Warning! Slightly graphic content here.
So, I'm still not sick. With Cherry, I was sick for the first FIVE months. And I mean, REALLY sick. Every day sick. Buy REALLY expensive medication sick. Not able to get out of bed in the morning sick. But having to get out of bed anyway, because puking in a bowl isn't very nice.
I never puked at work though. I only worked three nights a week at the restaurant, and was usually ok by nighttime. One time I ALMOST threw up there, but was able to get off easy with just a little wretch.
So, needless to say, I'm pretty happy about not being sick this time. I have felt a *tiny* bit nauseous when my stomach has been completely empty, but besides that, I'm pretty good.
We've been going through baby names lately. We haven't gone through ALL of the letters yet, but so far, this is what we've got:
(girl) ABIGAIL ("Abby" is just too cute!)
(girl) ANNABELL(e)(a) (I really like this one, but it's probably a "no" because our dog's name is Annie.)
(boy) CALEB (I've loved this name for EVER.. well ever since I used to watch American Gothic the TV show.)
(girl) FARREN (Armondo is really warming up to this one.)
(girl) GWENDOLYN (This one is in my top three for sure!)
(girl) ISABELL(E)(a) (This is a favourite, but probably a no-go, 'cause Armondo thinks I only like it 'cause Belinda's kid has some form of this name.)
(boy) THEODORE (I love the short forms of this name: Ted, Teddy, Tad.)
(boy) JO(h)NATHAN (I think if we named the kid this name, I'd call him "Nathan" for short, as opposed to "John")
We still have a bunch of letters to go through, and I'm up for suggestions, but the first name can NOT start with a "B" or an "H". Because our last name starts with an "O". I don't want my kid being called "B.O." or "HO".
Armondo might be getting another job on a fishing boat. We won't find out for a couple of weeks, but if he DOES get the job, he'll be gone for another month. I am NOT happy about this. I said to him: "I didn't think I was marrying a fisherman!" His response: "No, but you DID marry a cook, and I'll be COOKING on this boat."
It's tough. I miss him a LOT when he's gone, but the big money is such an attractive draw. And he feels like he has to "provide" for his family, and in his mind right now, this is the way to do it. Apparently, if he gets this particular job, he'd probably be able to get steady jobs on boats for as long as he wants. Weighing out the pros and cons here, just like I always did in high school:
Big money/I'll miss him lots.
He really ENJOYS the job./He might miss major baby milestones.
He'll get time off for WEEKS instead of days/I'll be pregnant and alone for weeks, and I get paranoid when I'm pregnant!
Armondo said or did something really funny at breakfast today, and I told him I was going to blog about it. But I can't remember it. At all. Sucky.
We went to the park with my buddies C+O today.
It was Armondo, Me, Cherry, Jacy, Annie, O (5 year old), his mom C, and Baby G.
O. brought his kite, and at one point, Armondo got it flying pretty good, and handed it over to O. After O. had flown it for a little while, I said "Whoa, O. you're a PRO!!"
"Yeah!" He says. "I'm a pro! 'Pro' means 'Good kite flyer!' "
Later, as C. took O. to the bathroom, Armondo was holding onto the kite, making it do tricks and stuff, and he accidently let it dive bomb into the playground almost taking a kid out with it.
When O. got back from the bathroom, he started asking Armondo why the string was in so many knots and what had happened, so Armondo started explaining how he had it dive bombing here and there and he lost control.
O. replies: "I don't want to HEAR about any more of this 'DIVE BOMB' business!!!'
My other rat died. Armondo was here to deal with it this time. I was less than impressed with dealing with it last time. Rats are really good pets, but they just aren't made to last long! No more pocket pets for awhile. Not until the kids start asking for them.
Pictures? You want pictures? I've been forgetting to post pictures lately, haven't I? It's the stupid Flickr thing. You get so darned lazy when you put them there, 'cause you just think to yourself "They can just click on that thing if they want to see pictures".. but REALLY... how
many people ACTUALLY click on those things?
Armondo found this frog when he was cutting the lawn. Pretty cute, eh?
Cherry goes to bed every night at 7pm, unless we've messed up the schedule due to company or shopping trips or whatever. Tonight, we put her down to bed at 7 as usual, but she just kept on babbling and talking to herself until, finally at 8pm, she started sounding upset. I figured she had lost her soother, so I popped into her room to find it for her when I found the problem.
Ozzy was in her crib. Cherry had been babbling and talking to OZZY for an hour! No WONDER, she wasn't sleeping! She had finally got too tired to deal with the cat, so she started crying (I assume) so I would come in and take the cat out! So, I did, and I grabbed her soother off of the floor, and now, 15 min later, not a sound to be heard!
One day, Armondo will learn to check for cats before he leaves her room!