Nope

I didnt get the job. I finally got the letter in the mail today. They actually sent a personalized letter, which was nice. I'm a bit bummed but I refuse to let it get in the way of my good time tonight on my hot date!

Happy Birthday to me!

Today is my birthday. I went to work. That sucked. But everyone liked my pumpkin cake. :) I spent 90% of my day moving files around. Blech.
I'm going to make salmon for dinner tonight and on Friday Ian is taking me out for a fancy dinner and a movie! Yay!!

In other news....
Still no word on the job. WTF?!!? I emailed them yesterday and havent heard anything back. Sheesh. So much finding out either way by end of last week. It's been over a week since my interview!!

Still nothing

I still haven't heard anything about the job I've interviewed twice for. It's torturing me. I don't sleep at night. I worry about getting a phone call from 7-4:30 everyday. To make things even more fun today, I was told that my last day at work will by on Friday. Joy.
I called Express and told them. They don't have anything. CRAP! There is nothing in the papers. I NEED A JOB PEOPLE!! A GOOD PAYING JOB!!!

Owen, You're a stinker!

We got up this morning and Ady and Owen were in the living room. Ady was watching The Chipmunks for the millionth time, Owen was playing on the floor. I was in the kitchen trying to get breakfast going. Ady came running into the room shouting that Owen had rolled over!
I ran into the living room and put him on his back and waited. And waited. And waited. Nothing. He just grinned and giggled at me. I gave up and went back to breakfast. Ady came running into the room again. This happened 4 different times.
Then Ian got up. Owen rolled right over for him. When i was in the room nothing.
It took a while but the little stinker finally rolled over so him momma could see!!

Butterball!

No, I'm not talking about turkey. I'm talking about my little guy. I took him to the doctor today and he weighed in at 15 lbs!! He certainly doesn't have a problem eating! :)
When I was undressing Owen to be weighed I had to change his diaper b/c it was wet. Well the little guy did what boys do and peed all over the place. THREE. DIFFERENT. TIMES. Ady found it to be very very funny.
Anyway. The appointment was pretty typical. Owen is right on track with his milestones and weight and length. I mentioned to the Dr that we were concerned about the mark..line..dent..I don't really know what to call it, on the back of Owens head. Ian and I think it's from the forceps when he was born. So our Dr has set up an appointment with a Physical and Rehabilitation Pediatric specialist to talke to about that dent, I guess, and the flatness at the back of Owen's skull.
I'm in no way worried that he has any developmetal problems b/c of this. It's mainly just cosmetic that I'm worried about at this point. So we'll see. Our dr. said that there are three routes this could take.
1. They could have us move Owen more so that he isn't putting as much pressure on that part of his head.
2. He will be fitted for a helmet to reshape his skull. I've read moms on bump.com talk about these and the poor babies have to wear them for 23 hours a day!!
3. This is the most rare and most extreme case. They will call in a plastic surgeon. My jaw hit the floor when he said that! Luckily, he then told me that is really rare.
Well, thats about all. Oh! Ian gets home tomorrow. Ady is really missing him and I'm pretty ready for him to be home too!

What this girl does when her husband is in Chicago

Well Ian left for Chicago this morning. He won't be back until Thurs afternoon and then he has a study group that evening. Ick. The first couple of weeks of him being in the PhD program have spoiled me. He wasn't gone late, studying all the time, or doing homework. It's starting to pick up now. It seems like there is a study group for his Chemistry class almost every night. Again, ick. Luckily, Ian thinks the same thing.
So while Ian is in Chigaco at his Neuroscience conference I'm at home, holding down the fort and caring for 2 kiddies. We all got up early this morning to get Ian to the airport for his 7:45 am flight. Then Ady and I got to come home and clean house. Owen got to watch us and take naps. Lucky lil booger! :) After HOURS of cleaning I started making dinner. My favorite "Ian isnt around to eat with me' dinner. Beef cube steaks with mushroom gravy, mashed potatos, corn, and crescent rolls. It was yummy. Then it as bath time for Owen and Ady drew some pictures and headed off for bed!!
Now I'm trying to relax and not focus so much on Ian not being here (you know, this is the first time we've been apart since we got married!! I'm not a fan.) I plan to take a shower, read my newest Cooking Light magazine (full of Turkey day recepies) and then call Ian if I haven't heard from him. I figure by then I'll be more then ready for bed.
Ok..what else is going on this week. LOTS!
On Monday Ady has dance. She loves it but I"m burnt out. We are on the fence about enrolling her for the next session.
Tues I have a second interview with Reichel Foods. I really hope they offer me the job!
Wed Owen has a Dr appt. He will have to get shots. I'm curious to see how much he weighs now!
Thurs. I FINALLY get to pick Ian up at the airport. Luckily it's at 1 pm, so fairly early. YAY!
I know. It's only five days but that really sucks when you're used to someone always being there!

A picture post

Not too much going on here so here are some pictures to make everyone happy! :)

 

This is what happens to Owen when Ady plays with him

Yipppeee!!

I know. You're in shock. Two posts in one day! Well, I have a job interview tomorrow! Squeeee! I can't wait. I'm so excited. But I have to get through a very long boring day at work first. Things have really slowed down since corn is almost done. Ugh.
Anyway, the interview is at 5 with Reichel Foods to work in the office as an Accounting Purchasing Assistant...or something like that.

A Love Letter

Owen,
My sweet sweet baby boy. I can't believe it's already been a year. That is, a year since I found out that I was pregnant with you.
Your Daddy and I had been trying very hard (sorry Mom) for two months to make you. I went to class and just couldn't stand it anymore. I had to take a test. I pulled out one of the Dollar Store cheapies I bought just for this occasion. (The time when I doubted I was actually going to test positive b/c it was just too early but I wanted to test anyway) So I did what I needed to do. And a couple of minutes later there a line. A very very faint line. I held my breath and I just couldn't believe it! Was I actually pregnant!?!? I took out the fancy digital test I had bought and that one said 'Pregnant!'

I was so happy and so over the moon. I couldn't wait for your Daddy to get home that day so I could tell him. I was afraid he would call me that day and I wouldn't be able to hold in the surprise. Finally the afternoon came along and I picked up your big sister, Ady first. I had bought a shirt for her that said 'I"m the Big Sister' for her to wear as my way of telling Daddy that you were on the way.

Ady didn't really understand what any of this meant, but she was still excited! When Ian, thats Daddy to you, came home I asked him if he liked Ady's new shirt. He looked at and just said 'sure'. Sheesh. He was pre-occupied with the roof that was being put on the house. I finally told him to read what her shirt says. He finally got it and said 'Oh. well thats good'. I showed him the test that I had in my back pocket.
I must say, it's much rougher being pregnant when you have a three almost four year old running around the house. But Owen, you were very good to me.
Nine months later.
You arrived on your due date! Who would have thought?! It's rare for a baby to arrive right on time like that. I knew right away that you take after your Momma!
We are so thankful for you and so thankful that you are such a sweet baby.