Cool!

How cool are these?  I got the link to make these little tags from here.  If you want to make your own, go to this site.  You can even make merchandise with your names on it!  Oh, and if you’re wondering who the heck Olivia is, I’m pretty sure it’s the name we’ve picked if we ever have a girl. 😉  And no, I’m not pregnant.

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ACNM stamps!

This has got to be one of the coolest things I’ve seen in a long time!  🙂  Check out these AMAZING stamps available at the USPS:

 

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Aren’t those amazing?  Anyone who knows me knows how dedicated I am to midwifery and women’s health, so to come across these through the Midwifery Today e-newsletter was so exciting! 🙂  I totally need to get some of these!

A Thanksgiving to remember (with pictures to prove it).

So we decided to do Thanksgiving a little bit differently this year.  My Grandmother has been diagnosed with Parkinsons and I really wanted to spend this holiday with her.  😦  So Dave, Bradley, my mom, and I prepared a yummy Thanksgiving dinner complete with turkey, potatoes, biscuits, brocollini, stuffing, the works!  It was going to be awesome!

I did as much as I could in advance: I brined the turkey, made the pie & the mousse for dessert, prepared one of the appetizers and everything.  I was so proud of myself.

Then this morning we headed over to my Grandma’s to cook the turkey.  The recipe I have (Alton Brown’s from the Food Network, in fact) calls for cooking the bird at 500 degrees for 30 minutes to give it a nice brown, crispy skin and then lowering the temp to 350 to cook for 2 – 2 1/2 hours for the perfect, moist, delicious turkey.  Things were going SO well and I was timing everything perfectly.  At 1:00 pm I put the turkey in the oven and cooked it at 500 for 30 minutes.  Then I took it out, as required by the recipe, and tented the breast with foil so it wouldn’t burn for the remaining cooking time and put it back in the oven.  Then I headed off to the living room with my warm cup of cider to play Killer Sorry (that’s another post) with my family while the bird cooked.  🙂  Great, right?

Yea, well, if you’ve actually been following this post you will have seen the debacle start a few sentences ago.  Mmmm hmmmm.  I flippin’ forgot to turn the damn oven back to 350.  So TWO HOURS later I went to pull the turkey out when I noticed that the oven was still set at 500.  I flipped.  F-L-I-P-P-E-D!  And then pulled the bird out.

Here’s what I served for Thanksgiving.  ::Hangs head in shame::

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Dude, how awful looking is that??? 😦  Ugh, I’m so ashamed.  This turkey would have been PERFECT if I had changed the freakin’ temp!  lol OMG it looks so gross you guys.

But here’s the thing.  The turkey breast was actually REALLY good!  It was moist and flavorful. lol  So unless you like crispy, burnt dark meat, I’d say stick with the white.  Or flippin’ follow the recipe for Pete’s sake.  ::sigh::

Anyhow.  I hope your turkey turned out better than mine and that you had a great Thanksgiving. 😉

Happy turkey day all!

xoxo
Steph

Remember this.

I’ve been having some awesome conversations with Bradley lately and I didn’t want to forget them.  He is seriously SO smart and chatty and clever.  A few conversations we’ve had in the past few days:

Convo 1.

B: “Mama, where did God come from?”

Me: “Wow, B, that’s a good question.  I’m not sure.  Where do you think he came from?”

B: “Well, God was first, right?  And sometimes the first person comes out of an egg.  But I think God came from his own belly.”

Seriously.

Convo 2.

In talking about how he’ll be losing his teeth soon since he’s 5 now:

Me: “So B, do you know who the tooth fairy is?”

B: “I sure do.”

Me: “Oh yea?  Who is she?”

B: “Well, when God is putting people together, like he put me together, she’s the one who puts the teeth in.  Like when God was putting me together I opened my eyes a little bit and I could see her putting in my teeth.”

I couldn’t BEAR to tell him the truth. lol  It was too cute.

I love talking to him.  Sometimes he can get a little chatty and I’m ready to pull my hair out, but most of the time I just lOVE listening to him.  🙂

Scared.

Wow you guys, I am so scared right now. 😦 Have you ever worked for something SO hard and sacrificed not only part of you but your family as well only to find out that maybe that something isn’t what you really wanted after all?

I am having a really difficult time at work. I don’t want to go into all the details or anything, but things aren’t lining up the way I wanted/expected them to. So now I have to sit back and ask myself so many questions. Is this something that happens to all nurses once they start their new jobs? Is this actually what I want I just happen to be frustrated and new? What exactly is it that’s making me so stressed out and depressed?

This is so hard for me. I feel like I come home from work crying, I spend my time with my family crying, and I leave for work crying. That’s abnormal, you guys. A-B-N-O-R-M-A-L. I have had the past four days off of work and the only thing I continually think about is the fact that I have to return to work on Tuesday. *sigh*

I haven’t been able to fully enjoy my weekend off with my family. I’ve been crying constantly and worrying my husband. I feel like I’ve been putting off my sweet little boy and that makes me cry more. I have no idea what to do.

Have any of you ever changed careers so early on? Am I the only one who thinks that maybe the career path they chose and spent so much time (and other people’s money on…*cringe*) just isn’t what they thought it would be? Ack. I hope this passes.

Oh, and p.s. here was the daily quote I found in my email: “The truth of the matter is that you always know the right thing to do. The hard part is doing it.” -Gen. Norman Schwarzkoff

Totally unfair ’cause I swear I don’t know what to do. Jerk daily quote.

Comfort.

I don’t know why, because really it sounds rather lame, but having QVC on in the background makes me feel comfy. Sigh. I know, it’s sad. It really is, and I totally warned you, but I feel…home…when I can hear it in the background. Especially now when it’s fall/holiday season and they have the fall/Christmas shows. *hanging head in shame*

At least let me explain. When Dave and I got married we thought we needed EVERYTHING for our home. Not only did we think we needed everything, but we thought we needed to CHARGE everything. Oye. So our love affair with credit cards (2 of them) and QVC ($958390584 later) began.

Now, we did get some questionable things that I’m scratching my head about now (um, hello weird router thingy) but we also got my KitchenAid stand mixer which I LOVE and use endlessly, so we tend to justify our wrecklessness by that purchase alone.

But it was always fun to just lay in bed together and watch the darn addictive show (if you can call it that) and talk about the items we loved and wanted or the ones we thought were super heinous (like that sparkly sweatshirt…gah). So I guess maybe it’s more that having QVC on in the background while I play on the computer really reminds me of the slow, quiet nights I’d spend with my sweet husband as we snuggled up together, and not so much of the wreckless spending habits we still once had.

You don’t say.

I love kids. What’s more is that I love having conversations with kids. I especially love having conversations with Bradley. He is so wise and observant beyond his 4 3/4 years.

Dave, Bradley, and I were hanging out last night when I watched B sneak over to Dave and whisper something in his ear. Dave grinned and told B to come ask me. So B bounced over to me, smile on his face and the following conversation ensued:

B: Mama, when are you gonna get pregnant?
Me: (smiling) Why, baby, do you want a little brother or sister?
B: I want a brother.
Me: Ok sweetheart, I’ll see what I can do.

*sigh* I love that kid. He’s so great. And I want to give him a brother or sister. His dad and I both do. But I’m waiting. Waiting until I get in shape (some semblence of shape, anyway…not this round thing) and lose a bit of weight. I want my body to be ready to house another baby. To nourish and protect our next family member, so unfortunately, I have to wait. 😦 Well, more accurately, WE have to wait.

Sorry little guy…that little brother you want…he’s on backorder.