Upstairs

Our contractor called yesterday to say that they were completely finished framing and had cleaned up. So we went to take a look...

living room, with fireplace in correct location

guest bedroom

Roman's bedroom

master bedroom

my closet, woot woot

master bath walking into closet

stairs

I think they are working on roughing in the plumbing and HVAC next. Less exciting.

Doctors and Bouncers

So Roman visited his new pediatrician, Dr. Corba, yesterday for his four month check up. I was super impressed at the adorable waiting room (though my photos are crap). The lighting was really soft and calming and the murals were adorable. Especially loved the apes hanging from the celing. I felt like I was inside of a children's museum!

Dr. Corba was amazing. When we met with him, he asked us what was going on with our vaccinations. We explained the story of Warren's sister and her reaction to the pertussis vaccine. As Warren was talking, Dr. Corba sort of furrowed his brow and was clearly weighing his options. He was going "Hmm. Hmm." with his head all nodding back and forth. After considering things, he agreed we should not get the DTaP. Later, he asked about how much Roman was eating. This, in my experience, is a trick question to get the doctor to scold you when you tell him how much your giant baby eats. I sort of frowned and didn't respond. He said it was ok and just to tell him. When I said around 40 oz. he also didn't criticize the amount I have been feeding Roman. Therefore, he is now wonderful in my eyes.
Also, wonderful was Roman. He got his shot and we had his bottle ready (crucial) and he took it and stopped crying immediately. He didn't cry the rest of the day, that strong boy!!!!

In other news, Roman's doorway jumper from Grandpa came yesterday. It is called Merry Muscles.

It is a Canandian product, and I thought the packaging looked about 40 years old.

But Roman loves it!

More House Over the Weekend

Warren and I, armed with measuring tape, went to examine the rest of the work today. Luckily, everything measured out correctly. However, they did not frame for our attic door or our under the stairs storage door. We're meeting with our contractor tomorrow, so hopefully these are easy fixes. In the meantime, here is what is finished now...

front view
from left to right: half bath, furnace (exciting!), opening for the staircase
standing in the living room facing the kitchen, the playroom sets back, the dining room is to the right
dining room, with playroom and mudroom to the left, laundry room to the right
future backyard
playroom, mudroom on right

We are so, so excited! As you can see from the hole that is the staircase, we weren't able to get upstairs. Actually, Warren spidermanned it up there, but I wouldn't let him take the camera!

Work It On Out

Two weeks ago Christie left for Ecuador and left in my possession her p90x dvds. I have had several friends do p90x, but I have always hated on it. I would say that if you did any workout for an hour a day you would get fit. Which is true, but I have decided p90x is awesome. I just finished up week two today. I saw results after one week. I am already so much more toned. Now if I could just get my diet under control (oh those Kashi cookies!) I think this baby weight would go away. Not to mention Tony Horton looks a lot like my best friend's husband. See..

Tony

Jeremiah

Eerie, right?!?!

Earlier today I was changing Roman on our bed. First mistake, right? I get the diaper undone, and he promptly begins peeing. A long, upwards stream. What do I do? I tried to catch it. CATCH IT. PEE. That was my genius automatic response. As if one can catch pee. Or should. Needless to say that was an epic fail. My bedspread is currently in the washer.

A Second Floor

Last night we were at Downs After Dark, for a co-bachelor/bachelorette party. My friend Tricia, who lives on Fountain (the one selling her house to my bestie), texted me "You have a second floor." My dad drove by to investigate this morning and snapped this!

and A House

Finally, we have some progress!!!

The foundation was completed on Wednesday. The first floor was framed in yesterday. Unfortunately, when we took this last night we realized our fireplace was framed in the wrong spot and they had to work this morning on moving it. Yet another delay :( But we were thrilled to see so much work done. Our contractor says it will be framed by Saturday night.

A Bad Day

Ok so this post is for anyone out there who ever feels like a bad mom. I just got done propping up a bottle for Roman to eat. Why was I committing such a big no-no, you ask? Well because I was about to burn the house down.
Here goes, so yesterday started off fabulously. Roman napped, I worked out, things are great. When he woke up he had a decent scratch on his face and was crying about it. I swear I just cut his nails last week! Anyways, I decide to mess with that later and feed him. We had to go to the bank but he was being such a sweet boy and so calm that after he finished eating I decided to trim his nails before we left. Big mistake. I am usually terrified of trimming his nails, but yesterday was going beautifully. I did a great job and he barely noticed. I'm getting a little cocky at this point, when all of a sudden I realize I have just clamped down on all skin. My reaction time is faster and I look at Roman. He looks at me, his reaction slightly delayed, and starts WAILING. I panic and freeze. After a second I get my head out of my butt and grab one of his teethers to put on it. Still wailing. I rocked him. No good. I try distracting him. Nope. I called my mom who very calmly told me to get a cool washcloth, put pressure on it, and give him his pacifier. Now I understand that her advice was quite simple, however I was incapable of coming the the conclusion myself. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I have blood all over my face. Roman finally calmed down and fell asleep, clearly traumatized. I manage to wipe the tears (my own) and blood from my face and get myself together. I laid him down and he promptly woke up. I decide to try the bank.
Roman has now forgotten his finger. We leave to go to the bank and I swear I pull as close to the ATM as possible and I CANNOT reach the thing. I put the car in park, stretching my arm and finally practically crawling out of the window. I pinch my arm on the door lock and I am pretty sure I was about to dislocate my shoulder. People are in line behind me and I feel like a royal idiot. What happens next? The ATM spits my card back out at me telling me that my pin number is incorrect. This is our old account, we just left it open because our car payment comes out of it. So it is beyond me what my old pin number was. So I go park and drag Roman, who is so big, that carrying him in his carseat is the hardest workout I've ever done, into the bank.
Shortly after we make it home, he went down for a nap. We were meeting with a daycare director last night, so I had told Warren I would cook dinner in the afternoon and then we could just reheat it. I started to saute chicken and immediately realized I had too much oil in the pan. It is splashing out on me and causing a bunch of smoke but I got the vent on and the chicken cooked so fast it was okay. When I got the chicken out of the pan, the oil continued burning the pan so I shoved the pan under some water. An enormous steam cloud bubbled up and I realize that I am about to set off the fire alarm. And the baby is asleep. I run around turning on fans and opening doors and windows. The condo is filled with smoke. Somehow I avoid burning the house down or waking up Roman. I get the vegetables on (I was making Thai chicken wraps, mmm) when I hear Roman. I leave the vegetables, get him changed and a bottle, and I realize if I feed him I am going to ruin dinner. The vegetables were almost finished and if they were left the would have burned, gotten soggy, or worst case scenario, caught fire. Roman, the impatient three (four today!) month old that he is, was screaming his head off for a bottle. Leading me to grab a Baby Einstein octopus, prop a bottle on it, and finish dinner. Sans fire.

Sweet Baby

I am sitting here looking at my sweet boy, thinking about how fast this is all going by. Today Roman had his first laugh. It seems like yesterday when I held him in my arms the first time. There are so many things I don't want to forget. Like how he curls up against me and we rock, cuddled cheek to cheek, as he falls asleep. The way I am the only person who can get him to sleep, and how just at that time he'll cry for his mama. The sweet smell of milk on his breath. His wide beautiful smile. Him curling his arm around his bottle, trying to figure out how to hold it. His long conversations with himself in the mirror and his fascinated coos. His eyes following me around the room when he plays on his mat. I could go on forever. I am just feeling quite reflective and very thankful today for my sweet boy.

In other news, our builder FINALLY got his loan to build our house. Yes, the house that was supposed to be finished May 1. I designed my kitchen yesterday and selected my flooring today. Yay!

Roman is teething and I have had a heck of a time finding Orajel without food coloring. But luckily the Little Remedies brand makes some! Orajel make a "natural" brand with cloves, but from the look on Roman's face it is awful. That poor baby fussed last week while his Nana had him, all while gnawing on his fist. It also seemed to help that we increased the giant's food intake. I can't WAIT to go to the doctor at the end of the month and see how much Roman the Giant weighs! Oh and also to ask Dr. Corba about the heat. Roman scared the crap out of me last weekend at the Farmer's Market. I had him in the Bjorn and he started doing this scary wheezing. Christie and I looked at each other, both of us just totally freaked out, and she just started ripping him out of the carrier. It was early and not too hot yet, so I'm not sure what the deal was. Anyways, I would like some summer safety advice other than "Stay Inside".

Well my week at work wasn't too bad, and now I'm back home and will try to post more :)