Thursday, July 31, 2008

Can you even stand it???

I'm in love with this little girl...

And in a very rare moment today, Bryn and Will hung out for a little bit. I tried moving Bryn a little closer to Will, but as soon as I did, he scooted a bit. It was funny.

Will decided to show off his swagger today - I still can't believe he's going to be four in two months. Crazy.

And finally, Bryn and I have been working on her supermodel poses. I think she's got it down...

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Some more early Sunday morning sunshine...

The perfect Sunday morning

It's almost 9 a.m. and I've been up for little over half an hour. I'm sitting here drinking my cup of coffee in a quiet house (with the exception of an occasional cat purr coming from the laundry room). Ryan was on daddy duty last night and he and Miss Bean are still sleeping. I can tell he's been up twice from the number of empty bottles on the sink. And believe it or not, Little Lucifer, I mean Will, is still sleeping! Of course, this means I can expect he won't be taking an afternoon nap, but oh well. That translates into an earlier bedtime.

My house is quiet. It's quiet. I can type on the computer without being interrupted by Will dragging me towards the pantry for some strawberry crunchies. I can drink my cup o' coffee without an infant attached to me or crying. Ah, a little peace of heaven on a beautifully sunny Sunday morning.

Needless to say, give it some time and I'm sure all hell will break loose. It's supposed to be 105 degrees today in Texas - hot damn! And according to the forecast this morning, we'll be in the 100s all week. Little Lucifer, I mean Will, will wake up shortly - he spends most of his days screaming and crying. And Miss Thang will wake up and only want mommy. No joke - every time Ryan holds her, she starts crying. I think his feelings are starting to get hurt. And the cats, oh the cats. They spend most of their day being chased by Little Lucifer, I mean Will. Yoda is smart enough to run and hide, while Winston just sort of takes it when Will lays on him or picks him up and throws him. Now, either Winston enjoys being tossed around by Little Lucifer, I mean Will, or he's a dummy (I'm guessing the latter). Which, in turns, means we spend a good portion of the day chasing Little Lucifer, I mean Will, who chases Winston until we finally put Winston in the laundry room where Will can't get to him which means more noisy purring coming from the cat who is tired of being put into the laundry room for his own safety. Whoo. It's always fun in the Neufeld house.

So we'll see how the day turns out - but for now, it's quiet. I'm going to get another cup of coffee.

Wait, not so fast. I think Will is up...

Saturday, July 26, 2008

So, my new background...

Opinions? Can you stand it? Too girly?

Teammates 4 Kids - Vegas 2008

Ryan and I have been involved with an awesome organization for the past several years - Garth Brooks' Teammates 4 Kids. The foundation has provided millions of dollars in funding for childrens' charities. Every dollar donated by professional athletes is triple matched, and 100% of the money goes to the kids. It's really awesome.

As a 'thank you' to the athletes, Mr. Brooks hosts a VIP weekend every year. This year, we were in Vegas at Caesar's Palace. The trip is always fun because we can reconnect with old friends - all the Buffalo rejects were in full effect this year. It was one big reunion.


Thursday, July 24, 2008

Don't hire Atlas Van Lines

I blogged about how horrible our moving experience with Atlas Van Lines was. Now that I've uploaded my pics onto the computer, I can share some of the best of the damage done but Atlas. Scary thing is, we have so many more boxes to unpack - it's scary to think what else we're going to find broken or missing.

Here is a picture of the movers literally unloading our stuff off the back of the truck. These items were not inside the truck - they were on the outside of the truck covered in tarp. It came from Buffalo to Texas this way.

And some broken things...

And here is our freezer - it's dented on top, some genius put our bowling balls in there, and I guess there was still water in it so it all molded. Nice.

Needless to say, we're going to be filing a major claim against Atlas. Not only were our belongings 5 days late over the 2 week delivery period, our things weren't taken care of. Just disgraceful!

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

My little chubba wubba

Bryn had her first appointment with our new pediatrician here in Frisco. First, the stats - little miss thang weighs 12 lbs 11.5 ounces - that puts her in the 90th percentile for weight! And she's 22 2/4 inches long, which puts her in the 80th percentile for height.

Now, let's discuss the visit. The doctor basically told me that Bryn is fat without really saying so. He starts telling me that she needs to be on a feeding schedule and that she should only be eating every 4 hours or so. He went on to say that babies who are overweight (she seems pretty average to me) at 4 months are heavier as the grow up. Okay, whatever - I'm not buying it. Will wasn't on any sort of schedule and he chunked up as a baby and is a little stick now.

As for Bryn's immunizations - we have decided to do a delayed vaccination schedule with Bryn. She'll still get immunized - she just won't get so many shots at once - we're just spreading them out. When I mentioned to the pediatrician that we were following the schedule, he told me that there was no scientific evidence justifying a delayed schedule and that bringing Bryn back every month for a shot amounted to cruel and unusual punishment rather than letting her scream it out at one appointment with five shots every couple of months. Not cool. I understand that he may not agree with the schedule, but to make me feel ridiculous for making this decision was just a little uncomfortable for me. As a parent, I should be able to make the decisions that I feel are right for my children. It's one thing for him to discuss the scientific justifications against a delayed schedule - it's not okay for him to berate me and insert his personal opinions on the matter. I stuck to my guns though, and Bryn only got one shot yesterday! :)

The good news is that I've finally uploaded some pics of little miss, so enjoy...

My wobbly bits...

I recently read a blog that referred to the "wobbly bits" of a well-known actress. Clad in an itty-bitty bikini, the actress looked strikingly normal with cellulite on her thighs along with a little jiggle - amazing what some airbrushing and clever wardrobing can do to hide those wobbly bits. It made me wonder though if that actress obsesses as much as I do over my less-than-toned parts these days.

I'm still fighting 5-10 lbs. of baby weight. I have been less than diligent in my quest to get back into the gym, but I'm working on it. Unfortunately, this means none of my summer clothes from last year fit. Even more unsettling for me is that even though I was able to pull on my 7 for All Mankind jeans yesterday, my pudgy tummy was hanging over the sides and I was sporting a dreadful muffin top. ACK!

I have to admit, I certainly don't look horrible. Ryan is loving all my new curves (I reminded him that if I stay at this weight, I'll have to replace my wardrobe - I don't think he'd be too happy about that). People have complimented me on how good I look for having an 11 week old child. I'm often reminded of the theory that it took me 9 months to put the baby weight on, so I can't expect to lose it quickly. But I feel all at of sorts right now and I want my body back.

The lawyer in me wants to present you with some evidence to bolster my case. Yes, I'm about to expose my wobbly bits. I had Ryan take some "after" pictures (as in 'body after baby' pictures) this evening. We'll compare those to my 'before' pics. This is why I'm all in a tizzy these days.

The after pictures...

And the before picture, which I can proudly say has not been retouched!

It's amazing what difference 10 lbs can make. But I'm working on it. Really. Gotta get rid of these wobbly bits!!!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

It's that time again!

NFL players all over the country got on planes this weekend to report to their team cities for training camp. Unfortunately, Ryan is still here in Dallas. Still a free agent and unsigned by a team, it appears that Ryan is going to miss out on training camp this year (not that he's complaining). His agent said don't give up hope, but it's probably going to be one of those years where we have to wait for injuries or bad play for Ryan to have a chance to sign somewhere. Nice. It's never fun watching the injury reports every weekend checking to see if any tight ends went down.

So keep praying that Ryan ends up somewhere - he's definitely not giving up on football just yet.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Vegas, here we come!!!

Ryan, Bryn and I are heading to Vegas for the annual Teammates for Kids get-together. Will is staying in Texas with my in-laws who are in town visiting. The Teammates get-together is a blast. We'll be hanging out at Caesars Palace with good friends and Garth Brooks! Good times. I finally found my camera stuff so I'll post plenty of pictures when we get back.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Just as I expected...

This birthday was very blah. We got up and went to church this morning - a great start to the day. But once home, I did more unpacking and preparing for Ryan's folks to get in this evening (they are visiting us for a week). Ryan went and got my birthday present - a new Trek bike that I wanted - but it's so freakin' hot outside that I don't want to go out of my air-conditioned house just yet.

It's 6 p.m. and we have no dinner plans as of yet. We don't want to go out to eat because our last few experiences with Will have been a bit traumatic. Ryan and Bryn are asleep on the couch as I type this (boy, I sure could use a nap right about now, but when I try to lay down, I start stressing out about all those boxes in the garage and I can't sleep). It doesn't look like there's any birthday cake in my future tonight either...

Okay, laying off my little violin and shutting down my pity party for two, especially since my good friend Sammy reminded me of that time when someone thought I was his wife's daughter (and she's younger than me!). Sorry Leslie, but God Bless your husband for that one!!!

We head to Vegas this Wednesday for our annual Garth Brooks reunion. I figure I'm going to have to make Wednesday or Thursday my unofficial birthday and celebrate right!

Okay, off to go unpack...

Friday, July 11, 2008

Go shawty, it's ya birthday...

That's right - this Sunday I hit the big 3-2! And I'm not too happy about it either. Good thing I don't look a day over 21 or I'd be depressed. I have no big plans this year - just unpacking boxes. JOY! Getting old sucks.


Our stuff finally arrived today! SWEET! I'm so glad it's here and finally out of Atlas Van Lines' control. Let me tell you...

So the truck pulls up and the movers start unloading our stuff - OFF THE BACK OF THE TRUCK! I'm not kidding you - some of our stuff was on the outside of the truck covered by a tarp. I couldn't believe it. As soon as I find my stupid camera cord, I'll upload a picture. It's pretty unbelievable and so not cool.

At some point, the movers put our bowling balls in our defrosted freezer. Not a good idea. There was some water in the freezer, so there is mildew on the bowling balls and the freezer. All will need to be replaced.

And poor Ryan - he meticulous hung his super expensive suits in a wardrobe, only to have the movers flip the box upside down and put other items in the box like Will's high chair and step stool.

And there are some things missing. Filing this claim isn't going to be fun at all. I reiterate - DO NOT HIRE ATLAS VAN LINES FOR YOUR NEXT MOVE!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

The saga continues...

This is just getting ridiculous. Someone from Atlas Van Lines called this morning and said our stuff has finally loaded in Buffalo (not Canada - apparently the 3 people I spoke to before were misinformed - it's illegal to take shipments into Canada, so says the manager who called me today. I'm sensing a cover up...) and is in route to Texas. That being said, it can arrive anytime between now and next Monday. That's right - next Monday! Unreal. I will be beyond p*ssed if my stuff doesn't come until Monday.

Remember, make sure you don't hire Atlas for your next move!

On a good note, Will wnet to summer camp today (a half day) and had a much better day. Hopefully he'll continue to enjoy himself over the next couple of weeks.

Not yet...

So our stuff still isn't here. According to the Atlas rep I spoke to, the earliest we can expect it is Thursday. She was supposed to call me back yesterday and never did. So we're still waiting...

Monday, July 7, 2008

Camp Good Times...

I walked into my home this morning after dropping Will off for his first day of summer camp and I experienced something I hadn't experienced in a while - peace and quiet! There was no loud screaming or crying, no Laurie Berkner band playing in the background, no hearing Ryan say "Will, NO!" as Will chased and harassed the cats around the house. None of that. Just the sweet sound of Matt and Meredith reporting the days top stories.

We haven't experienced this type of quiet in a while - not since leaving Buffalo. Unfortunately, it appears the quiet might be short lived.

Several months ago, I found a private special ed school about 20 minutes from our house that offered a summer camp for kids with special needs. I thought it would be a perfect fit for Will. For three weeks, from 9 a.m. until 3 p.m., Will could play with other kids and enjoy arts and crafts and playtime while we (Ryan and I) got situated at home. I could run errands with ease. Ryan could go to the gym without worry. It was a win win for everyone! Not so fast. Camp good times isn't happening this year.

My phone rang this afternoon a little after 1 p.m. It was the school. Will was in the director's office. Things weren't going well. They couldn't get Will to calm down. Maybe the half day program would be a better fit for Will. Let's try the half day program out this week to see if it will work for hime. Will wouldn't engage with the teacher or other children, etc., etc. The camp director went on and on. She was quite apologetic and was sorry to call. My response was simple - "I'm on my way to pick him up."

As I drove to go pick Will up, I called my mom and just broke down. I explained to her how I want a normal kid. I want a kid who can go to summer camp and enjoy life like every other normal kid. I want a kid who will sit down in a restaurant and behave so that people around us don't feel the need to stare and make comments that our child is out of control or being too loud. I want a kid who can ask for what he wants instead of crying and shrieking at the top of his lungs (the sound of which will give anyone a headache). I want to be able to get on an airplane without the fear that my child will flip out, resulting in us getting kicked off the plane (this has never happened to us personally, but it's a very real fear of mine). I want a kid who understands consequences so that when he's being punished, he realizes what he did wrong. I wish my kid, the one with the big brown eyelashes and a smile that can melt your heart, was normal. But he's not, and coming to terms with that is frightening.

Over the past several months, I have heard several people refer to Will as "autistic" and it always bothers me. I'm not sure why. I'm certain he is on the spectrum though we've yet to get an official diagnosis (I am sure one is coming soon). I guess when I hear that term and it's being used to refer to my child, it conjures up all sorts of emotions and fears about what will become of my child. I wonder if Will will ever lead a normal life. Will he go to college? Will he ever learn to throw a football? Will he ever understand that his dad has a pretty cool job? Will he ever really know how much I love him? The "what ifs" race through my mind constantly and it kills me that I can't "fix" my baby boy.

As a mom of a newborn, I feel like I'm already on auto pilot from my lack of sleep. Add Will to the mix, and I'm utterly exhausted. When Ryan and I finally get Will in bed at night, we look at each other and just sigh. We're tired. We're frustrated. We're doing everything we possibly can for our little guy and it just doesn't seem like it's enough. We feel like we're failing him.

We know that some of Will's behavior is "normal." He's experienced a ton of change over the past couple of months and he's totally trying to figure out a way to cope. But it's been really difficult - from him hitting and kicking to screaming and throwing things. Couple this "normal" behavior with Will's delays, and sometimes it feels like all hell is breaking loose.

I've said many times that our situation is what it is. Will has special needs. We'll continue to do what we have to do to try to help him lead as normal a life as possible. But it's hard. It's tiring. Sometimes it doesn't seem fair. But he's our little guy, and we'll keep on pressing on.

So for those of you who know me, and who know Will, keep this in mind. When you're in a restaurant or on a plane, and there's a mom or a family sitting there trying their hardest to quiet a child, or maybe they are ignoring him because they know there is absolutely nothing they can do to make the situation better but to leave him alone, try to be a little more patient. That could be me sitting there across the room from you with the inconsolable child who is flipping out. Trust me that the mom knows everyone is staring at her wishing she'd get her kid to be quiet. Sometimes, there just isn't much she can do.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Blame Canada!!!

Well, Canada isn't to blame, but I have to point the finger at someone!! Okay, I'll point it at Atlas Van Lines. That's the company we hired to ship our packed up lives from Buffalo to Texas. They picked up our stuff on the 23rd of June. I started getting nervous last week when no one could seem to give me an ETA for our stuff. Sure enough, I call today and it appears our stuff is sitting in a warehouse in Canada! YEP - CANADA! The driver is expected to load up our stuff Friday, but then he still has a couple more pick ups in New York before heading to Texas. Contractually, Atlas is supposed to have our goods here by this coming Monday. They already told me that ain't gonna happen. If you know me, you know that I'm not happy and that I let the customer service rep know so today. Unreal. So don't hire Atlas for your next move or your stuff may end up in a warehouse somewhere!!!

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Project LBS is on!

That's project pounds! I went to the gym last night and started my mission to lose these last 10 lbs of baby fat. I weighed in at 142 lbs - maybe when I hit my target weight I'll have the courage to post a before picture next to an after picture to show what I am hopefully able to accomplish. We'll see how it goes!