my husband...

so here he is... my better half... hmmm... eating a coconut cupcake... advertising for crumbs bake shop... why do people say better half - do they really think their partner is better than them???
i see quite often women bragging about their husbands, how great they are, how thoughtful, how lucky they are to have them in their lives... makes me sick... hehe... like seriouly - i don't want to hear it... i don't think your husband is that amazing - i think mine is... who are you trying to convince??? if you think he is... that's great - that's probably why you married him... but i didn't marry him and i don't want to hear how hot he is... it's ackward (?? spell check please)... it's almost like i should say, 'yes he is'...
maybe i would consider gushing about jason if i thought for one moment he gushed about me... you know what he gushes about??? the STEELERS... that's about it... he seems to think that marrying me and treating me well every day is enough... (and by well, let me tell you, WELL... ladies you know what i'm saying.... WELL TO THE L) see, this just got wierd...
now don't get me wrong (cuz i know it could seem at this point that i don't really like him)... i have always felt from the moment i first met jason at college - talking on the stairs - that he was the man i'd marry and live happily ever after with... i feel like we don't have a boring love, it's full of excitement, fights, making up, challenging each other, making each other better, falling more in love, and enjoying evenings together...
but will you ever hear me gush about him??? nope... and if i do slap me - right across the face, preferably with a glove... cuz that's just gross... no one wants to hear that you got the best man on the planet... you just go ahead and have him...
(oh i'm so cynical... - i really was giggling as i wrote this)
lucky for me he's too busy checking his fantasy football team to ever read my blog... hehe...

why i haven't blogged in forever...

so - last entry it looks like was in 2007... it's now 2009 - so much for this being my diary... alot has happened... and really - i write this for myself... so i can look back and remember and laugh at the stages of life i go through - and then when early alzhiemers sets in it will be like a little story book...

so i had a daughter - her name is sienna rain - i held her for the first month without letting her go... it was a unbelieveable experience going into the hospital that morning - may 22 2008 - and then two hours later ... and a third c-section later... seeing her in jason's arms... you just can't stop looking at her face and trying to figure out whose nose her nose is like...

so at christmas time, we are at my parents house - showing her off... and my grandpa said after studying her fat little legs, "you know the neat thing Catherine, God has a plan for her..." i guess he was a little worried about her fattness...

since i haven't been blogging - there was a new president elected... Barak Obama... on Jan.20, 2009 - it was the inaguration of him... i ask Ethan who the president is and he says, "micheal phelps"... why not...

the same supper - and this is really why we don't usually talk to the kids - brandon asks jason if he likes swimming or running more... jason says swimming and brandon says, "but aren't you too big for that?" nice...

then came st.patrick's day - i usually make a big deal out of that - with asparagus or pea soup and green everything - ethan had drank a blue powerade and had proceeded to go to the bathroom... and calls to me from the bathroom, "well... i had some st.patrick's day poop"... once again, whoever said that you can learn alot from a child maybe never was around a child... i've learnt very little... other than blue powerade makes green poop... not a very useful bit of information...

i've found that having a baby has slowed me down alot... didn't realize how easy life was getting with the boys until sienna came along and everything seems more complicated now... she has her two naps a day that i try to be home for - so my outtings consist of going to the post office/bank... and that's about it... i could keep her up and visit someone, but then she screams and claws at me and i get frustrated and sweaty and i figure i should have just stayed home...

so i haven't figured out quite why anyone thinks having a baby is great... i think they should come out about 2 years old... i'm just hanging on every day, looking for signs of her growing up - so i can feel sane again and like i can go somewhere and not have it be a big deal...

i agree with colin cowherd (i think that's the right spelling) when he says, 'life is 10% what happens to you and 90% your reaction"... some days are better than other's for my reaction... i've also realized that everyone has their own life and their own problems to face and no one really cares about my daily battle to try to find some sort of enjoyment out of motherhood... no one wants to hear your sob story... i know i don't want to hear someone else's sob story constantly... like my brother ryan said, "i don't feel bad for people with kids... they chose to have kids, now deal with it and stop sighing and looking all exhausted" (i might have taken some liberties on his original statement)

so i started running - sometime last november... it wasn't to loose weight - it was to have something that i do and that is 'my' time... and then a friend of mine, jen, asked me to do a 10k and i decided to do it and try to train pretty hard for it... and can't say i enjoyed it, but i did it.. and i enjoyed that it helped me just to enjoy running now... so now i run every other day - ususally 5 or 6 miles - and it's so a part of what i do it's easy now - never thought that was possible... so this november will be a year of running and i've never felt better...

well... better go do some motherly chores such as cleaning out the dishwasher, making bran muffins, having my lemon green tea... and perhaps update my little online diary more than every two years...

pros and cons of pregnancy...

pros...

1) slow down... think more... read more... possibly blog more...

2) only heightens my love for food... even if it's coming up after i devour it...

3) amazement and creepiness of something good growing in you...

4) makes me want to be healthy

cons...

1) nausea sets in

2) kinda turn into a hermit in my house

3) hubby has to deal with massive mood swings

4) the whole upcoming c-section/recovery thing... no big, right???

pregnancy is teaching me at this point though to really slow down, enjoy little things like reading to the boys, watching them play.... i seem to have time now to read and to think more... i'm really hoping that this will kick start a much more healthy, relaxed and peaceful version of me...

why the bible is so interesting...

so... as i'm tucking brandon in to bed tonight... he says, "you know why the bible is actually so interesting mom?"... i'm thinking something really neat is coming next and i say, "why?"... and he says, "because it tells all these cool stories that never happened.."

oh, i laughed... and very hard i might add - seriously, what was wrong with me as a child that i never wondered about someone coming back to life from the dead or a flood covering the earth??? i'm excited that he thinks - and that we can talk about what he's thinking about... ethan i'm sure will get to an age where the conversation doesn't always have to center on 'poop' or his 'pee-pee'...

difference between them....

so, before i had ethan, i thought that parenting was the major factor in the actions of a child... i still think it's about 60% or so, but there is definitely room for God-given personality in there...

such as - when given a box of tic-tacs, ethan polished his off in under three minutes and brandon still has his locked in his safe in his room today - five days later ....

ethan has always found it interesting to try to kiss girls - where as that thought would not even cross brandon's mind...

brandon will clean his room, brush his teeth, and tuck himself into bed... where as ethan will wander around saying 'poop' and 'pee -pee' until i walk him through our bedtime routine....

it's also amazing that i love them both equally - i could never dream of wanting their personalities to change at all.... but i do want them both to follow my rules... so they probably will see life very simularly... (is that a word??)

there... that's my thoughts on that...

the lake won the battle...

why do i suck???? these things tend to happen to me... my eye is almost swollen shut today and i have various bruises on my legs from my attempts at skiing and kneeboarding and my tubing experiences....

why can't i just relax ever and not come home sunburnt and aching sore all over from the lake????? other people do relax at the lake - but i grew up with constant action... we liked to schedule our days in 30 min. incriments and keep it going all day, from one sport to the next...

the one thing i could do at the lake was tube - and that's what i got the black eye from!!! i see brandon go kneeboarding... i see jason ski and wakeboard... i get excited and i try to ski... twice... not good... then i try to knee board - which looked more like glorified tubing, as i never got off my belly....

and the sad thing is... i will try again - why don't i give up???

fishing too... i suck at that as well... i caught my first fish, screaming and broke the line... then my second fish... screamed, and when jason was reaching to get it, it somehow got the hook off and swam away... brutal... and yes, both the boys caught fish - brandon caught three...

oh well, i do have a good time... just not good at anything....

ranger lake free for all...

the boys enjoyed a day of horse riding and wall climbing....

i think the girl bascially pulled brandon up the wall...

i don't have much to say about this... either than that they did it... and i will never own horses... or any animal...