Photo Challenge Day 14

Heart... this one just happens to be shaved onto Mister's chest. True love? Crazy love! :-)

Goal #74: Don't Judge!

Remember my goals and how some of you rolled your eyes at a few?! Well Monday I accomplished one of those goals.


Goal #74 Pee. My. Pants.


Before you judge--if you haven't already--hear me out!


After spin, I had to go buuut we live a short mile and an half from where I work out and I didn't want to make ask my momma-cita to watch Ains while I took care of business. I mean I'm 25 years old. I can hold it for a few more minutes. Ain't no thang!


I load Ains into the car and climb into the drivers seat. Ugh! Sitting while having to go always makes it worse! As I pulled out of the parking lot, I dial Mister to ask aka warn him that the moment I got home I'd be rushing to the bathroom so if he could come out and get Ainsley, that'd be greatly appreciated! Yeah, well, no answer.


1 mile from home. I doubting my ability to hold it and have officially began a serious potty dance. I began talking to Ains to try to distract myself. This was not looking good.


And then I remembered Goal #74.


I thought about just letting it go right then and there, but really didn't want to it to soak into the leather seats--or cause some sort of crazy electrical short with the heated seats. What to do?! What to do!? As I made the turn onto our street. Three blocks. I can do it. As I continued to bounce which by this time was more like accelerating and then kicking both legs while the car coasted a bit [there was a car in front of me or else I likely would've been going 50mph!

I decided I was going to do it. I just needed to get to my driveway, open the car door and get out! But first I needed to rake off my shoes, and so I did, and I was already to relax and stop doing the crazy potty dance! I pulled in. Threw the car in park. Spilled out of the front seat.

And peed my pants! And laughed about it.

Chris came to the door [in his towel, hence the reason he didn't answer his phone], looked at me puzzled, and then we shared some more laughter!



As a side note, my pee spot was still there the next day
and I may or may not have laughed out loud like a goon when I saw it again! :)



So there you have it. The play-by-play of Goal #74, but perhaps more than the importance of that story is the "why" behind that story! Why would any twenty-something make it a goal to pee their pants?

Because it's freeing!

Seriously. Try it. All your life--well except for the first 2-3 years--we are told how "accidents" aka peeing your pants is embarassing and something you ought not to do. I promise you that if you fulfill this goal on your own, it is one of the most odd tension in that moment that you decided to start peeing. On the toilet it takes no effort to start. In your driveway, it definitely takes a bit of surrendering. I'd say it's worth it. Perhaps healthy ever so often! Ha! And as long as you take off those shoes, a quick jump in the shower and tossing your bottom garments in the wash and you're good to go with your night!

Don't be embarassed. Pee your pants. All the cool kids are doing it! ;)

Whose kid is this?!

One of the most common questions we receive about Ainsley [likely only second to "Is she a good baby?!"] is "Who does she look like?!"

For a while we weren't really sure, other than I thought she had Chris' eyes. We didn't see much of either of us. Of course others had their opinions and on any given day we'd hear, "Oh my! She's a mini-Rachel!" and then the next minutes, "Oh! That's Chris there!" Honestly it's a bit fun and humorous!

This past weekend I took a pic of Ains on my phone and immediate recalled a pic that we got from Chris' mom that would show just how similar their looks are!

What do you think!? I definitely see some similarities.

Chris and Ainsley
Both 4.5 months old.

 Mister and I ended up looking through the small stack of baby pics we have of Chris and then I got out my book looking to see if there was any similarities between Ainsley and me. I mean I carried her for nine+ months, I had to give her something!

It took sev.er.al. pages of my baby pictures, but finally, I found one with some resemblence.

Wait for it...




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Brace yourselves...



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Rachel [~3 yrs.] & Ains [4.5 mo.]

Was it worth the wait? I'll take what I can get! ; )

Dear Growing Girl [20 Weeks]

Dear Ains,

Just like Momma mentioned, we did end up giving you some "food" this week! [Fear not, the term food is used quite loosely! There's lots of delicious things to come!] You did very well with the rice cereal even though I completely disregarded the directions! One part cereal to three parts milk?! Ha! That consistency was thinner than your spit up! You're a champ and can handle more than that, so it was more like three parts cereal to one part milk! Still the same ratio. Close enough, right?! Just don't tell my students we can mix up those ratios! :) So you had a few days of cereal and since we had a couple sweet potatoes and got a new blender for Christmas, we decided to make some Sweet Potato puree for you too. You seemed to really like it as well! Way to go girlie! I'm excited to introduce all kinds of concoctions for you in the future!

This weekend we also went out to Grandma & Grandpa Massie's because you aunt to be was visiting for the day. Now baby girl, you have officially met all of Papa and my immediate family! [Sadly, I forgot to get my camera out for this meeting so we'll have to wait until next time!] With Grandma Massie's surgery, you haven't been out there as much, so when you are, you really brighten up the day! We traced your lil' hand on Grandma's cast with your cousins prints and you played a bit of peek-a-boo--one of your new favorites guaranteed to generate giggles!

One last note, Friday morning, Momma was fortunate to have a snow/ice/windy frigid day off from school. So as the three of us slowly woke--one of my favorites!-- you were laying in the crook of my shoulder on my arm. You then turned your head towards me and blew raspberries in my armpit. A bit gross? Perhaps. A lot funny? Definitely! You made better gas noises in my armpit than I can! [Papa will have to be the one to teach you to make gas noises in your armpit!]

Love you princess eating machine!

Gotcha Back

Ains may have gotten me with spit up, but I got her back when she laid her head on my shoulder, I got her back!

Oh the joys of parenthood!

Clean that room!

We have a room in our house that is absolutely disastrous! Don't believe me? Well that's because if you were to come to our house that room's door would be shut! :) We refer to it as the office but in reality it has been a catch all. Yes, there's a desk with office supplies and printers on it, so I guess it's an office, but it's also a library, a craft room, a game room, and about any other room you can think of.

Anyways, today Mister and I began working on the pigpen room. We're no where near complete--don't you hate how it has to get messier before it's better :S--but if you happen to have a room like this in your home--not that you would--I highly suggest begin going through it!

Why?

You never know what you'll find.

Exhibit A: A 3-Prong Frog Spear

Seriously?!
At least this one's Chris'!

Exhibit B: Teeth Molds from when I busted a tooth on a kernal of popcorn

Why they gave these to me is beyond me!

Exhibit C: My Hair... that I cut to donate... over 2 years ago.

It'll be in the mail this week!

Like I said, you just never know. :)

You shot me!

The game plan for Monday was to wake up slowly--that's always my game plan--and then head to Spencerville. Mister had to work a lunch shift, so lil' Miss Ainsley and I were going to meet up with my parents and head to Greenville to introduce Ainsley to her Great-Grandma Clum. [Ainsley is great-grandchild number 21 for her!]

Well the waking up slowly part was right on track as was timing for getting Ainsley changed and dressed and out the door to make it to Spencerville in the window of time I had given my parents. We had quite the obstacle. As I was changing precious Ainsley Jo, she decided she wasn't quite done doing her business. Note prior to this diaper change 3 out of the previous 5 changes resulted in "double changes". We'd notice she was wet and dirty, so we'd change her and then as soon as the fresh diap was fastened, blast off! She'd fill 'er right back up!

On this diap though, she didn't give me the change to fasten the clean one up! She literally shot me with yellow, seedy, projectile poo! All. over. I had just finished feeding her so I was in my bra and some sweats. After her damage, I had poo on my bra, all over my belly, on the sweats, and of course on the bedsheets!


She even filled my belly button! :)
[Excuse my post-partum belly shot.]



Ainsley made quite the mess of herself as well!

I screamed as if I had been shot with a gun and Chris came around the corner from getting ready for work with a worrisome look on his face, that quickly changed to laughter! This little girl is dangerous!

Now I needed to get myself cleaned up and Ainsley, so we were a little late heading out the door.

Great-Grandma Clum holding Ainsley Jo!

In addition to Ainsley's success in providing humor for the morning, she was also successful in being a wonderful baby as we traveled to and fro Greenville and she met Grandma Clum. Grandma wasn't having the best of days when it came to being "with it", but she was definitely with it when it came to lil' Miss Ainsley. She knew right away who she was, which "number" great-grandchild she was, commented about her hair coming from Chris, and even asked about my c-section. Her only off Ainsley comment was she said, "Well she does have a bit of a knot on her head, but don't worry Rachel, it's not that noticeable and it'll go away soon!" [I reassured Ains that she has a perfect little head--don't want the girl to be self-conscious!] Later Dad and I commented that babies seem to keep Grandma's mind a little straighter so I guess Clum cousins, listen up! We need to keep havin' 'em! :)

After our time with my parents and visit to Greenville, the lil' one and I were back home and then off to Grandma & Grandpa Massie's for supper and Ainsley-snuggling time. She even got to meet Uncle Mark and Aunt Bev while there. [And of course I forgot to get a pic!]