuuummmm? Why NOOOT?? You never let me have gum... now I'll NEVER have gum ever!" (I'm quoting her word for word) I feel like ripping out my hair. Then she'll look at me and say, "I'm tring to be good, but it's just sooo hard." How can you stay mad?

It's just a lot when I'm dealing with a mini teenager plus a baby, not much sleep, bills, trying to do school, keeping up with the house, groceries, meal planning, laundry, trying to get to the gym 3 times a week, getting the garbage out- bringing it back in, yard work, cleaning the kids, trying to feel attractive, and appreciated-just to name a couple. Let's delve more into the who appreciation thing: What makes the things listed above even harder is when it feel like no one even notices sometimes. Bloop! Baby's diapers just got changed. Bloop! New deodorant for CN, or a drawer full of clean socks, or a vacuumed floor, or empty garbage can... things that need to be done, but aren't important enough to be noticed. Somedays I have a hard time feeling motivated because there's so much. Like today, for example. I have a list of about 20 things that I need to get to, but here I am on the 'puter instead. Bless you oh internet for giving me an excuse.

I guess the main point of this excessively long post is that I need to get my butt into gear and get what I need to done. Then I need to take a break, alone. Soo... here I go... wish me luck.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Thursday, September 14, 2006

dust collecting thursdays

...dust collecting thursdays, in which I give you the slightest glimpse into my home... Things lurking in the corners and collecting dust this week, because I know how much you care.




I recently started selling Southern Living, and just got my starter kit. The second picture is about a third of the items that came in the kit. SO much fun. Here's my website if you want to see more products or want to host a party...(hint, hint)


Super-cute purse... large enough to hold all kinds of baby paraphernalia, goes with brown and black, and was $16.95 at Gap. (Ah...Gap, how do I love thee, let me count the ways...)


Butternut squash, minding it's own business, unaware of it's impending fate: being pureed into baby food for W. and being force fed to Mini M. Reminds me a bit of Miss Squishy.


On our trip to New York last Thanksgiving Mini forgot her baby doll, we figured Miss Squishy (was that the name?) would do as a replacement...

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Owwww... (must be said in whiney voice)

I had to go to the dentist yesterday... that should explain everything. Fine, I know you're anxious to hear details, who wouldn't be?? After 4 days of pain I finally went. I had what is called Pericoronitis, and holy molie did it hurt. My dentist was great, but even the best dentists don't make "dental activities" fun. I had my first needle in the mouth, and was not to thrilled about it. I've never had a filling, thankyouverymuch. After about 14 shots to my mouth (luckily the first one only hurt) I was sufficiently numb. He then proceeded to cut off the extra gum tissue with a laser, just like these. OK, maybe not quite, but close! As of right now I'm still in plenty of pain due to the fact that I'm breastfeeding W., and can't take anything more thrilling than Motrin. Owwwww.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Excuses, excuses.

Ok, been slacking off in the blog department... but I have reasons!! They may not be very good, but they're still reasons. As some of you know, this year I'm going to be doing kindergarten at home with Mini. I've been busy trying to get everything together school-wise, and been making a schedule we can stick with. I'm holding off on the calculus until next year, and this year, mainly focusing on reading. Reading and lots of art, music, and "science" experiments. Experiments like, let's see what will happen if we sit in our bed and read for 30 minutes without talking. The hypothesis being: Mom in a better mood. I've also tried to schedule as many "outings" as possible, because Mini is like me, she can't stand always being at home. We have a gym class at the YMCA, story time and mom's group that we'll be going to every week.

In other, more thrilling news, last night we ventured into the land of a certain Charles E. Cheese. We had promised Mini ages ago that next time Uncle C. (who happens to only be 2 years older than M.) spent the night we would take them. By the time we finally made it out the door to leave, both kids were twitching with excitement. C.N. and I were twitching also, thanks to the hyperactive, arguing 6 and 4 year olds, a screaching 4 month old and lack of caffine. Seeing their reactions made the whole thing much more manageable. Sir W. was thrilled also, but showed his amusement by way of his diaper.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

OK Go...

I can't even jog on the treadmill at the gym without concentrating intensely on not tripping. Hats off to you OK Go... Hats off.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

A day in which I rejoice... and my wallet weeps.

I remember back, back in the old days... before Sir W. existed... Mini and I made a good errand running team. She could buckle and unbuckle herself into her car seat and was happy to tag along with me anywhere. We could run into a store and out again in no time at all. Since W. came along things have become more complicated. Complicated meaning, I have to lug around his car seat everywhere. I've estimated that W. with his seat weigh in around 25/26 lbs. It really doesn't sound like much, but due to the awkward size and the fact that you mostly hold it with one hand, it makes for quite a workout. So, as a result just "running" in somewhere has become a big deal... until a few days ago.

(cue Hallelujah Chorus) We now have a drive through Starbucks near our house! Before, hopping into get a coffee was way to big of a deal, but not anymore. What is this world coming to?? Drive through coffee? I love it! (Speaking of which... I really need a cup...)

Thursday, August 24, 2006

dust collecting thursdays

...A new weekly addition to my blog in which I give you the slightest glimpse into my home... Things that are lurking in the corners and collecting dust this week, because I know how much you care.


A painting of Mini M's of a dragon. Very dark and mysterious, until Ef pointed out that it looks like he's playing a recorder.


...the devil made me buy them.


Not exactly collecting dust, but he is collecting something in his diapers at the moment.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Home from vacation, and in need of another.

Have you ever got back from vacation and thought to yourself, "Self... I need another vacation after that vacation, something preferably involving a day spa and mimosas."

We started our trip camping for 2 days at Higgins Lake. Then we drove to Traverse City, spent 2 days there, then shot over to Sleeping Bear Dunes. Then from there headed down the west coast of MI though little towns with funny names like, Empire, Honor and Onekama, ending up in Grand Haven where we spent our last night.

We got home last wednesday and I am still recovering. Don't get me wrong, parts of it was absolutely wonderful, everything I had hoped it would be... Boating. Walks on the beach watching the sunset. Ice cream, more ice cream, coffee and a liiiitle bit more ice cream. Poking around in little shops in quaint downtowns like Traverse City and Grand Haven. Standing 100 yards out into the water only up to your ankles... watching the sand slowly cover up your feet...

But... there were things that made out trip, a bit more interesting. For example: Sick children. The morning we were leaving Mini M woke up with a bit of the sniffles. Ah... a bit 'o snot never hurt anyone... we thought... The sniffles turned into a raging cold accompanied by a fever that she passed onto W. The cold turned into croup, and if that wasn't enough, both kids got pink eye- just to make life a bit more exciting. Needless to say we didn't get more than a few hours of sleep each night, with all the coughing, running noses, breathing treatments, eye drops and crying. Then, just to top it all off M. got sun poisoning. All this while camping is not fun. We were going to head home after the first couple days at Higgin's, then we figured that the kids would be sick if we were home or not, and that we might as well deal with our small invalids somewhere with nice scenery. Thankfully both M and W felt better with each day, but the whole thing left us with some Grade A blood shot eyes.

Would I do it again if I knew what was in store? Um...er..ahem... hard to say. The bad parts were horrid, but the good parts...? The good parts were wonderful.

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Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Risky Will

...The things he puts up with... M.'s attempt to involve him in a game of Risk.

Monday, August 07, 2006

Extreme Dork Makeover

Sad story- Last Christmas (can't remember if it was Christmas Eve or day) the dad of a family we know suddenly died. In front of his wife and 6 kids. (The oldest is 12 and the youngest was only a few weeks old at the time.) So unbelievably sad. At his funeral his wife told how that morning he woke up and told her that he had dreamt that they had a beautiful house with 7 bedrooms. She pretty much told him to keep dreaming. They live in a little rundown farmhouse where all 6 kids share the same room. That afternoon he died.

Weeellll.... turns out Extreme Home Makeover is redoing their house. They've tried to keep it pretty hush hush, but we've known about it for a week or so. Today they are doing the whole "Gooooooood morning family!" routine, interviewing the fam., then sending them to a resort in Florida. Tomorrow the demo starts. We'll be up there on and off this week, so hopefully I can post some pictures of what's going on.

The show maybe slightly cheesy, but you've got to admit they help out people that really need it... More to come....

Sunday, July 30, 2006

Tales from the toilet

We here at the Nighty household have recently been plagued by the flu. It started with our small germ infested children, was so sweetly passed to me, and I in turn graciously passed it on to C.N. It didn't seem to bother Mini M. and Sir W. that much, they would throw up a bit then seem fine. If Mini wasn't able to make it in time to the bathroom, she'd use an old wastebasket. I, on the other hand have always had a knack for becoming ragingly ill and ended up throwing up every 20 minutes from 9pm to 6am. One normally wouldn't think that was humanly possible unless you knew me. I weighed myself this morning and had lost 7 lbs, which I'm sure was just water weight, but still...talk about a crash diet. Thankfully everyone including C.N. are on the mend.

This morning Mini M. and I ventured into the land of Target to get some necessary items, when M. spotted this . "Oh Mom!" she said, "Look how pretty! This would be just perfect for me to throw up in!"

Friday, July 28, 2006

Peace

At this moment the house is absolutely quite and dark. The reason? Both of the smallies have been sick (throwing up) and are finally getting some much needed rest. I am getting some much needed peace and quite. I would just put my pj's back on and crawl into bed again, but... I'm having someone come over to give me a price for cleaning parts of the house for me. Undoubtedly she will give me some ungodly amount that I'll never be able to afford, but I guess it never hurts to cross one's fingers and hope she charges $10 an hour. Ha! In my dreams.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Fish and the big bad egg.

C.N.'s brother "fish" (as Mini M. calls him) is insane. In the past 2 weeks he has been to the hospital 3 times. Yes my friend you heard me right. 2 weeks ago- he ate some random candy, had an allergic reaction, was rushed to the hospital and came...oh... thisclose to almost dying. Last friday- bike riding, flipped his bike over a curb. This resulted in a concussion, sprained finger and 6 stitches on his cheek. Yesterday- ate lemon rice soup, had another allergic reaction, was rushed to the hospital and came this...................close to dying. Give us a break will you fella?? You've exceeded your yearly allowance of near death experiences.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Yes... I know.

Yes... I've been much too busy with my exciting life to post anything new lately. (By that I mean I'm just plain 'ol too lazy.) Summer has been poking along nicely. We've been doing the typical summery things- walks in the park, going on the boat, icecream, playing in the sprinkler, picnics, icecream, jumping on the tramploine to burn off the icecream, then getting some more- because you know... the last one didn't really count.

I'm ready for a vaction. C.N. is working on a big job so until he's finished (sometime in August) we won't be able to get away. Now, I need to figure out where to go. We need to stay in the state, and I need a beach. Western MI here we come! I can't imagine a summer not going to Lake Michigan's beach.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Much too lazy...

...to actually write a real post, so I'll instead show off my cute babies.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

I'm still here...

...maybe not mentally, but physically, I am here! Life has been unbelievably busy in the Nighty household. Let me start with where I left off in my last post.

CN and I had a lovely anniversary. We dropped the small ones (and approximately 8 bottles of boob juice for Baby W... you know... just in case he got really hungry in the 2 hours we were gone...) off at his parents house and then tried to find somewhere to eat. We ended up heading north and found ourselves at a steakhouse in Imlay City. For those of you who don't know, Imlay City has a tractor supply store, a gas station, a street light, and apparently a steakhouse. That's about it. The food was ok, but we didn't care-we were free!!! CN gave me a beautiful necklace and matching earrings, and I gave him a GPS system that he'd been lusting after.

Speaking of delightful things... shout out to RC and EAP. The three of us had a great time at the Blue Martini last night. Nothing beats hanging out with old pals, and drinking pretty looking drinks.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

where to begin

Baby W. is now 4 weeks old. Time seems like it has flown by, but at the same time W. seems like he's been around forever. He's doing well, and getting fat. (which I think is delightful) He has had a couple issues that I don't remember Mini M. having... or maybe I've just blocked them from my memory. For a few days last week he decided that life would be much more exciting if he screamed inconsolably from 7 to 10 every night. Just about the point when I was going to lose my mind he decided he was bored with that and would insist on eating ever hour and a half. Just about at the point when I was about to lose my nips, he got over it. Now he is eating around every 2 1/2 hours, which is much more "do-able" for me. His newest ploy? Waking up ever 2 hours at night. Yep. We're having quite the party here at the "nighty" household.

It's funny with babies. When they're little, everything is a phase that only lasts for a few days or a week and then changes into another phase just about at the point when you are about to go absolutely insane. Hmm... hope this one changes soon, because I am veeery close to becoming a lunatic. (cue crazed frantic laugh, eye twitches and hair pulling) Other than that W. is a sweet little man. He is starting to smile and coo a bit.

In news other than babies... yes... I can talk about things other than babies, thankyouverymuch... This Friday is our anniversary. C.N. and I will have been married 5 years. I'm not sure what we'll be doing, seeing that we can't leave W. for very long. We'll probably just drop him and Mini off at C.N.'s parents and go out to eat somewhere near them. Want to know what I really want for our anniversary? I want a cake from the Home Bakery. For a few of our anniversaries we have had a replica of the top of our wedding cake made. Here's me on our 1st . Wow I looked young.But, alas the cake this year can not be. C.N. and I are trying to be thin, so we have cut out sugar and most carbs. We have been doing it for about a week now and I'm back to my normal weight. Yay. But I still want to lose another 10. So... the diet shall continue. Not much fun, especially when I look at that picture and realize that inside is a lemon cake with raspberry mousse filling. AGRAH! I'll just gently knaw on W's fat rolls and hopefully that will satisfy my craving for something sweet.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Baby and things.

So, things have been going well here. Life has been so busy lately. C.N.'s work is crazy and adjusting life to taking care of two kids is definitely an... adjustment. Mini M. is doing great as a big sister. She loves to kiss Baby all the time. I've been worried about not giving her as much attention as she was used to, but she is such a good little person and is (for the most part) happy and content.

Baby is doing great, even though he is always hungry...always. Going an 1 1/2 hours is a stretch for him... I know I have great boobs, but come on! Shouldn't that qualify as being obsessed??? :) Seriously though, some people might tut-tut about my feeding him on demand, but I'm not worried about it. I did the same thing with Mini M. then started her on more of a "schedule" around 6 weeks, and in no time she was eating every 3 hours and sleeping from 10/11pm to 5am. Now, that may not sound all that thrilling to those of you without children, but being able to sleep for a solid stretch like that is every mother of a newborn's dream. A very good thing is at least he has his night/days figured out. At night he'll sleep for a good 3/4 hours between feedings. All in all Baby W. is a sweet happy little man who, when isn't grunting has taken up a sort of squeal/trumpeting. Really- he sounds like a baby elephant. Very strange. But cute.

I have finally gotten used to all the boy differences. Girl diaper changing is so much easier. With boys there's so much "stuff" to clean around, and don't even get me started on the whole peeing thing. Every time I change his diaper and don't get peed on feels like a small victory. Also, no one ever told me his wiener had to be positioned a certain way when diapering. Come on now! How was I supposed to know that?? When he first came home he kept soaking himself all the time. It took me a couple of days to realize "things" had to be pointed downward, otherwise he'd pee right up through the top of his diaper, resulting in getting everything drenched. (Yes. I admit it, I'm a bit slow.) At least C.N. got a good laugh out of it. hardy har.

Look how cute my children are.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Whew...

Good heavens it's been so long! So... as most of you know we finally had the baby (may 3rd)- And it was a boy! What a surprise. Mini Man is doing great, has an obsession with boobs (mine in particular) and grunts all. the. time. Funny, the differences between boys and girls. Mini M. never grunted. I keep thinking he's constipated because of it all, but seeing that he poo's about every hour I know he's not. So. That's all I have time for today. Someday soon I will fill you in on all the details of his birth- ok maybe not all the details, most of them. Until then I will try to satisfy your Mini Man cravings with some pictures. Enjoy.

Monday, May 01, 2006

40 weeks and.... nothing.

Humph. So here I am. Today is my due date, and nothing. For the past few months I have been getting weekly emails with pregnancy tips and updates on the baby's development. Today, my newsletter said, "Wow! You've done it! Congratulations on your new baby, now try to get some rest." Gee, thanks for the encouragement, except I haven't given birth yet. Way to make me feel like a freak of nature. Hey, I guess I should be grateful it didn't say how I really feel right now- "Today is your due date, knowing your dysfunctional body, you'll probably be pregnant for another 8 weeks. And, when you finally do go into labor, you'll give birth to a wrinkly, slightly over-baked 14 lb child with all it's teeth." Poo.

Mia had her 4th birthday a little over a week ago. I was going to invite all our and Mia's little friends, but thought it might be a bit too much for me to handle at this point, so we kept it a "small" affair, and just invited CN's family which brought the total head count to over 20. Even though it was a bit overwhelming for me, Mini M had the time of her life- so it was all worth it. I can't believe she's 4. The only letdown for her on her birthday was me telling her she still wasn't old enough to drive a car. For some reason she was fully convinced that once she turned 4 she would be old enough to drive. Ah well... guess life is full of disappointments.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Pretty dress

As many of you know Mini M. is quite the girly-girl, so getting a new Easter dress and sandals was a thrill. It was pretty much the highlight of her year.


Monday, April 17, 2006

Easter Weekend

Sooo... How was your weekend? We had nice 'un. On Saturday C.N. went up to his friend's property to play paintball. He came home proud of the fact that he only had one red, slightly oozing welt to account for. The whole idea of paintball sounds fun to me. Dodging behind trees... trying to sneak up on your enemy- except for- oh yeah... it hurts to play. Especially if you have no idea what you're doing. Which I don't. never mind. Yes. I'll admit it. I'm a wuss. Why put myself through pain/discomfort, if it's not necessary? I guess that's why I've never liked roller coasters or scary movies either.

Sunday was nice. We go to the "slacker service" at our church (12pm) so in the morning we always have time to chill out drink coffee and watch SNL that we recorded from the night before. Did anyone see Cats with lasers? Funny, although nowhere as good as the Chronic(what?)cles of Narnia.

We also did a treasure hunt for Mini M. to find her Easter bunny. Poor little person, when I told her we were going to do a treasure hunt she got all excited and started running around the house, putting things into her backpack and yelling about how we needed to get the bikes out so we could get started on the hunt. I think she thought it was going to be an all day affair. Instead she was treated to my feeble attempts for clues, like: "what does daddy wear on his feet?" Or, "where do we keep things cold?" I guess it didn't really matter that much, because the end result was still a chocolate bunny. (that smelled slightly like plastic) After church, knowing that we were destined for soggy ham and greasy boxed scalloped potatoes at the family get together that afternoon, we made a quick run to Macaroni Grill to fill up on some edible food. (Just as greasy, but gooood greasy.) Then we went to hang with the fam.
That was our weekend. Now, tell me about yours.

About Me

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Welcome to Em's world. I am a stay at home/ work at home (when the odd job presents itself) mom. I have the privilege to spend every single day with my sweet/crazy 5 yr. old daughter, Mini M. and my little man, Baby W. who was born May 3rd. I can't forget the best part of my life- my hub. C.N., who happens to be the sweetest, funniest fella alive. We have been married almost 6 years. So that's me and my fam.