Mini-me?

After barely surviving the adventures of Cao, I fear the worst. The past few days have been interesting as I have dealt with dizzy spells, cravings, nausea, bizzare hunger, and mysteriously nasty cramps that dissappear the next day. Fear in all this? Another mini-me or mini-husband. So, now I am striving to remain calm and seek to feel silly when I discover that this is all a false alarm. After all, I at least deserve one summer of bikinis and a narrow waistline. The countdown begins. Future updates coming.

As for the munchkin, Cao is currently 'sleeping.' I can tell by the sounds of his music box that he just turned on and by the cooing 'da da' noises. He finally has his first tooth on his bottom gums. So far I have been lucky not to be bitten. However, the crib hasn't been able to escape the rath of a teething 7 month old. Many hours are spent gnawing at the top rail. I feel as though I own a hamster for a child.

Sasha: Disappearing Wonder Dog

I am guilty of owning a fluffy small dog. Small brained and retardedly intelligent. Go figure. After his vanishing act into the park and insinuating himself into another family for a day, I spent a night of frantic worrying and half a morning putting up posters around the whole neighborhood. Then 'poof' he reappeared again after the family decided to return him to me. I am lucky to have him back, but because his adventure stretched his nerves; he has picked up a variety of bad habits that we will struggle to deal with over the next two years. Ironically, we are going to have to spoil the bad habits out of him instead of punishment.

As for today, the weather is great and boiling hot. I foresee a summer of drought though. Hopefully when the time comes for the family BBQ, it won't be as scorching as it is today.

Ack, what a gray day.

So the kid got his shots....finally. I will no longer be subject to the dirty looks that doctors and nurses give me anymore. "what do you mean you are delaying his shots...blah blah blah." Sorry folks, I have no urge to take a chance of an allergic reaction on an 8 week old. Soooo, now that the kid has a bunch of yucky germs in his system; he turned around and thanked me this morning by barfing all his lovely breakfast on my bed. I probably deserved it for subjecting him to shots that feel like bee stings. Ce la vive!

As for other daily stuff. I am drowning in the usual amount of housework. I HATE housework. It sucks, but seeing that Cao makes most of it; I am doomed to clean.

Last night was pretty hilarious though. I closed up the house, crawled into bed to discover that Buddy the cat (who was trying to tear off the screen on my bedroom window) wanted back in for the night. So I crawled out of bed to rescue stupid cat and as I was sliding open the screen door....OTHER STUPID CAT (Leo, who is NOT allowed outside....cause he has no outdoor instincts.....and let me repeat myself " #$%# STUPID") decided to bolt outside onto the porch. I then was chasing two cats back into the house. Buddy went inside, however...Leo decided to jump on top of the roof and then FREAK out cause he didn't know where to go next. Dear husband who heard me shouting for the cat, had to climb onto the roof in nothing but a housecoat to coax the cat in. 15 minutes later and much coaxing, stupid cat was brought down from the roof and into the house. Next time, I'm using a slingshot.