Today is my birthday...

...and I'm an awesome pumpkin carver.


I turned 33 today and had some friends over for dinner and cake. It was majorly short notice and I feel very blessed to have such good friends that care enough about me to have made the effort on a Monday night (they were all able to make it).

...either that or they just wanted cake.

Sick Boys

Everyone is sick here. Ren is sick. Cman is sick. Poor little JJ is sick too. They all have a miserable phlegmy cough and boogers. Other than that, all is proceeding well. It's time for the JJ update lest you think I forgot all about it.

At 5 weeks he gave me his first smile. At 6 weeks he went 6 hours between feedings. He did it one more time at 7 weeks. It's not his usual sleep cycle though. Usually he'll go 4 or 5 hours between feedings at night. Instead of being asleep like I should be, I'm usually on facebook playing Packrat.

I took him to the doctor yesterday to have that nasty cough looked at and the boy weighed 12 lbs 2 oz. He's gaining well...very well. Unfortunately, the doc thinks he has thrush. She gave him some stuff for me to swab in his mouth. He's also on Prevacid for the reflux. The throwing up has improved in the past couple of days.

At 6.5 weeks he also started fussing with the breastfeeding. He would feed for 2 minutes and then pull off, but you could tell he wanted more. I think that had something to do with the reflux too, because that has improved with the medication as well. Now he'll go 5 or 6 minutes without pulling off...small steps. Speaking of breastfeeding, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't exclusive breastfeeding "supposed" to keep you from getting your period for a long long time? Hmph, I can't even do THAT right.

Other than the spitting up, JJ is a fabulous baby. He rarely cries and just chills out wherever I leave him. He especially loves the swing. He goes right back to sleep after eating at night and is a very pleasant little fellow. I just jinxed myself didn't I?

Parrrrrty

Question, How do pirates file their taxes?

Answer, through the I Arrr S (get it? IRS?)

Where do pirates buy toys for their kids?

Toys Arrr Us.



Ha ha..OK, I'll stop. The point of these cheesy jokes is to tell you all about Christian's Pirate Party Celebration this past weekend (and to distract you from the fact that I've fallen off the face of the blogging world recently due to being tired and spending too much time on Facebook stalking boys that I used to like, that now look like crap and now I can say na na na na boo boo..wow, was that a run-on sentence or what?).

So the party was this past Sunday at a local park. The weather was forecasted at 40% scattered thunderstorms. I was a nervous nelly hoping that it wouldn't rain because I had no plan B. Like my friend Karen said "Hey Claudia, so what's your plan B?"..."um get wet". Well, I lucked out because it did not rain. Not only that, but it was nice and breezy, so it didn't feel Africa hot like it usually does in Miami. Thank God. Considering that I didn't have much time to plan the party and I did it while being sleep deprived, I don't think it turned out too bad.

The kids had a ball in the bounce house and in the playground as well. I had some poor guy dress as a pirate to entertain the kids, but none of them were in the mood for pirate party games. Even Christian refused to cooperate and sat on my lap the whole time. The poor pirate resorted to making balloon animals and swords. My friends teased me about his Spanish being better than his English, but that's because he was a true Pirate of the Caribbean (Cuba is in the Caribbean right?)...ha ha.

The piñata went well too except that this time I think I didn't put enough candy in it (and last year I put too much, go figure...will I ever get it right?). Chris didn't want to pick up candy from the floor because he was so enthused with the loot bag I had just given him.

The cake was great, but it was falling apart, so we had to sing quickly before it disintegrated in the heat. When it was time to blow out the candles, Sophie beat him to it because CMan didn't want to. Mind you, he makes my mom and I sing Happy Birthday to him at least once a week just so he can blow out random candles he finds in her house, but on his actual birthday he did not want to. Who can understand him. I guess he's like his father and doesn't like to be the center of attention.

Even though CMan was being a real party pooper, I think everyone else enjoyed it and had fun. JJ was a good baby and slept through most of it. Speaking of Jordan, I need to do an update post soon. If I can tear myself away from Facebook that is...