MAMA BEAR GREEN

Snow Days

2010-01-29T22:10:00.001-08:00

My precious boys on the day Hank turns 26-months-old. Um, where did my baby go and who replaced him with this little boy? A snow day in January, no school, no work, no leaving, no obligations, no phones ringing, just our family of three soon to be four. I need little Lily to arrive soon and safely...I'm outnumbered by testosterone and gross male farting and giggling about the word "poop." I need my girl here to roll her eyes and stare in disbelief about what the male species produces and thinks.

Today marks 33 weeks of pregnancy and 33 weeks of nausea and 33 weeks of sharing my body and 33 weeks of growing another little miracle. She truly has been so different in the womb than Henry was in my belly. Her movements are fast and crazy. She responds quickly when I want her to. She's an extremely active little girl. I think she already knows her name. She knows that her brother is a rough boy. She knows that Daddy is silly and has giant hands. She knows that Mom puts up with a lot in a day. I'm ready for her to be here and "get this show on the road" so to speak.

Okay, question...when did schoolboards and Oklahomans become such wusses? I remember waking up early on a schoolday watching the television an hour before the bus would arrive to see if there was any chance of us not going to school. The school districts and businesses around here were cancelling things before the first drop of rain even fell. It's crazy. This is the day of lawsuits and craziness. The stories of parents walking a mile in the snow to school end with our generation...pretty soon, we'll be cancelling events for ozone warning days, global warming events, and preparation for the crappy State of the Union address. As Bernie would say, "Toughen up Nancy!" Okay, done griping.

7 weeks or less until the arrival of Lily Green. Please keep our family in your prayers for a healthy, happy, normal baby girl...and maybe an easy delivery for Momma.

Hugs and Kisses.

23 Weeks, A "New Moon" is full in my belly!

2009-11-20T08:41:00.000-08:00

Last week Baby Girl Green was the size of a spaghetti squash...help me out...the spaghetti squash seems bigger than the large mango that she is this week (below)...are the people who make up the fruit sizes on acid? Also, most people haven't even heard of a spaghetti squash...how random is the food comparison. You know what else, they should be comparing the baby's size to foods that pregnant women actually eat. For example, this week your baby is the size of three giant scoops of ice cream similar to the scoops you have every night while you watch television and grow larger. Baby Girl Green is the size of a large Mango this week...according to the averages, she should be weighing in at a little over a pound and just over 11 inches long.

Today is the premiere of the movie "New Moon." Yes, I am a vampire fan. Being 32-years-old and pregnant, I was unable to purchase my ticket early and attend the 12:01 a.m. screening. I hope to see it soon with my girl posse. The books are amazing and Robert Pattinson (Edward Cullen) is an easy-on-the-eyes-actor playing one of the main characters. I can't wait to get my "Twilight Saga" fix. These are the things I have to look forward to as a pregnant woman. A few hours away from hubby and toddler son, holding a giant bucket of buttery popcorn and drinking a taboo, loaded with caffeine coke while I fantasize about a fictional "vegetarian" vampire. Wow, the word loser pops into my ever-decreasing brain. Oh well, the nausea continues. I have a new symptom...headaches that make me want to stab a drillbit into my head. Oh, and people have started the "Are you sure you aren't having twins?" comments that I love! Great, thanks for telling me how fat I am, gotta love those members of the church! Ugh!!!! Oh well, enough griping...enjoy your weekend!

My Magic Johnson "32" Birthday

2009-09-01T21:37:00.000-07:00

Yes folks, this is a picture of Earvin "Magic" Johnson, my favorite basketball player of all time. Today, I celebrate his number after turning 32-years-old at 5:08 p.m. I'm not a crazy fan, but I've been calling this my Magic Johnson year for a couple of months. There has to be something for a person to look forward to when turning such an obscure age. Oh hey, you're 32 now, which means you are really in your thirties Lizzo. No more clinging to I just turned 30, or I just entered my thirties, I'm in them. I have to say that I had a very nice weekend with my family and got great messages and greetings from my family and friends today. Thank you so much for your love and remembering me today. It was a slam dunk day for eating. I got treated nicely at every meal...thanks. I was feeling pretty well for most of the day too, but of course the nausea reared its ugly head in the evening...but I didn't take any medication until like 6 p.m....it's a record! Keep me in your prayers and the little one in my belly...I just want to feel better and enjoy some of this pregnancy. Hugs and Kisses!

Life's Realizations Come Anytime, Anyplace

2009-08-27T11:58:00.000-07:00

I have hit week 11 of pregnancy. I am still nauseous, but there has been a little movement on the other end. Yeah, for little miracles. The greater miracle and realization today is that I am blessed with two wonderful Green guys in my life already. Although my husband has trouble understanding what I'm going through and why I'm so gross everyday, he has been so much more understanding through this pregnancy. As we watch our Hanker grow, we are still in complete awe of God and the things he blesses our lives with, mostly our son. I began the search for a Mother's Day Out program today for Hank. I feel like during the pregnancy it would help both Hank and me to have a little time to ourselves. It was truly an eye-opening experience...more to write about that later. My thoughts were, I will never need a break from my son so badly that I will place him somewhere I don't trust. Bern and I have worked so hard for two years with Henry, not to have him slowly unraveled at the hands of total strangers. Like I said...more to say on that subject later. What I realized is how much I love those in my life. I know it's a silly time for that realization, but it's those moments you embrace, enjoy, yell, scream, and then hug your child and lather him with kisses. I don't know your predicament in life or if you have anyone around you, but please know that life is worth it for yourself and I'm sure for someone else in your life. Even when your belly hurts and you can't see straight from no sleep, there is something worth living for and holding onto...your family. I love these guys. I hate that I'm sick, but at the end of the exhaustion and stomach churning and body transformation...I get a beautiful blessing from God, another baby. Hugs and Kisses!

10 Weeks, 1/4 of the way complete, Feeling terrible!

2009-08-20T21:04:00.001-07:00

Wow, pregnancy is so fun!!! Please note that the previous statement is loaded with sarcasm that is hard to read, but hear me saying it the way you know I would. I have hit the 10-week mark today. I truly have little to report. I am on my third anti-nausea drug, and I still feel quite nauseous. After a visit to the doctor yesterday, I have dropped the prenatal vitamin for now, trying some new nausea medication, oh...and time to try the "colon blow." Yeah, you heard it correctly. On top of nausea, exhaustion, and overall disdain for pregnancy, I'm suffering from constipation too. Great, now the whole world knows...as they should...pregnancy is not great for everyone!

Okay, positives...sticking to the theory that the yuckier the pregnancy, the healthier the baby. Hank goes around all day saying "apple juice," because he loves it. If I feel like eating cookies for breakfast, that's what I eat because nothing ever sounds good. Um...a little help here...

UGH! There is nothing like bending over to pick up the laundry basket and having to swallow vomit. Nice thoughts. Please send happy thoughts and well prayers my way! Hugs and kisses always!

WHERE DO I GET COOL BACKGROUNDS?

2009-08-05T22:18:00.001-07:00

All of you bloggers have cool pages...where do I get cool templates? HELP!

Apparently, the Quiver isn't yet full...bun in the oven.

2009-08-05T21:50:00.000-07:00

Is anybody out there in the exact place that I am at this moment? If you are, misery loves company. Tomorrow I will be 8 weeks pregnant with my second child, God willing there is only one in my belly, however...God willing there could be two or three little rascals in there making me sick every moment of every day. I mean physically ill, nausea. I have had a few moments when looking at little baby shoes and cute little "baby things," when I have smiled for a second and thought...what a blessing...this is going to be awesome...the thoughts are fleeting. Someone told me in my first pregnancy that the sicker you are during your pregnancy the healthier your baby. I'm sticking to that thought right now. Hanker turned out to be an awesomely healthy little guy, so maybe another healthy baby is in order. I haven't actually thrown up, but the vomit has been in my mouth, and I've had to swallow it down. Wow, how nasty is this blog now?!! I'm on my second prescription for nausea. The first one did not help with the nausea, it just put me to sleep...like I need help sleeping right now. I picked up my prenatal vitamin today...it's a capsule and a caplet (Romeo and Juliet) not so romantic. You should read the instructions. Ridiculous. It actually wants me to time taking the pills an hour before I eat something or two hours after I eat. That's funny, I'm supposed to be eating crackers and junk for the nausea all day...how is that going to fit in? It also talks about don't eat dairy, tea, coffee, something else 2 hrs. before or 2 hrs. after...are you kidding? Side effects...constipation, diarrhea, nausea...nice...I already have two out of three...thanks...I guess getting the third would be a relief to the other two. Oh, and get this stool softener if you take this pill for nausea...oh, and by the way everyone...the nausea is not going away! I'm the poster child for terrible pregnancies. Today on one of the talk shows, (I watched because it was all about women) this women is talking about how she loved being pregnant, so she had two other pregnancies for other couples. Unbelievable. I wonder what the experience would be like from a positive standpoint? I will become more positive...God has a plan. I'm just lost in nausea, exhaustion, and fear that I'm caring twins.
On a brighter note, Henry Mason Green is an awesome little boy. He really has been great, aside from climbing the kitchen table, sitting on the end tables in the living room, standing on the computer table, and trying to ride our dog Casey who has arthritis and hip problems. He's a stinker, and he's mine, and he's out of my body...which is a great thing! Hugs and Kisses!

When do you know that your quiver is full?

2009-05-04T11:29:00.000-07:00

In the Bible, not sure which passage because I'm lame, it talks about having a quiver...the family you are to have under God. Every one's quiver is a different size...some with kids, some without. How do I know how many kids are supposed to be in my quiver? Why is the transition to two kids from one so difficult to make? I feel like Carrie Bradshaw off of "Sex in the City." Instead of posting info about an outrageous sex life, I'm talking about boogers, poop patterns, and when to have another child. Is there something wrong with me that I don't have that, "I can't wait to have another," feeling. Motherhood has been more trying than anything I've ever accomplished in my life. My husband and I took a trip to Mexico before the Swine Flu outbreak, and it was the most amazing week I've had in a long time. No responsibility, just me and my Zune on the beach and by the pool. It was a week of being my old self. On one of the talk shows recently, they discussed the whole "Mom" thing. They said that after having kids, you can never return to who you were before having kids, but you have to reinvent yourself. This is so true. The hard part is finding your identity once you have a kid. Getting past just being Hank's Mom, as if that shouldn't be enough. However, you are constantly asking yourself, "Where did I go?" Being a Mom should be the definition of sacrifice. Don't get me wrong, I love my son and being his mother, but can I do this all again...advice would be great! Happy Blogging!

Just a precious little monster...seriously, I love him!

2009-05-04T10:51:00.000-07:00

HANK DECIDED TO READ HIS BIRTHDAY CARD FROM HIS GRANDMA AND GRANDPA MASON OVER AND OVER. IT'S MY DAD'S VOICE SINGING THE SPECIAL SONG HE CREATED FOR HANKER. THE SONG IS BASED ON AN OLD RICE-A-RONI COMMERCIAL.

Proud to be my mother's daughter...

2008-10-06T12:23:00.000-07:00

I never understood the devotion, the dedication, the sacrifice, and the unconditional love of a mother until I became a mother. Last night as I watched my son laughing and looking at my mom with such adoring and trusting eyes, tears came to my eyes. To watch my son love my mother, his Pattycake, so effortlessly...my heart swelled and so much appreciation and love was felt in my heart for my mother. My mom devoted and still devotes all she has to being the mom of four children. We, her kids, are all at such different places in our lives. I am saddened that my brothers will never completely understand what my mom has given of herself to be our mother. She is the most loving, caring, and loyal person that I have in my life. I have taken her for granted over the years, knowing she will just always be there. Never again will I take her and her love for granted. My mom is a tremendous help to me. A shoulder to cry on, an amazing grandmother to my child, and one of the best friends of my life. You've heard the cliche'...people are in your life for a reason, season...my mom is the one person who will be devoted and in my life from beginning to end. I love her more than any words could say or read. I am so proud to be her daughter, and so blessed that the Lord made my mom, my mom. I truly thank you Pattycake and love you with my whole heart.

When life throws you lemons...

2008-09-30T10:56:00.000-07:00

okay, you know those moments when God smacks you in the face and you are like, "crap, i asked for that didn't i God." well, i had one of those last night. after my volleyball team completely abandoned me for the final outdoor sand volleyball season, i decided i still wanted to play. i still need to get rid of my baby fat, and i need some liz time too. so, donnie (mom's boyfriend) and i were placed on a random team, whom we met for the first time last night. as we're pulling up to the courts in donnie's mega giant chevy truck with his flowmaster vroom, vroom, i say to donnie, "you know, i don't care who we play with really except for the guy with the green hat...pretty sure he doesn't like me." i ask the volleyball coordinator who we are playing with and she says that we are on her court with...you guessed it "the guy with the green hat." my heart drops, i tell the coordinator...omg...he doesn't like me. she said that he just doesn't know me, once he does, we'll be good. i turn to donnie and tell him i have been slapped in the face by God...it feels great. so, we played with serious green hat guy and won our games. he didn't talk much, but was warming up a tiny bit at the end. at some point i ask him about his tan, are you a fisherman? golfer? you are just so tan..."no, i build houses..." great...come to find out, bernie thinks he might have sold him some lumber...small world, yes, for a reason. who knows what will unfold in the next few weeks, maybe nothing. the thing is...as soon as you say no to something or that's the one thing i'm not going to do...or life throws you lemons...God created lemonade for a reason.

2008-09-30T10:40:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday Samuel Alex Mason!

The next best thing to being a mother is being an Aunt to one of my brother's children. Baby Sam is here and words cannot describe the flutters in my heart when I think of him, hold him, and look at him. He's precious...truly amazing. I'm awed by my sis-in-law's composure and strength during her labor and delivery. She's awesome. I'm so proud of how my brother just jumps in there and takes care of his son, his total pride and joy. I love Sam.

Yukon in the morning...

2008-09-15T09:39:00.001-07:00

After traveling to Washington D.C. within the last weeks, I realize how much I appreciate the casual, slow-paced attitude of Yukon, Oklahoma. I went to pay the water bill this morning, and I never had to wait on another vehicle to make a turn. NO TRAFFIC!!! IT'S GREAT!!! On October 12th the Target in Yukon will be opening. It is a mile from my house, and this stay-at-home mom will be frequenting that establishment regularly. I should have stock in that store. Just something pathetic to look forward to in my "mom" life. The moments with my son are so interesting and special, but my imagination could never have completely captured what this "being a mom thing" is really about.

Figuring this thing out...

2008-09-15T09:37:00.000-07:00

Golly, you could spend an entire day trying to get all the pics correct and the fonts just right for this thing...this is a work in progress...more to come.

Mama Bear

2008-09-10T13:24:00.000-07:00

This picture explains it all. Being a mom is about having greasy hair, pure exhaustion, but perfection occurs the minute your baby closes his eyes for a sweet sleep. These are the favorite moments of my day...right before my Hank goes to sleep.