New photos

Here are the lastest pictures of my sweetie babies. Prepare for diabetic coma. Sorry for the brevity. I am sleep deprived.

Who is this guy?


I think i like this chick...


I don't really know what to say about this one.

Hygiene Can Be Scary

Jennah got her first bath at home last night. It was traumatic to say the least. I wish I could say it made her sleep better, but things were the same. I have the night shift with Jennah right now, and Amr has the day shift with Ayman. I don't even want to think about next Monday when he goes back to work.


Bathtime


Warm, comfy& clean.


And Voile!

Introducing....

Jennah Amr Nasr Born March 18th at 12:51 am, 7lbs 7.2 oz, 20 inches long.

Three pushes people, and BLAM! picture the guy who shoots out of the cannon at the circus.

Mmmmm Coffee.

Jennah in her new carseat, right before we left. The coffee cup was Amr's idea. She has a ton of hair. I love it. I love her. I am biased. DUUUHHHHHH!

Okay, Here Is The Deal.

Last week, when I went to my doctors appointment, they set a scheduled induction date for me--Wednesday the 15th. I just didn't publish it here because I didn't want to jinx it. Today, I went to the doctor again and it seems like the time is right for that induction. So here it is, The Official Word: I will be reporting to the hospital I work at tomorrow, at around seven pm to give this girl the ole' heave ho. So, if you don't see anything for a few days, you know I am in a state of shock and awe and haven't had time to blog my experience. I will return though. To be sure.

At least you all didn't have to see my mucous plug.

A Pregnant Lady in All Her Pregnant Glory

Here are pictures of me huge, taken for posterity at my baby shower. The shower was given to me by my sister in law Renee, and my mom, Cindy. It was a great day, and I am very thankful to the both of them for doing something so special.

BTW, people, I go to the doctor tomorrow (after yet another pedicure) I guess we will see if the walking I have been doing has helped me out any.

36 week frontal view-

Looks can be deceiving....
36 week side view-

Woo Hoo! Whale on the beach!

Ugh.

Today has really sucked over here on the pregnancy front. My back, is KILLING me. I have been uncomfortable all day. The baby is trying to kick her way out of me, Alien style. I was pretty concerned earlier this evening, so I had my girlfriend check with L and D at our hospital. They told me to, and I am serious here, take two Tylenol and call them later. They also wanted me to drink 32 oz of water, just in case what I am experiencing is dehydration. So I did this. The nurse also told me that if the contractions come 3-4 minutes apart for one hour to come on in. This whole pregnancy is very different than with Ayman. I don't know what to make of it. Oh well, I will do as I am told, and see what happens. I will keep every one posted to be sure.

Also today, at Amrs job they gave him a surprise baby shower. They all chipped in and gave him a 200 dollar gift card and a cake. I thought that was soooo nice. He said that his boss told him that she needed to speak to him in the conference room when he came back from his afternoon break. Everyone was in there with the cake and they all said "Surprise!" Amr still didn't get that it was a surprise for him, they had to tell him, "No, Amr, it is for you, the surprise is for you." So he really was surprised. Cool.

It's reaaalllly ON now.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and we will be inducing my labor next week. WOO HOO!
So, until then I will be walking. And walking. And walking. I had a semi encouraging cervical exam, (open fingertip, I guess better than nothing) So, I walk. And vacuum. Do some squats. Maybe a few Jumping jacks.... Still haven't packed my bag for the hospital yet, but the babies' bed came and that is now good to go as well.

Now, we wait.

Can you see her?

Baby picture! She is facing you, on her side. During the ultrasound i saw her lick her lips as well as the amniotic sac.

The news is in....

We had the ultra sound this morning. The baby weighs between 7lbs 12 oz-14oz. Goodness, that is nearly eight pounds. How do I do this? We got to see her face really well, and as soon as my darling brother scans the pictures and sends them to me, I will share with you all out there too. And finally, last but not least, we found out FOR Sure, 100% NO Doubt that it is a little girl. I trust my ob's PA, and all, but her ultrasound machine is like, 100 years old. Today, I saw little girl parts. TOTALLY. Whew. I would have had a lot of returning to do.
So now I just finish nesting. The cosleeper is on the way, the baby closet is organized. Now for the stroller/car seat (or travel system, if you will) I also need to pack for the hospital, but I think I will leave that undone. Or not, I don't know, my brain is mush at this point. Ok signing off for now, I have a munchkin in the tub that needs a toothbrushing.

So I am Huge, You Got A Problem With That?

Tomorrow morning I go for an ultrasound to establish an EFW, or estimated fetal weight. Apparently they are concerned that this baby will be too big to squeeze out. Hey, I am concerned too! I did the last one at 9 lbs and that was no joke, people! But hey, he came out ok, with only a minimal conehead. I am concerned that his one will be too big to get out the regular way and may require surgery. I am hoping not. I would rather not break her little collarbone on the way out either. So, ultrasound it is, tomorrow morning bright and early. Thank goodness I don't have to drink the standard 32 ounces of water, because I can barely drink 2 ounces of water at this point. Wish me luck, and I will keep y'all posted.

Thirty days to go!

My due date is in 30 days. I can't believe this pregnancy is drawing to a close. I keep thinking, "Oh, I can't wait until this baby is born, so I can get some quality sleep."
HA HA! (Nelson from the Simpsons laugh)
Then I remember: if the pregnancy is over, I will have a little creature to nurse every 3 hours. Crap! Breastfeeding is totally efficient though, so I should be able to stay lazy for a couple of days before I go back to chasing a toddler as well. I hope the baby comes before the due date. She is huge already, and very assertive with her feet and elbows. All I know is the epidural will be happening, because I am not stupid. I wanna have the baby, I don't need to be a hero. Bring on the spinal drugs!
My baby shower is on Saturday, and it will be given by my mom and sister-in law Renee. (I have the greatest sis-in-law, people! Seriously. Mom too, for that matter.) The RSVP action has been sluggish, so I don't know how many people are really coming but it will be cool no matter what.
Tomorrow is pregnant lady beautification day. I will be going for my facial/neck waxing and pedicure. Super sweet! Maybe I should forget about the pedicure and get a Brazilian wax YEEEOOOOOOOWCHHH! But, hey I would be super smooth! I could even get a kooky hair configuration. You know, like a heart, mohawk or smurf (just kidding about the last one.)I think I am going to look into that. Maybe I could get a pedicure next week. I think I may be going insane to even entertain that thought.
Stay tuned folks for more disgusting pregnancy observations, and I will make sure to let you know when we see the good ole' mucus plug (hahahahahahah that is just gross, but I promise I won't take a picture of it. Ok, I won't make a promise I can't keep, but I am relatively sure I won't photograph it and post it on this site.)
Having a blog when you are pregnant sure is cool (the internet shudders....)

No, it isn't kiddie porn....

My name is Ayman, and I am a Saggitarius. I enjoy long walks, cookies, and a crisp apple juice on a sunny day. If you like Dora the Explorer and Teletubbies, give me a call--Maybe we could hook up. 2 and under only, Prefer fluffier babes.

Ok, that is a joke personal ad, I can't beleive that I would even have to write that. Thank you Uncle Alex for the black box.

Grooming and Hygiene of Pregnant Women

Well I got my hair highlighted yesterday,(I used my xmas present that my dad gave me-- a 100 dollar gift card for Regis hairstylists, totally expensive, man!) so I got that going for me. This week I will be going to get a pedicure and a waxing as well. I looked in the rear view mirror of my car last week and found some appalling hair sticking out of my chin and neck.... Hello! This took a while to happen, people! How come nobody told me? I mean, one of those billy goat hairs was like, an inch long! Holy crap! It just didn't pop out over night, it had to grow. That takes time. I guess it is my fault for A.) Not looking at my double chin (I guess if I don't look at it, it means it isn't' there) and 2.) Not checking those suspect areas in the first place. Speaking of suspect areas-- (and male relatives from Egypt, stop reading now please, I am about to talk about pregnant woman stuff you just don't need to read--) I finally took a look at my so-called "bikini area" (like I will ever wear a bikini again, for several reasons, fatness only being like the second one) I look like a Sasquatch. I actually envisioned that picture of Bigfoot, you know the one....

oh yeah, that's it.
I totally forgot about that area. Not now though. I am going to try to come up with some way I can prune some of that back. I am not very optimistic though, due to the fact I can barely put on my shoes and socks. This odyssey will be over soon though, and I will be in for a whole host of other things to bitch and moan about. Anyway, I will sign off now, and think about some more undesirable crap I can post on this blog. I'll get back to ya later.

A Rebuttal To My Previous Post....

My cousin read my blog and had this rebuttal. I thought I would post it in the interest of fairness.

"Yes Cassie for your info I do read your blog and if that is how you feel about me well no sweat off my brow. And also for your info I did not have a bunion I had a bone spur so get your facts correct .And since were being so blunt I don't call your kid for his birthday well I have a kid too, goes both ways. And as far as all the Holidays go those were things that did come up and what is it to you anyways Our so called Family Christmas isn't Christmas it's all about who brings the good gifts. Lets get real about what a family Chritsmas means, to me it means getting together having a dinner and just enjoying each other. But with our family it just isn't that way. And I know for a fact that all of you talk about me and My Dad I've known that for years but I just go and play the game you all do, be nice to there face, talk about them when they leave. It's been this way in our family all of my life and let's be honest with each other you and I have never seen eye to eye. I don't really care what any of you think about me because I will live my life anyway I want. And if I don't want to attend a Family function ,well that is my right. Well like you quoted in your long ass letter about me I feel so much better to get this off my chest"

*****Cass here, wanting to add that I have never talked trash on Alicias dad. The man has a good heart, and can fight his own battles. I am hoping anyone who reads this, that is in my family, will allow Alicia and I to have our own differences and not jump in. Thanks.*****

So I Am A Bitch....It Is MY Blog, Isn't It?

Ok, I am sorry. I guess I have just had enough of the bullsh*t. I am sure more than one person can relate to what I am gonna say and, probably more than one person will say "why does she let it bother her?" So here goes.

I have a cousin. I won't put her name up here but all my family knows who I am talking about. Hell, she might even visit this blog. I mean there is a link from our family website to this one, right here. Anywho, this cousin is a flake and it really pisses me off. I mean, ok, here: We all hate family obligations sometimes. But that is what they are. OBLIGATIONS. This one gets out of them everyt time it seems. In the last three years she has made it to our families' Xmas once. Yes, once. We have had family Xmas the Sunday before Xmas for years now so everyone can make it. You know when it is coming an entire year in advance. If you have a calendar you can look at it. The Sunday before Christmas. It isn't hard. For Xmas of 2003, she said she had Traffic School. Traffic School people!What traffic school is held on a Sunday? Before Xmas? When my aunt and I asked her daughter where she was, the reply was, "my mom cut her finger and couldn't come." Do you smell the bullsh*t? I sure do; and it gets better. Here is a list of her most recent excuses, in her own words taken from the family website we have. The names have been changed to protect the innocent.

This post was regarding the Thanksgiving and Xmas holidays this year:

Felicia Barcia - Nov 7, 2005 Edit | Delete | Viewers | Reply to this item
"Happy holidays to everyone so glad to hear Uncle Ryan coming home what a great present for us all. Kaylie (her daughter) spends Thanksgiving every year for the past 6 years with Jon's family. And as for Bill and I we will not be attending and of the Holidays this year. On Nov 18th I will be having Surgery on my foot I will be off work for a few months. But the doctor said for the first 6 weeks I have to stay off of my foot and no driving. Grandma and Grandpa already know because Kaylie and I went out to see them and take there Birthday cards to them. Bill is having his Mom, brother and stepdad here at our house for Thanksgiving and is making the whole dinner. As far as I know My dad and Jan will have Kaylie for Christmas I haven't talked to them in awhile. I wish everyone well and to have a great Thanksgiving please give Uncle Ryan a great big hug for me.Happy Holidays to all. P.S, Bill and I went out to see my mom in South Dakota and we had a layover in Denver while we were sitting there Bill noticed this women walking by it was mimi from the Drew Carey show if any watches that. And then all of a sudden we look up and it was Drew Carey walking by so I got to shake his hand and meet him he was real nice I thought it was kinda cool so I thought I'd share that with all of you love you all"

(OK, I understand her not coming to thanksgiving. But Xmas? a month later? She had a bunion shaved down for goodness sakes. Oh and By the way, that uncle she is talking about just came back from a tour in Iraq, but no problem. And I am so glad she could share with us that tidbit about Drew Carey.)

This post was regarding an invitation to our other cousins 13th birthday:

Felicia Barcia- Jan 11, 2006 Edit | Delete | Viewers | Reply to this item
"Well I wish Lynnie a Happy birthday but I am still on crutches and Kaylie (her daughters') Best friends B-day is on the 19th so Kaylie will be going with her and her parents up to there cabin in Twain Hart and going skiing so Lynnie I hope you have a nice B-day."

(Gee, big surprise there. Oh, and still milking the MINOR surgery angle.)

And finally, regarding my baby shower:

Felicia Barcia - Feb 7, 2006 Edit | Delete | Viewers | Reply to this item
"Cassie sorry I will not be able to make the shower we have already had plans for that weekend. Good luck with the baby"

So there you have it. I am not necessarily mad that she can't come to my shower although she used almost the same exact excuse last time I had a baby shower, and didn't bother to RSVP or wish my son Happy birthday, it just really rubs me wrong. This is just a sampling. She has only had a computer for like a year and a half.
We have had the website for like, 4 years. Ok, I dunno, what my point is. I am sure if I babble here a little more I might find one though. One time when she cancelled on Xmas The night before mind you, ( I think she just doesn't want to spend the money on gifts) I let her have it. I spoke for no one but myself. Well, she got on the horn and had people so pissed that a couple set of Aunts and Uncles weren't going to come. These people talk a gangload of sh*t about her too, but when it comes right down too it, say nothing. So I have learned to keep my mouth shut. Ok, so this isn't exactly keeping my mouth shut, anyone who doesn't like it can just suck it, and quit reading, cuz this is my blog, Y'all.
Whew, I think I feel better now.
Crisis averted.

White Trash Parenting Tip.

Do you have a sick toddler?
Is said sick toddler refusing to drink any kind of fluids?
Does that same toddler enjoy drinking bathwater?
Well i have a tip for you.


Put that kid into a bathtub with a measuring cup and let him go to town!
Woo Hoo!

duuuude

Being sick sucks. Having a sick toddler when you are sick sucks even more. Ayman won't drink from his sippy cup unless his father or I hold it. He also throws a hissy at meal time for like 5 minutes, then he might eat if you don't make a big deal of it. He ate an entire piece of pizza tonight that Amr fed him. Go figures. He is a little snot goblin, and anytime he comes near me I have to check his hands and face to make sure I am not going to be a "mommy Kleenex". TMI, right? I guess people have no desire to read these things, and that is fine. I can embarrass Ayman with these trivialities when he has a girlfriend.
Ahh, the joys of motherhood.

Sick, and stuff

Ok, before I forget, that girl "Sandy" the tweaker at my job finally got fired. Woo Hoo, there is justice in the world.

And now on the homefront....My son woke up last Thursday night with croup. That is scary if you have never experienced it before. I had to have Grampa (a respiratory therapist)come over and check him out at 1 in the morning. Thank goodness for that. Turns out a really good thing for croup is cool air. So we bundled the boy up in his jacket and walked down the street and back (to my dads, actually. He lives down the street.) It worked pretty good. Unfortunately, now he is just plain sick. Like most men when they get sick, he is miserable and pathetic, and nothing makes him happy. I just want to hold him and rock him, and let him use me as his own personal Kleenex. Not that I have a choice in this. The boy will actually sneeze, cough then come up to you to be held and run his face back and forth on your shirt to rid his face of snot. Another favorite place for him to dispose of the snot is on the back of his hands. So I am wiping his hands and his nose. (when he isn't wiping them on me.) And all that isn't the kicker. Now my nose is running copiously and I too, am sneezing. I wonder how Ayman would feel if I wiped my nose on him for a change? Maybe we will find out tomorrow. Things do get boring around here. So, that is it, I guess. I have some days of this illness to look forward to, (and if I sneeze and cough enough, I will be bustin' out the adult incontinence supplies again.) I think I gave it to my mom too. The crappyness of it is Ayman gave it all to us. I think he got it from the mall playgrounds, we take him to two different ones and he loves it, but you know there is a ton of germs in those places. I call it the Petri Dish. What can you do though? If he was in daycare it would be way worse. I can't exactly bubble-wrap him.

Oh well, adult diapers and oj it is for me, c'mon weekend, when I can allow myself to really be sick.

Ok, it's NiNi time over here y'all so, Peace out.

Art Appreciation

 

Yesterday, Ayman was laid down for his nap at about 3 pm. I tried to put him down later because for the last week he has been playing in his crib, talking to himself, banging on the wall, and basically doing everything but sleeping. Then I will usually check on him an hour after I put him down and walk into a wall of stink when I open the door. For some reason he enjoys taking a dump about an hour after I lay him down. So today, laid him down a little earlier thinking maybe he is just too tired when I put him down. Same exact thing. an hour after I put him down, I walk into turd town. My husbands theory is that while he is playing he doesn't want to poop, so he waits until he has the time, while he is cooped up in the crib. I really don't know what to think. I am trying not to think that perhaps he doesn't want to take th e nap anymore, which could be the case. But you know, naptime is also mommy time so he is gonna have to chill in there for a couple of hours. I don't care what he is doing as long as it is in his crib and semi quietly. I hate to think of him without an afternoon nap with the new baby on the way. *shudder*
So back to the story, when he wouldn't take his nap yesterday, I decided he would do something constructive when he woke up. I taped some paper to the table and gave him all the crayons I could find and one ink pen. Guess what was his favorite? Can you tell from his face? The ink pen. He has an aqua doodle that has a harmless water pen to draw with and he is always applying that like lipstick to himself whenever he picks it up. Well, he did the same with the ink pen, not so harmless. I was cracking up so hard that it encouraged him to do it more, and this is what I got. But I do think he had fun with art time.

Dammit, there is another mouse in my kitchen. In the last week I have killed 2 mice in the kitchen and I believe there is another. Oh well, I know what gets them now....Peanut butter and rice krispies. MMMMM mousie death.

Well that is all. Miss Lori- if you are reading- they had that woman who dressed as a man for the year on CNN today.... I couldn't watch it, it would get me all fired up. She sure was manish enough though.