Every 4 weeks over the last 4 months I go into panic mode. It usually starts about 2-3 days before my OB appointments. Then the worries begin. As was the case today @ my 17-week check-up.
But all of that seems to go out the door the second we hear that heartbeat. To me, that fast whooshing noise sounds like our little baby inside there saying, "Here I am Mom & Dad working hard...Don't you worry!"
What a relief...and what a blessing.
So little Baby Strz, keep growing!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Mars, Venus, & Mavericks
Another example of the differences between men and women...how you respond when your favorite sports team loses.
I think it's fair to say that (for a girl) I'm a decent sports fan. I can watch a good game and can follow most of our home teams enough to know who the big dogs are and what the hot topic is. Of all the sports, basketball is probably my favorite to watch. And, over the last few years, I've really enjoyed the Mavericks.
So as they made it to the Finals, I've been following it and have been genuinely excited to see it all happen. I guess that's where any similarities between me and the die-hard males stop.
It's been almost 24 hours since the sad loss, and I've gotten about 5 sentences out of my husband about the game. The loss is so devastating/frustrating that he won't even talk about it.
I don't understand this. No offense, but it wasn't like we could've done anything to win or lose the game for them, so how can you take it so personally? It doesn't compute with me.
I think it's fair to say that (for a girl) I'm a decent sports fan. I can watch a good game and can follow most of our home teams enough to know who the big dogs are and what the hot topic is. Of all the sports, basketball is probably my favorite to watch. And, over the last few years, I've really enjoyed the Mavericks.
So as they made it to the Finals, I've been following it and have been genuinely excited to see it all happen. I guess that's where any similarities between me and the die-hard males stop.
It's been almost 24 hours since the sad loss, and I've gotten about 5 sentences out of my husband about the game. The loss is so devastating/frustrating that he won't even talk about it.
I don't understand this. No offense, but it wasn't like we could've done anything to win or lose the game for them, so how can you take it so personally? It doesn't compute with me.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Father's Day memory
Me, Dad, Shannon
A little trip down memory lane...Father's Day 1984. As you can see, my awkward stage was just beginnng.
Nice shades and moustache Dad...too cool! :) Happy Father's Day.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Lake Food
This past weekend we headed to the lake with friends. As always, it's lots of fun being at the lake...no wristwatch, no TV, no timetable, but lots of lake food.
I realized that there are certain foods I love having while at the lake. I rarely ever buy these any other time, but for some reason taking it to the lake makes it all OK.
I realized that there are certain foods I love having while at the lake. I rarely ever buy these any other time, but for some reason taking it to the lake makes it all OK.
- Big Cheez-It
- Chewy Chips-A-Hoy cookies
- watermelon
- hot dogs
- Rice Krispie treats
- powdered donuts for breakfast
After all of this, I'm scared to think about my next weigh-in at the doctor's office. But I think I heard somewhere that lake food calories don't count. :)
Any other yummy lake food I forgot to list?
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Welcome to the family!
I'm an aunt (again)! My sister and brother-in-law just had their first baby.
Introducing....
Mallory Kate
She's a cutie! It's hard to believe that my younger sister is a mom. But, I know that Mallory's life will be filled with lots of love...and laughter! I can't wait to find out what her personality will be like and tell her all of the goofy and funny stories about her mom:
Introducing....
Mallory Kate
She's a cutie! It's hard to believe that my younger sister is a mom. But, I know that Mallory's life will be filled with lots of love...and laughter! I can't wait to find out what her personality will be like and tell her all of the goofy and funny stories about her mom:
- from when I made her let me pick out all of her outfits
- when we played school and I was always the teacher and she was the student
- when we would talk to each other from the bedroom next door with our Cabbage Patch Kid walkie-talkies
- when she didn't like the boy Cabbage Patch Kid she got for Christmas, so I got 2
- when I gave her a bloody nose (I cried more than she did)
- all of the funny moments of "Grumpy Shannon" when she would wake up
- and our fun (we are actually friends) semester @ ACU together
The joys of aunthood! :) If Mallory turns out to be anything like her mom or dad, she'll be a wonderful person to be around full of faith and love.
I'm so happy for your new family. Love, Aunt Kelly.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
A Scary Phone Call
I’ve been dreading a phone call like this ever since Wade started cycling last year.
It’s Saturday morning. I’m at home getting ready for my productive day of errands when the phone rings and I notice it’s Wade’s cell phone. Here’s what I hear:
Loud outside background noise and commotion.
Female voice: Who am I calling?
Wade (in the background): My wife.
Female voice: Mrs. Strzinek, this is a student nurse. Your husband has been in a bike accident. He’s OK, just really scratched and banged up and might have a head, leg, or hip injury. We’re loading him into an ambulance and figuring out what hospital to take him to. Here he is.
Wade: Babe, I’m OK. Just call my dad (who’s a doctor) and meet me at the ER.
CLICK.
So, as I’m about to get sick with panic. I realize I have no idea where he is or where he’s going. This probably ranks in my Top 10 lifetime moments of panic.
Long story short…I got a hold of the nurse again to find out the ambulance was headed to Baylor Dallas. So, the following frantic hour drive to the hospital ranks as another Top 10 moment of panic as my mind starts thinking of every horrible scenario possible (from a broken leg or hip to internal bleeding). Why do we do that to ourselves????
I arrived at the hospital to find Wade in a neck brace and on an X-ray machine stretcher. I was a little relieved when the first thing he said to me (with a smile) was “Are you mad at me?” Realizing it wasn’t life-threatening, I said, “We’ll see after we know how this all turns out.” :)
After a few hours in the ER, we received great news that nothing was broken. Wade has a pretty huge and intense road rash and bruising all along the right side of his body. He said the part where the nurse had to clean it out hurt almost more than the accident. But, we are SO thankful that it is something that’s not permanent and will heal.
I have to give him credit. This wasn’t from cycling at crazy speeds or doing anything dumb (although in my opinion, the entire sport is a tad crazy). He unfortunately was going through an intersection and hit an oil patch in the road. He said it was like hitting ice all of a sudden. The people who saw the accident said his bike went right out from under him, and he slid almost 20 feet along the road.
Not to be too melodramatic, but I know that it could’ve been so much worse. So to answer his first question am I mad…as of today, not mad, just so thankful he’s going to be OK.
We’ll see if that changes in a couple more days. :)
It’s Saturday morning. I’m at home getting ready for my productive day of errands when the phone rings and I notice it’s Wade’s cell phone. Here’s what I hear:
Loud outside background noise and commotion.
Female voice: Who am I calling?
Wade (in the background): My wife.
Female voice: Mrs. Strzinek, this is a student nurse. Your husband has been in a bike accident. He’s OK, just really scratched and banged up and might have a head, leg, or hip injury. We’re loading him into an ambulance and figuring out what hospital to take him to. Here he is.
Wade: Babe, I’m OK. Just call my dad (who’s a doctor) and meet me at the ER.
CLICK.
So, as I’m about to get sick with panic. I realize I have no idea where he is or where he’s going. This probably ranks in my Top 10 lifetime moments of panic.
Long story short…I got a hold of the nurse again to find out the ambulance was headed to Baylor Dallas. So, the following frantic hour drive to the hospital ranks as another Top 10 moment of panic as my mind starts thinking of every horrible scenario possible (from a broken leg or hip to internal bleeding). Why do we do that to ourselves????
I arrived at the hospital to find Wade in a neck brace and on an X-ray machine stretcher. I was a little relieved when the first thing he said to me (with a smile) was “Are you mad at me?” Realizing it wasn’t life-threatening, I said, “We’ll see after we know how this all turns out.” :)
After a few hours in the ER, we received great news that nothing was broken. Wade has a pretty huge and intense road rash and bruising all along the right side of his body. He said the part where the nurse had to clean it out hurt almost more than the accident. But, we are SO thankful that it is something that’s not permanent and will heal.
I have to give him credit. This wasn’t from cycling at crazy speeds or doing anything dumb (although in my opinion, the entire sport is a tad crazy). He unfortunately was going through an intersection and hit an oil patch in the road. He said it was like hitting ice all of a sudden. The people who saw the accident said his bike went right out from under him, and he slid almost 20 feet along the road.
Not to be too melodramatic, but I know that it could’ve been so much worse. So to answer his first question am I mad…as of today, not mad, just so thankful he’s going to be OK.
We’ll see if that changes in a couple more days. :)
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Woo-Hoo!
GO MAVS! Headed to the Finals...very exciting!
I've been saying forever that the network that airs the games should have small box on the bottom of the screen with a "Cuban Cam." The Finals would be even more entertaining to watch Mark Cuban act in true goober form.
I've been saying forever that the network that airs the games should have small box on the bottom of the screen with a "Cuban Cam." The Finals would be even more entertaining to watch Mark Cuban act in true goober form.
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