tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26396809475009369772011-04-21T20:59:38.628-07:00You might ask why I am putting a picture of my swollen preggo foot on my blog. The answer is simple: I feel alone. I want someone to say, "I've been there."DeAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17255415772444764737noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639680947500936977.post-21969231035762218802008-10-19T00:08:00.000-07:002008-10-19T00:23:07.959-07:00It is 2 A.M. and I cannot sleep. I haven't posted anything since I created my blogspot because I have had so much going on. I try to sleep when I can because I cannot sleep at night. I stole this from Jay....maybe it will aid in making me sleepy:)<br /><br />Maybe I should...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">not drink anything after 8 P.M. since I get up every hour to pee......</span><br />I love the smell of...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">babies, cheap pine sol from the dollar store, and christopher's iron man bubble bath</span><br />People would say that I...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">am easy to get along with.</span><br />When I wake up in the morning...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I am usually late. I was born late and will spend the rest of my life trying to catch up.</span><br />I lost my will power to..<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">keep my i-pod updated. i used to add new stuff each week......but i like older music.</span><br />Life is wonderful with...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">my family</span><br />My past made me...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">a better mother.</span><br />I get annoyed when...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I see people hit their children in public. There is a difference between disiplining your child and beating them. I just want to take the child home with me rather than see them go home with someone who just keeps them to get a check. </span><br />Parties are not...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">for me. I don't like big crowds...especially crowds full of intoxicated people.</span><br />Dogs are...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Really a man's best friend. Christopher's dog takes care of him like I would...It really is amazing to watch.</span><br />Cats…<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">are very loyal......mine get up with me everytime I get up. It's like they want to make sure I am ok.</span><br />Tomorrow I am going to…<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">do as least as possible.</span><br />I'm totally terrified of...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">spiders.....no matter what size they are.....even dead ones.</span><br />I wonder why I thought my life would be...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">fulfilling without children. I wouldn't trade motherhood for the world.</span><br />Never in my life...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">have I been out on a boat. I am terrified of water.</span><br />High school was something that...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i consider a necessary learning experience....more so for the social skills.</span><br />Take my advice...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">never say never. if it itches....don't scratch immediately...whatever is itching may spread....darned poison. always go with your gut feeling. if you love it....don't be ashamed to say so. </span><br />Making my bed is…<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">pointless....christopher and i both wiggle a lot.</span><br />I'm addicted to…<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">milk (whole milk but only when i am pregnant), sec football, music, and my christopher</span><br />I want someone…<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">to cancel that Paris Hilton show on MTV.....she really makes me want to vomit. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639680947500936977-2196923103576221880?l=deannastinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DeAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17255415772444764737noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639680947500936977.post-83319651857729494392008-09-29T20:56:00.000-07:002008-09-29T21:05:59.129-07:00People will describe life experience different ways. I, however, am living and learning everyday by simply being in a house with two, but soon to be three, boys. I wouldn't change it for the world. There are things boys can do that girls simply cannot and I am facinated by some, well, most of them.<br /><br />I love laughing until my sides hurt and, fortunately for me, I get to do that with my 4 year old, Christopher. There is nothing funnier than trying to explain to a four year old how it is that they end up peeing on their heads while laughing hysterically. Even though I find it hilarious, he finds it somewhat terrifying even though he cannot stop. Even in the car when I tell him to hold his pee he grabs himself and holds on for dear life. What could be better humor?<br /><br />My huband, Chris, is a character in himself and for those who know him know it is true. His has this spastic neck twitching thing he does. Most of the time he is not conciously aware that he is doing it. I just want to turn on "Walk Like An Egyptian" and dance with him. He also cannot reach the back of his neck so watching him trying to straighten the backs of his collars is like watching a dog chase his tail. Does he really think walking in circles while stretching is going to work?<br /><br />Maybe there isn't a real point to this post other than to break the ice. Most of my blog posts will be about the things I learn from living with the male species. You learn something new everyday.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639680947500936977-8331965185772949439?l=deannastinson.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DeAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17255415772444764737noreply@blogger.com1