My sister got a snuggie for Christmas, and I was jealous ^_^. After watching this video I now see the error of my ways. My favorite part is where they’re commenting on the dad’s sexy pose…Just make sure you don’t get “super herpes” from watching this video haha. Matthew was laughing so hard he was having a hard time breathing because I had begged for one of these blankets not to long ago and he had practically made the same commentary on them.
Last night when Matthew got home Vera was hanging out in our bedroom while I was talking to him about how his day was. As far as I noticed she was just checking out all the dvds so when Naomi started getting fussy I went out to the living room to see what was wrong since she was in her amby hammock. Well to my dismay Naomi was flipped over on her tummy with one of her arms up under the mattress towards the end of the hammock which elevated her legs almost up over her head. That really scared me so I got her out and was trying to calm her down when I heard Vera’s panicked screams coming from the bedroom. I sat Naomi in her Bumbo to go see what all the commotion was about figuring that Matthew whom I assumed as in the room too had under control. Matthew wasn’t in the bedroom, but in the bathroom…..there was Vera bleeding everywhere with the culprit on the floor! She had gotten Matthew’s razor out of the vanity, and must have attempted to shave her face. Of all things for a child to do she picks the razor to shave her face….seriously the scissors were laying right next to the razor in the drawer she could have gotten those out and cut some hair(or poked an eye out!). I don’t get her though. I figure that if you cut yourself once you’d stop right?? No, not Vera. She cut her upper lip, the side of her check, and (this makes no sense) her tongue. I was furious. Who leaves their razor out when you have a two year old in the house…..give you a hint:It wasn’t me. In fact I had all the razors in my drawer along with all my make-up(that I never wear) that has the kid safety. BUT this person is never wrong so of course it was my fault for letting the two year old remain in the bedroom unattended……’ah don’t you love marriage. We were both wrong, but it’d make me feel a hell of a lot better if Matthew ever owned up to anything ha! So I removed all the dangerous items he had stashed in his “un-safe” drawer. Poor Vera. It bled for awhile, and we gave her some ice. She calmed down after that. She LOVES ice. Vera must not be my child because I hate the way ice feels when you touch it or when it bumps against your teeth. In the midst of all this Olivia and John showed up to borrow some stuff so they could grill steaks and go swimming at the apartment complex. Matthew and I really do love each other, but I can’t imagine what we must look like to them…..having disagreements all the time & pointing fingers haha. When you first start dating it seems like you could never be angry or fight with that special person, but after a few years it seems like that’s all you are doing. It’s not because you like that special person any less either. It’s more of because you are so comfortable with that person you are more vocal about your dislikes ect. It’s kind of a double edged sword. On one side you are at a good place with that person you can communicate anything, and on the other side your communicating to much…..if you catch my drift. That is when all the bad feelings come in. No one likes to have pointed out to them all their flaws, insecurities, and mistakes. At the same time though we all have them and we all make mistakes. For instance we decided that Naomi is too big for the hammock since she about flipped herself out of it so we decided after dinner to take it down. It was very emotional for me to take down my baby’s bed. She’s going to have to solely sleep in the playpen now until we come up with something else. She sleeps with us a majority of the time anyways because she is still breastfeeding at night so it’s not that big of a deal. I decided I wanted to move her playpen out of our bedroom though so she had somewhere to rest during the day. I started barking orders about where I wanted it to go, and Matthew didn’t agree so I told him to just do whatever he wants since he always does anyways. Wrong thing to say. Feelings were hurt, and the play pen went up in a spot I can live with anyways so who’s the dumbass haha. He spouted off that I behave just like “Kate”, and so for some reason I retorted “so what does that make you;the cheating ass?”. Yeah. I said that. Matthew just knows how to push my buttons…..like I said when you are so comfortable with someone you think anything goes, but it shouldn’t and doesn’t. He did apologize and said no that he wouldn’t ever cheat on me. I know that, but it was just something mean to say since he was implying I’m nagging, demanding, and bitchy. I can be, but doesn’t mean I like to hear about it hahaha. Here we are back to my point about the double edged sword. I’m going to try an experiment. Communication about feelings is always important in a relationship, BUT I am going to tone down the communication about negative things. I want to see how long it will take Matthew to do the same, and if things like that really hinder on the behavior of one person. Mainly because Matthew and I always discuss who irritates who first, and that we are just being mean in response to that person. It’s like which came first….the chicken or the egg. I don’t know how much of an experiment it can be though when your husband reads your blog haha. It’s kind of like I am itching to dish on what I want to get him for his birthday. I just need a sounding board so I know if it’s a good idea or not. Not possible because the moment I do he’ll be all over that. He is very good at extorting information out of me haha. This will be a 1st that I am able to keep a guarded secrete. Although here is another dilemma. It will be bought with our joint money so all he really has to do is check the bank account and he’ll know where it came from. I wish I could find it on amazon so then he wouldn’t be able to tell.
After all the arguing, and the girls were asleep we settled down to read Twilight. I read to Matthew on a pretty regular basis before we head off to bed. It’s something fun to do together. It allows us to spend time together and discuss literature and anything else the stories touch base on. We were reading and Matthew made an interesting comment. He said that when I’m reading this book I see myself as Bella, and read her perspective with a personal attachment. I am a hopeless romantic, so prepare to read some mushy crap and a little bit of a spoiler. It’s interesting to me because when I read all the books I actually never really put myself in Bella’s shoes. I more or so envied her. I had envisioned Edward as Matthew……the intelligent, handsome, sensitive and brooding guy. When you read the novels you can’t help but wish for what Bella and Edward have, but I never really saw myself as her. Now that I think about it, and I’m rereading the series to Matthew….yeah I guess I sort of fit the bill. The excruciatingly ordinary girl who is extremely clumsy, and doesn’t understand how someone so perfect can want her. Then the more I thought about it the more I realized I have a lot in common with the character haha. There was a Jacob in a season of my life. He filled the void while Edward was gone…and sure enough Edward came back for me. I married my Edward (at a very young age too), and we had our beautiful little “Renesme”. Make that two. I guess it’s all in your perspective. My life was a whirlwind romance. I guess I was just so caught up in it I didn’t notice haha. I guess I am no longer so envious….I have what every little tween is swooning over :P!
to go see what all the commotion was about figuring that Matthew whom I assumed as in the room too had under control. Matthew wasn’t in the bedroom, but in the bathroom…..there was Vera bleeding everywhere with the culprit on the floor! She had gotten Matthew’s razor out of the vanity, and must have attempted to shave her face. Of all things for a child to do she picks the razor to shave her face….seriously the scissors were laying right next to the razor in the drawer she could have gotten those out and cut some hair(or poked an eye out!). I don’t get her though. I figure that if you cut yourself once you’d stop right?? No, not Vera. She cut her upper lip, the side of her check, and (this makes no sense) her tongue. I was furious. Who leaves their razor out when you have a two year old in the house…..give you a hint:It wasn’t me. In fact I had all the razors in my drawer along with all my make-up(that I never wear) that has the kid safety. BUT this person is never wrong so of course it was my fault for letting the two year old remain in the bedroom unattended……’ah don’t you love marriage. We were both wrong, but it’d make me feel a hell of a lot better if Matthew ever owned up to anything ha! So I removed all the dangerous items he had stashed in his “un-safe” drawer. Poor Vera. It bled for awhile, and we gave her some ice. She calmed down after that. She LOVES ice. Vera must not be my child because I hate the way ice feels when you touch it or when it bumps against your teeth. In the midst of all this Olivia and John showed up to borrow some stuff so they could grill steaks and go swimming at the apartment complex. Matthew and I really do love each other, but I can’t imagine what we must look like to them…..having disagreements all the time & pointing fingers haha. When you first start dating it seems like you could never be angry or fight with that special person, but after a few years it seems like that’s all you are doing. It’s not because you like that special person any less either. It’s more of because you are so comfortable with that person you are more vocal about your dislikes ect. It’s kind of a double edged sword. On one side you are at a good place with that person you can communicate anything, and on the other side your communicating to much…..if you catch my drift. That is when all the bad feelings come in. No one likes to have pointed out to them all their flaws, insecurities, and mistakes. At the same time though we all have them and we all make mistakes. For instance we decided that Naomi is too big for the hammock since she about flipped herself out of it so we decided after dinner to take it down. It was very emotional for me to take down my baby’s bed. She’s going to have to solely sleep in the playpen now until we come up with something else. She sleeps with us a majority of the time anyways because she is still breastfeeding at night so it’s not that big of a deal. I decided I wanted to move her playpen out of our bedroom though so she had somewhere to rest during the day. I started barking orders about where I wanted it to go, and Matthew didn’t agree so I told him to just do whatever he wants since he always does anyways. Wrong thing to say. Feelings were hurt, and the play pen went up in a spot I can live with anyways so who’s the dumbass haha. He spouted off that I behave just like 