I'll start with the parents, I always write about us last but i'll write about us first today!
So at the end of April we will be moving out of Colonial Grand and into my mother's house. We are ready to move tomorrow if we could. I am so tired of
living in this stupid apartment. It was nice when we didn't have neighbors, but gangsta boy upstairs drives me crazy. He is the loudest person I have ever experienced. He probably weighs 100lbs soaking wet, but he stomps like an elephant. Not only that but him and his buddies like to hang out by our front door and yell...and let their door slam...at all hours of the night. And don't even mention the rat they own that they believe is a dog. Damn thing stands in the stairwell and barks. Their stairs are smack dab in the middle of our apartment, thank you rat dog. So we are ready to move out of here. It will be nice to be able to let the girls play in my mother's back yard, instead of having to stay inside all day. We will put our stuff in storage while we are there. We plan on staying with her through the summer, so come August we will start looking for somewhere new..hopefully a house.
Tim gets to reapply for his plumbing test as of today. He won't be able to do it today though, he is in South Austin and his paper is here at the apartment. He only has to retake the questions portion, so he will be once again studying like crazy for a straight month. Who knows when his retest date will be, hopefully before May.
His birthday is next month, April 4th. I am trying to plan a fun night for him, i'm not sure what we will be doing yet though. I had thought we would go to a bar or a club or something, well he informs me today he would rather go to a sports bar and eat wings and drink and stuff. I'm not sure how many people would be interested in doing that. Of course his guy friends will, but I'm not sure that the girls will. Oh well, it's about him and what he wants.
He has been on a motorcycle kick for the past month. I posted a picture of him on a bike the other day, it's a bike he is really interested in. He has wanted a bike since he was 14, so it's just a matter of time before he gets one. I'm okay with it, as long as he stays off 35. He has decided to wait another year before he gets one, he wants to save up for a big down payment so his payments will be good.
So I have been chosen as a donor by another couple. I received a phone call from Texas Fertility Center yesterday and the woman said I was picked and the recipients wanted to know how many children I have and if I have anything coming up in the next 2 months that they should know about. I told them the only thing was my husband's birthday but that it was no big deal. I'm excited about it. Everyone keeps asking me if I'm just doing it for the money, which I'm not. While the money will be nice, it's not why I looked into it. I wrote a blog about why back in November/December, check it out if you don't believe me. So when they start doing the fertility drugs they will have to remove my Paragard IUD. All of the family is scared that I will get pregnant, and if I was to get pregnant, it would be a multiple pregnancy for sure. (The fertility drugs I would be taking would make me release 15-20 eggs at once, wow!) But ya'll don't be worried, you have to abstain from having sex for about a month. So basically, Tim will be locked in a basement, haha. But when they take out my Paragard I will be having the Mirena put in after. Has anyone used the Mirena?
I donated another eleven inches of hair to locks of love. My hair went from this..
to this...
It's quite a change, one that I'm not use to yet, but I love why I do it. There was a woman in the salon when I was doing it. My stylist, Kim, turns and looks at her and says "she's donating to locks of love again." The woman looks at me and says "thank you, you don't know what it means to us that people like you do this. I have been cancer free for 5 years, and you don't know how grateful I am that someone donated so I could have hair, but I love having my own hair again!"
It was nice.
So Mackenzie has officially stopped using her nooney (new-knee). I finally asked Sandy what it means...apparently that is what Tim called his pacifier as a baby since he couldn't say 'schnuller'. Schnuller is german for pacifier. I think it's adorable to think of Tim as Mackenzie and Madison's age, very cute. Anyway back to Mackenzie, she no longer needs a pacifier to go to bed. I don't like when kids past the age of 2 use a pacifier and it was driving me crazy that at nearly 3 she still was using one. So we just took it away cold turkey. It took one night and now she doesn't even ask for it anymore. YAY!! She is also going to the bathroom by herself which is exciting. She will be playing and jump up and say "Mackenzie is going potty, you leave me alone, i'm a big girl, I do it myself" haha. She is getting so big..it's crazy. Look at this picture I took the other day..doesn't she look so grown up?
Madison, oh Miss Madi. I say it every time, but she is just amazingly precious. I think every single person needs to spend at least 30 minutes with this child to understand why. She is just so sweet. She slept through the night last night, big thing. She normally wakes up at least once, but last night she slept straight through. Of course she was also up at 7 something..which sucked! She is officially eating normal adult food, no more gerber graduates or baby food. She won't eat if you try to feed her, she wants to do it all by herself. Such a big girl. She is also wearing 18-24 month size clothes, which is funny because she is sooo tiny. My baby girls are getting so big!!
