We still don't know the gender, but I am pretty sure it's a boy. The damn pet store won't call me back to confirm. He has teeth (I know, because he bit me). He likes baby carrots, but not carrots with tops??? He does not like sweet potatoes or strawberries and not really fond of apples, crackers or cherry tomatoes either. He rather enjoys green leaf lettuce, but I've been told that too much can cause gas, bloating and diarrhea. That's no good, so I'll have to limit his intake. He does like his orchard grass, which is similar to alfalfa. I also read they like oatmeal, so I'll give that a try. I gave him a cardboard box to play with and he's having a good time chewing off all the corners and tossing it around his cage. We don't have a name picked out yet, so if you have any suggestions, I'd love to hear them.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
I don't know what has gotten into my husband lately, but he has been watching a ton of home improvement shows and wants to improve upon everything in the house. There's not really a whole lot that need to be fixed, but he'll find something and get it done. Within the last 4 days, he attempted to change out our sprayer on the sink (it never really worked properly) and since it came with the original faucet and it could not be easily replaced he decided to change out the entire faucet system. $200 dollars later and a few trips to H.ome Depot the sprayer now works! While he was under the sink, he decided it was best WE mount slide out drawers under the sink to maximize our lack of storage. We did that under the kitchen sink and still have one more under the stove to install (we have a counter mount stove). There's not much room under there to work with, so he's kinda put it off for now. Hopefully it will get done within the next couple days. Our guest bathroom toilet had a small leak, so he changed out the rubber flapper and it only cost $4. Well, it didn't work. The toilet began to flush twice everytime you tried to flush it. He had to replace the entire flushing mechanism for the toilet. But now it flushes and there isn't any water being wasted. Way to conserve water and save the Earth! What would I do without my own Bob Villa? Thank you honey!
Saturday, August 25, 2007
We are proud new parents to a brand new baby - a brand new baby bunny! He or she is so darn cute! The pet store told us it was a boy, but we are not totally convinced, so we haven't named it yet. It's coloring looks like oatmeal or cream of wheat. I love it! It's not the baby we always dreamed of bringing home, but s/he is pretty special. He is a Netherland Dwarf. We are not sure of the age, we are thinking he is a couple months old. He weighs a whole 1.22 pounds. He's about a foot long when totally stretched out, but cuddled up in a ball, he fits in my palm. As I'm writing this, he is sitting contently on my chest. He loves carrots. Not all rabbits do, but within 3 minutes he devoured a whole baby carrot. He's eaten about 5 so far. At the pet store he was drinking from a mounted water bottle, but as you can see in the picture he drinks just fine out of a little cup. Sam has had two other bunnies growing up, but this is all new to me. Henry lived to be 8 years old and Bito was 12 when he died last August. His Dad built this cage about 20 years ago and all the little cups and towels have been used with each pet, now it's our turn. We have bunnies roaming around our neighborhood and they have always reminded me of the boys, so I'm sure they sent him to us. Thank God for Little Bunnies!
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
I miss you Jack! Today you would have been 6 months old. Your Daddy is in the garage listening to "Home" by Michael B.uble and that song just makes us both so sad. We think about you and Sam everytime we hear it. We wish you would come home. Although I know that's where you already are. I love you so much. Please give your brother a big, strong, loving hug for me. Hold eachother tight and imagine your father and I are there. We'll be reunited one day and I'll get to embrace you in my arms once again.
Mom & Dad
Monday, August 20, 2007
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Okay, so I entered my sweet girl, Autumn, (my 3 y/o dog) into a photo contest for a local camera shop. I didn't necessarily think I would win 1st place, but I thought I would have a great chance. She is pretty darn cute. After all the contest was called "Cute Pet Contest". Well, the finalists were posted in the local paper today and I was seriously upset when she wasn't one of them. Maybe I'm turning into one of those Mom's who thinks her baby is the cutest but they're not really that cute. But I don't think so. She really is cute, damn it! I noticed most of the finalists were dogs, a few cats and some other miscellaneous pets (just so they didn't leave anyone out and hurt feelings- there was a horse) Whatever! I really want to call them and tell them they forgot a dog. How could they miss her pictures? I printed six 5x7 photos and put them in an envelope and placed them in the drop box. Maybe they thought I was too proud because my pictures were too big, or because there were too many of them. There was not a limit. Hmmm... I am really stumped. I also felt that way about a recipe contest I entered a few months ago. I know they didn't make the recipe or it would have won. I know you are all thinking I am full of myself, but I don't enter contests I don't think I can win. I don't enter national contests, because there's too much competition. It hurts my esteem just a bit. Anyhow, I KNOW I have a pretty girl. BTW, most of the dogs were little runts. Maybe that was the key. I think they have a biased team of judges. I'm really just a little jealous. What do you think about my little girl? These were some of the ones I entered including the one at the bottom of this blog.
Proud Doggy Momma
Friday, August 17, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Obviously I have nothing to do because this is my 3rd post in 24 hours, and there's more to come. The last meal I ate before Sam was born/died was a bowl of O.hs! cereal. Well guess what? They've been in my pantry for a year. I haven't eaten them or even moved the box. It was far too much to handle looking at the damn box of cereal and knowing what I had to do with it. Today I threw it away. I threw the box in the trash (and I have proof)!!! I feel better, but still a little sad. It's one step closer to "recovery" (if there is such a thing). I am making brownies for the celebration tonight and I still have to go get balloons, then I'll be ready. I have already baked and frosted 24 cupcakes (I made my own frosting) and I sprinkled them with Lil' Chocolate Jimmy's (they're actually chocolate jimmies, but a dear friend of mine, who has also suffered a loss, has a baby boy named Jimmy, so I'm calling them Jimmy's instead). That way he can be at the party too. I put together 2 silk arrangements to take to the cemetery, my husband packed the cooler and his trumpet, I have permanent markers to write on the balloons with, the plush puppy I bought for him 2 months ago, all I need is my sanity. Oh, where did it go? I'll write later and post pictures of the balloon release. Happy Birthday Sam!
It is now 4am and I haven't gone to bed. I went into labor on this day at this exact time last year. I remember it exactly because I looked at the clock as I woke up and went into the bathroom, then my water broke. Before that I remember being totally carefree and not having a single worry when it came to my pregnancy. Now everyday is consumed by grief and thoughts of my two boys. I got pregnant again shortly after Sam was born and I had a cerclage placed in order to keep my cervix closed. Obviously it didn't work. I miscarried again on February 21st of this year. Jack was born at 16w4d. I miss them dearly. I wish they were here. I wish I could change things. I wish...
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Tomorrow marks the anniversary of my son, Sam's, birthday. He will be one year old! I wish he were here to celebrate with us and get cake all over his face and up his nose and all over the kitchen floor. He will instead be celebrating in Heaven with his younger brother and friends. I often wonder what he would look like, his father or me? Would he have curly hair? Would he be a happy baby? Would he know how much we love him? DOES he know how much we love him? I like to think he does. Sam was born at 17w1d due to my incompetent cervix. He was born absolutely perfect from head to toe. He looked just like his Daddy. That was one year ago and I miss him like crazy! He is buried along side his little brother, Jack. Tomorrow we will go to the cemetery along with friends and family and have a balloon release for him. We will write messages on the balloons and send them up to the clouds for him to read and play with. I may even glue a mini cupcake to the balloon, he should be able to enjoy them too. His Daddy will play "Happy Birthday" on the trumpet and I'm sure we will all start crying. I am making birthday cupcakes for him, as I would if he were here. I even made little picks that say 'Happy 1st Birthday' to adorn the cupcakes. I got him a plush puppy holding a star that has a #1 on it. We will leave that for him at the cemetery, so he can share with his friends. I hope everything is perfect for him and his day. I would do anything for him.
With all my love,