I'm not Super-Teacher...Thank goodness.

So this is my 5th year of teacher. For the past 4 years, I've been busting my booty trying to do everything.

One of my many projects was taking over my school's UIL program. It's a competition between schools in different academic events. I've been the coordinator for 3 years. I had to pick out coaches, recruit students, arrange for transportation and meals, manage the students and collaborate with other schools. It's a pain in the butt. And the only perk is the paycheck. It's an extra $900.

I even did this last year. Our big meet last year was in February. I was 7 months pregnant and miserable, but I got through it. (You should've seen my legs after that. I was so swollen.)

Anyway, this year I am already stressed about it. Last night I went to bed thinking of everything I had to do. I even got up extra early to get to school early to get some things done. I had to leave my baby and husband in bed to go. Well, on my way to work I decided that it's not worth it. Yes, $900 would be great, but it's not necessary. I'd rather not have to stress myself out about it. I got to work and asked my great friend, Ada, to take it on and she said yes.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, I felt this huge weight lifted off my shoulders. Ahhh.

I'm not going to feel guilty about it. I have a 6 month old. I have a husband. I have my students to worry about. I'll focus on them, not extracurriculars.

Not Me Monday!

I did not make my husband wake up and drive me to work on Friday morning just so he'd have to pick me up and bring my son. I did not want to show off my beautiful baby.

I did not purposely drive badly on the way to the inlaws so J would insist that I not be allowed to drive.

I did not hand off my baby every chance I got this weekend so I could have a break.

I did not use the baby as an excuse to go to bed super early.

I did not call in sick for work on Friday so we could take an extra long vacation.

I did not insist that we go to the zoo and then complain that it was too hot. It was.

I did not watch The Happening right before bed and freak out and have nightmares.

I did not tell J the wrong directions to the portrait studio and we weren't 20 minutes late.

You know you are living in 2008 when...

You know you are living in 2008 when...

1. You accidentally enter your PIN on the microwave.

2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of three.

4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses.

6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.

7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the screen.

8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't even have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it.

10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.

11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )

12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.

13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this message.

14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.

15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this list.

Wow.

A historic day.


It's certainly not the outcome I would have liked, but even I can't deny that it's history in the making.



(It just hurts a little.)

Success!

The Segura family has cast our votes! And now we wait!

Voting, Part 1

This morning Goob and I left the house at 7 drove a quarter mile to our polling place. As I pulled in, I saw a line of about 50 people already. I needed to be on my way to work at 7:30 to not be late. So we got in line, Goob was just content to people watch. The line moved slowly. At around 7:20, Goob decided he was tired of standing in line and spit up all over my shirt. Seriously. So we left. I was able to salvage my shirt with baby wipes and a jacket. I dropped Goob off at 7:30 and made it to work just in time.

We'll try again when J gets home. We decided we'll walk to our polling place. It'll be fun.

Wish us luck.

I just want to go to sleep and wake up on Wednesday.

I just want to skip Election Day. I don't want to be bombarded with McCain and Obama talk. I'm just so sick of it. This is crazy coming from me cause I have a degree in political science, but I'm just done. At this point, I don't even care who wins...nevermind, I still care.

Goob and I are going to get an early start tomorrow. I want to be at my polling place at 7 am tomorrow when they open so I don't have to wait in line.

Then I'm going to home from work and I'm not even going to turn it on to live tv. I'm just gonna watch DVR shows. I'll wait and find out who wins Wednesday morning.

Not Me Monday

I did not only buy one bag of candy so I wouldn't have to answer the door all night.

I did not get lost on a walk with Goob on Saturday morning. And I did not call my husband to try to figure out how to get home.

I did not go and spend $30 on a gift for a party on Saturday night and then not go to party.

I did not drag my husband shopping and out to dinner on Saturday night. I did not have a wonderful drink at Joe's Crab Shack and leave my hubby to take care of the boy.

I did not wake up early on Sunday morning to go shopping at Target. It was pure bliss, no one was there.

I did not make my husband go on a walk last night and I did not make up take the long way.

I did not get McDonald's for breakfast this morning.

I did not make my husband pick up Goob from day care early since he was getting off work early.

I did not come home from work and make my husband help me clean.

6 Month Milestones

By six months, your baby should be able to:

• keep head level with body when pulled to sitting. YES
• say "ah-goo" or similar vowel-consonant sounds. YES

By six months, your baby will probably be able to:

• bear some weight on legs when held upright. YES
• sit without support. YES
• turn in the direction of a voice. YES
• razz. YES

By six months, your baby will possible be able to:

• stand holding on to someone or something. YES
• object if you try to take a toy away. YES
• work to get a toy that's out of reach. YES
• pass a cube or other objct from one hand to another.
• look for a dropped object.
• rake with fingers a tiny object and pick it up in fist.
• babble. YES
• feed self cracker or other finger food.

By six months, your baby may even be able to:

• creep or crawl.
• pull up to a standing position from sitting.
• get into a sitting position from stomach.
• pick up tiny object with any part of thumb and finger.
• say "mama" or "dada".
  

Weekly Pics: Weeks 21-25

Week 26: October 28th



Week 25: October 21st

Week 24: October 14th

Week 23: October 7th

Week 22: September 30th
No pictures. I suck.

Week 21: September 23rd

Goob's solids

So far we're mastered:

• bananas
• carrots
• pears
• sweet potatoes
• peaches
• applesauce
• squash

We still need to get through:

• peas
• prunes
• green beans (Goob didn't like this when we first tried them, so we're trying again in a few days!

After we get through these, we're moving on to stage 2! My baby's growing up WAY TOO FAST!

In other news, we're traveling to Houston this weekend to visit my family. We are leaving super early Friday morning (~4am) because I have an eye doctor appt that I can't miss. And Jose's working Thursday night, so it's going to be up to me to get everything packed and ready to go for Friday morning. I'm betting that I'm going to have to drive too. Ugh. I'm going to start making my packing lists at school this morning. I always do better when I have a list. We'll see how it goes.

I have some awesome pics to post later today. Goob went on a bear hunt!

Off to work!

Not Me Monday!

I'm finally jumping on the "Not Me Mondays" bandwagon.

I did not order a strawberry margarita on Friday night and just throw it away.

I did not drag my boys 20 miles to visit a pumpking patch just to take pictures.

I did not embarass my husband by harassing another family to take our picture at said pumpkin patch.

I did not beg my husband to get up with Goob two nights in a row because I was "sick."

I did not have a hissy fit when my husband came home 30 minutes late for work.

I did not tell my coworker that she couldn't borrow my Twilight book because I had promised it to someone else when really I just wanted to read it again.

And I most certainly did not do a little dance this evening when I realized that it's my husband's turn to wake up with the boy.

We have a tooth!

So Goob pulled my finger into his mouth and OUCH! There was something sharp in there. My first thought was "Oh crap! What did he pick up and put in his mouth?" Then I looked and I can see some white coming through. It's gonna end up being the left bottom front tooth! Exciting!

Weekly Pics: Week 18, 19, 20

Week 20: September 16th

Week 19: September 9th

Week 18: September 2nd

Bananas

Just a quick update. We started bananas last night. Goob loved them. He kept opening his mouth for more and more. Yay!

Pictures to follow.

Goob's first ER visit

First of all, I feel like a horrible mommy. I broke one of those rules I swore I would never do.


So yesterday afternoon, I was getting ready to go meet a friend and her daughter for lunch. J was ironing his clothes for work in the living room. I put Goob's car seat on our arm chair and put Goob in it. I didn't buckle him in because I knew that as soon as I buckled him in, he would start crying. So I just sat him in there and told DH to keep an eye on him. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle to throw in the diaper bag.

Well, the unthinkable happened. Goob was fidgeting around and he leaned forward in the car seat. When he leaned forward, he fell out on to our hardwood floors. J was across the room and couldn't get to him in time before he hit the ground. As soon as I heard what happened I ran back. J was picking him up.

My poor baby was crying so hard. I was screaming and shaking and crying. I honestly felt like my life flashed in front of my eyes. J was the calm one. As soon as I could stop shaking, I got Goob in my arms. I was still really crying. But, as soon as Goob saw that I was crying, he started laughing! He thought it was the funniest thing ever to see his mommy with mascara and tears all over her face. At that point, I calmed down alot.

We couldn't tell where he landed, we just knew he landed face down. We didn't see any bumps or red marks or anything like that. But we decided to go the ER just in case. We live 2 minutes from the hospital and they let us right back to triage. Within 30 minutes, we had seen a doctor.

The doc examined him. Nothing. He couldn't find anything wrong with him. He even asked us if we were sure he fell. He told us he'd probably wake up with a bruise or a bump today. He gave us a list of things to look for. The main thing was vomiting which he hasn't done. During the examination, Goob kept laughing and smiling so much so that the doc had to call in another doc to come see how cute he was.

So we were back home within an hour of his falling. (I love my hospital!) Goob took a nap. Woke up later as happy as a clam. He was normal the rest of the day.

In fact, he woke up this morning with still no bruise or bump or any signs that he had fallen.

So, I've learned my lesson. I'm strapping him down no matter what he's doing or where he's at.

Look what happens when Mommy and Daddy have too much time on their hands...

J and I were both off this weekend, so we got around to do those chores we've been putting off. At the top of the list was going through Goob's closet and putting away anything that doesn't fit our Goob. We're not getting rid of anything. They're just being put away from #2 (who is not on his way anytime soon!) Anyways we had fun.


Goob wanted to know what the heck we were doing to all his clothes!

Once we told him, he pretended to be asleep so he wouldn't have to help. Sneaky, little Goob!

A few minutes later he decided to join in on the fun. He likes to try on hats!

His daddy thought he looked cool his this. Ha!

We had more pics, but I felt/looked like crap that day so I'm definitely not putting those up here.

We started solids on Saturday!

We're working on rice cereal now. It was fun....

....and messy.

He's just getting rice cereal for the next two weeks. Then we'll start adding a new fruit or vegetable every 5 days. Yum!

Hurricane Ike

This is getting ridiculous. This will be our 2nd hurricane this year. The county will be deciding whether or not to have a mandatory evacuation later today. Yuck.

Goob says "Look what I can do!"

Hola!

"I'm bored. What should I do?"

"Let me try this"

"Hey, this is neat!"

"Ta-da! Look what I can do! Haha. Mommy and Daddy are in trouble now!"