Wednesday, January 28, 2009

It's here! It's here!!

Yes, my fabulous new 24.7 slingback diaper bag from O Yikes!; courtesy of Thrifty and Chic Mom, has arrived! I am so blessed to have won this amazing gift!

My first impression when I opened the box was, "Man, that's BRIGHT!" The colors are incredibly vibrant and cheerful, which I love. Anything to draw attention, am I right?! I was also
impressed by how light the bag itself is.

When I opened the large compartment, I felt like it was Christmas morning. Neatly tucked inside were two fabulous matching accessories: An insulated bottle holder, and an accessory case!


Quite possibly the best part of the bag is the one that will put an end to my husband's least favorite question, one that comes up every day at LEAST once-- "Where are my keys?!" Inside you will notice a nifty caribiner, for that very purpose.

Inside the smaller compartment, there is a matching changing pad for when you've gotta change a stinky diaper in the nasty bathroom at your random neighborhood restaurant...or Borders...helllooooo, clean your bathroom...whatever.

As an added bonus, my tiny little laptop, the Dell Mini, fits perfectly in the outside pocket. And the power cord fits great in the outside bottle-holder pocket. As if those features weren't enough, the bag puts an end to my husband's SECOND least favorite question, "Where is my phone?" by providing an outside phone pocket, right on the strap!

I took the bag out on a test run to Starbucks last night, after I was done pulling my hair out from my baby's fussy day. I figured that there was no better place to test out the hip-ocity of the bag than at SBUX. Sure enough, as I was ordering my grande frosty caffeine and fat free three shots of sugar free caramel why-bother coffee-ish drink, the barista said, "Oh, I LOVE your bag!" She was so surprised to hear that it was a diaper bag, I think she almost spilled a drink. Her eyes got even wider as I pulled my laptop out of the bag and sat down at a table to "work" or, "look important" in all my fabulousness. I consider that a successful test run!

This morning was my first opportunity to try the bag with the uber-goober: Story Time at the library. As I was leaving the apartment, I had to keep checking--"do I have everything?" This bag is so light, and distributes the weight so evenly, that I had a hard time believing I had everything I needed! O Yikes! makes a pretty big deal of their claim that the slingback style promotes bonding due to increased body contact with the baby, and that you can wear the bag while wearing your baby, if that is your thing. I am not a baby-wearer (don't judge me!), but I am a baby-holder, and it was INCREDIBLY easy to carry my 20 lb. 9-month-old with the bag on my back. I did not feel lopsided AT ALL. You ladies know what I'm talking about--that lean to the right or the left to try to keep the bag on your shoulder...or worse, the shrugged up shoulder to try to accomplish the same goal. It hurts, and who knows--could lead to long-term damage.

I absolutely love this bag. I plan to use it as my gym bag, as well, toting my laptop when I teach classes, and using the accessories case for my microphone cover and extra batteries (for the Britney Spears microphone I wear when I teach! Yeah!). It will be easy to just take a few diapers out and throw the case in while running out the door.

The only small not-so-fabulous thing about it is that the bag does not fit me as tightly as shown on the website. I am a pretty small person, so I have to use most of the velcro on the straps to get the bag to fit properly. But I love that there is an extra strap that clips so if the velcro were to separate, the bag would still stay on. No worries!

Here are two pictures of Zeke and I at the library this morning, chillin', lookin' at some books, and testing out this fabulous bag:

As you can see, smiles all around. I'm telling you, this bag is great. If you want one of your own, head over to O Yikes! You'll get 15% off if you use the code "RachelThrifty15" in the comment section at checkout! You need one of these! Your back, and your baby, will thank you!

Monday, January 26, 2009

Nooooo...not ME!!

That's right, it's "Not Me Monday!" Time to confess. Bless me Father, for I...

I did NOT take at least one nap every day last week while my husband was on vacation.

I did NOT eat at a restaurant almost every day last week.

I did NOT take a heavy-duty antibiotic on an empty stomach after being specifically instructed by my doctor to take it with food. Therefore, I did NOT spend the rest of the afternoon on Thursday praising the porcelain goddess.

I did NOT look at our pediatrician like he was crazy when he told me to start "isolating" Zeke when he ignores us telling him "no."

I did NOT "isolate" Zeke when he ignored my instruction to stop grabbing the spoon during feeding time.

I did NOT laugh when I saw the chunks my son has bitten out of his crib.

AAAAAND last but not least...

I did NOT make my son skip his first nap so I could teach my body pump class today. I did NOT put him in the gym's day care and think, "He's your problem, now!"

So, what's your confession?

This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

Saturday, January 24, 2009


Oh, how I want to write a blog entry right now...

However, I have no motivation, even less energy, and fewer ideas.

My Skittles are great, though!

Still haven't gotten my diaper bag in the mail--you will be the first to know when I do!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

O Yikes

Thanks to Thrifty and Chic Mom, whose blog I stumbled upon a couple of weeks ago, I am the proud winner of a FABULOUS O Yikes Slingback diaper bag in Tangerine Raspberry! I can't wait to receive it, especially since the day before I found out I won, I was shopping for new diaper bags and not really finding anything I liked! So this is what it will look like:

As soon as I receive it, I will post a review. I'm expecting to love it!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

The Lord's PERFECT timing!

Yesterday I was startled to realize at 1:30 p.m. that my husband had called me four times and left two messages for me on my cell phone, all within the span of the previous 30 minutes. Thinking either something was horribly wrong or incredibly exciting, I called him back before listening to the messages. He informed me that my friend Miranda, who was due to have her precious baby (gender was to be a surprise!) in mid-February, had broken her water and was taken to the hospital by ambulance. My initial reactions were shock and excitement, which then faded to worry as I realized what this meant. Of course, my totally thoughtful husband had decided NOT to stop by and pick me up on his way to the hospital because he thought I had probably just put the baby down for a nap...which was totally true.

First of all, she was between 33 and 35 weeks along--her due date was always sketchy, so she could have been anywhere between those two weeks. This, of course, is not the most horrible time to deliver, but you just never know with those early babies. Second, she had planned an all-natural birth in a birthing center, with a midwife. So for her to now be in a hospital delivering her baby was quite the change. My friend Kristi and I jumped in her car, borrowed a friend's car seat (mine was with Josh, in our only car) and headed down to the hospital with our babies in tow. While we were waiting to hear the happy news, I was able to see my friends from the Social Work department at the hospital, and it was really fun to re-connect with them. They are amazing people and I miss them so!

Finally, at 7:05 the happy daddy came down to tell us that Kate Rebecca had been born at 6:19 p.m. and was 6 lb. 4 oz. She was taken to the transition nursery for a couple of hours just because she was a little bit early, but they did not anticipate any problems. So here, my friends, is what happened that day and why my dear, sweet, earth-mama friend was taken to the hospital:

Her husband woke up yesterday morning to the sweet sounds of his precious wife vomiting. Ew. They decided to go to the midwife to see if there was anything she could do for her, or if there was any medicine she should be taking. When they checked her at the appointment later that morning, she was SIX CENTIMETERS dilated!! That's right folks, she made her way almost to transition labor WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING IT!!! THEN, as she's waiting for a room at the birthing center right next door, they check her again and she is ALMOST 8 CENTIMETERS DILATED--you read that right, she made it INTO transition labor without hardly batting an eyelash! So because her water had broken at an undetermined time, the midwives decided not to take any chances with infection and to get her to the hospital. She was pushed through triage and admitted, bing-bang-boom, and had the baby at 6:19 that night. She was able to deliver WITHOUT ANY DRUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And the hospital staff was able to respect her wishes to darken the delivery room and make it comfortable for her. Praise the Lord for His awesome plan, which is vastly different from ours...but always works out for our good!!!!!

Welcome to the world, Kate Rebecca, and Miranda--you are my HERO.


Tuesday, January 6, 2009

New Year, New Me

Every year begins with the same good intentions, doesn't it? We all have these lofty goals in mind--we're going to lose xxx pounds, give xxx to charity, clean the house, stick to the diet, exercise, take up a new hobby...and the list goes on. Those are just a few of my resolutions from years' past--I'm sure you could add to the list. This year, I wanted to just throw it all in the trash--forget the resolutions, just live and hope for the best. But I realize that I am a very goal-oriented person. Competitive? Maybe! After reading Jessica's blog post regarding her themed resolution, I have also settled on a word: PURPOSE. And yes, for those of you who are musical theatre nerds, I am currently singing the lyrics to the song by the same name from Avenue Q. :) Here are my resolutions, revolving around that one, tiny word:

1. Participate in a bible study regarding purpose. My small group is going through "The Significant Woman," which is all about finding your purpose.

2. Begin a journey in purposeful prayer. Not just praying to pray, but praying because I know it changes lives. Mine, and others'.

3. Continue and maintain my healthy lifestyle--eat healthier and cook more, and continue exercising. I would also like to complete an additional training this year to teach classes besides bodypump.

4. Grow as a wife and mother--this is my true purpose right now, and I need to live and flourish in it.

I'm sure I could list more resolutions, and I will as I find the words. But this is just a start.

I don't know how I know, but I'm gonna find my purpose! That's for all you Avenue Q fans out there :)


Saturday, January 3, 2009

Not a creature was stirring, except for....

...A GIANT RAT!!!!

First of all, we had an amazing Christmas. The days surrounding December 25th were filled with time spent with both of our families, and lots of presents for Zeke! He came through all of the festivities unscathed, except for a few missed naps. But that's what the holidays are for, right?!

On Christmas night, we came home from my Aunt's house, put our tired little guy to bed, and were getting ready to settle down on the couch when I saw it--I thought it was a squirrel at first--a rat on the coffee table, where our Christmas cookies were. I saw it on the edge of the coffee table, jumping down with its long, nasty tail trailing behind. I very calmly said, "there is a rat on my coffee table" and walked down the hallway to the bedroom and shut the door. Of course, Josh followed after me with the obvious question of, "What?" So I explained the situation to him through a cracked-open door, shut it again, and tried to get my heart to slow down. Of course, the rat was nowhere to be found by this point, but upon further examination we found its "evidence" all over the living room. I had found a piece of "evidence" that morning, but didn't worry about it too much, deciding to keep it in a plastic bag to show an exterminator friend at church on Sunday. So I packed up some stuff, gathered up my sleeping child, and headed to my parents' house while Josh tore the apartment apart in an attempt to find and get rid of the rodent. Eventually he settled on the theory that it had been nesting in our couch, so they were immediately thrown out. The next day, he thoroughly cleaned the entire apartment in a very non-eco-friendly way--with bleach. Sorry, mother nature, but there was a RAT. They are DIRTY. Bleach is CLEAN. I'll recycle something this month to make up for it, I promise. Ahhhhh, sweet rat-free bliss. UNTIL later that night when Josh found it chilling in our kitchen and scurrying underneath the refrigerator. So we set traps. We put out peanut butter. And we waited. At around 12:30 that night/early the next morning, the behemoth took the bait. There it was, back paws stuck to the glue trap, in the middle of our kitchen. We thought we had it...until it found a crack underneath our cabinets (it obviously knew where it was going), wedged itself into the crack, and pulled itself off of the glue traps to freedom. Soooooo we spent the night at my parents' house again.

And then we moved.

So for the past week, we have been taking all of our worldly possessions in shopping bags from our old apartment to our new one, in the same complex, about 100 yards away. And by "we," I mean Josh. If you have an infant, I recommend that you live wherever you are living until he/she turns 18. It's darn near impossible until they're legal adults. I'm not going to lie to you...this was a MISERABLE experience. BUT--we are blessed beyond all measure because of a few "coincidences" that helped make this a smooth transition:

* Our good friends, Kristi and Tim, were out of town for the week, and let us use their cars from Christmas Eve until New Year's day. One of their cars is an SUV--we would not have been able to move so efficiently without it.

* Our new apartment is on the top floor, which eliminates the problem of people stomping on our ceiling at all hours of the night and early morning. Also, we do not have to hear anyone suck at RockBand.

* The new apartment is all carpet, as opposed to the hardwood of the other one, which means that Zeke can crawl all over the place, rather than me trying to keep him on one tiny rug in the middle of the living room.

* No hardwood floors means that the apartment is about $20.00 cheaper per month.

* Second floor means vaulted ceilings, which makes the space feel MUCH bigger.

* A dear friend at church GAVE us two couches!!

* We got out JUST IN TIME--when Josh went back to the old apartment to get the last of our stuff, he discovered a very flooded apartment. The rat(s?) had chewed through the hose on the back of the fridge that connects to the ice maker. The whole apartment was flooded, all the way back to our bedroom and bathroom. Luckily, our remaining belongings were in rubbermaid tubs and not damaged.

* The apartment complex is trying to reimburse us for the food we have had to throw away and buy new.

So even though this was a horrible, miserable experience, we can see the hand of God in it. We have been provided-for through the whole thing, and the good stuff just keeps on coming!

Hope you had a great Christmas, sans rodents.