Thursday, December 18, 2008

Rule #18: Beware of Dog

As new parents, Andrew and I have seen our fair share of poo over the past eight weeks. We've cleaned it off carpet at 2:30 in the morning, off lampshades and photos of grandparents, and even off of a guest's sweater (followed by profuse apologies). So when we smell or hear Evie make a dirty diaper it really does not phase us anymore.

Maggie, on the other hand, still has the power to shock me. Earlier this week I was taking her to the groomer. I scheduled this appointment before Evie was born and before a 9:00 am outing with a baby and a dog sounded like a very bad idea. We were running pretty late and both Evie and Maggie were complaining about the trip. Maggie kept running to her crate, rather than get in the car, and Evie (who has no say in being in or out of the car) was crying. On top of that, it was pouring down rain. I finally got Maggie on her leash and took her out for a quick bathroom break before whisking her into the car.

I was very stressed about the rain and Evie crying, so I didn't notice at first that Maggie had moved from her usual spot in the front seat to the back. I did, however, begin to smell something that made me think I was driving past a clump of fresh manure. When the smell did not abate and Maggie would not move back to the front seat I began to get suspicious. Sure enough, there was a large pile of Maggie poo in my passenger seat. I pulled over, grabbed an empty Target bag, and knowingly littered for the first time in my life. Quite sure that I had removed every possible remain, Maggie returned to the front seat with a face that said, "If you'd only given me more time before we left the house this could have been avoided," Evie slept in the back seat thanks to a nursery rhyme CD, and we continued on.

At this point I was annoyed, but not so furious or put out that I wanted to do harm to Maggie or to myself. After all, I should have given her more time before we left. It wasn't until later that morning, inside Kohls, that I began to wonder why I was still smelling Maggie's poo. I went to grab a coupon from my purse and discovered Maggie had also left me a little present inside. That's right, I'd left my purse open in the floor of the passenger seat and it had not escaped her attention. Honestly, had I not just paid to have a stocking embroidered "Maggie" she might still be with the groomer.

When I told Andrew he said that Providence had interviened since I was planning to take his car that morning but changed my mind at the last minute.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Our little family...

Evie Jane will be a week old tomorrow.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Welcome to the World!

Evie Jane was born last night @ 8:40. She was 6 lbs 14 oz and 19 1/4 inches long. Mom and Baby (and Daddy, thanks for asking) are all doing well. Here's her internet debut.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Showtime!

We're at the hospital...Laura's water broke this morning around 6:30. Evie should be making her first appearance sometime today.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Rule #12: Get In, Sit Down, Hold On!

With my hatred of surprises and Laura's hatred of not being able to breathe, we have decided (along with our medical professional) that Evie Jane will be making her grand entrance into the world next Friday!!! Who knows, she might even make and earlier appearance, but as of right now, we are scheduled for labor and delivery next Friday morning.

Here's a 4-D picture from the ultrasound today.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Rule #99: Don't Count Your Chickens...

Baby Watch 2008 Update:

Hurricane Evie has stalled out over the Gulf and has been downgraded to a tropical storm. Laura has been having the occasional contraction every couple of hours, but nothing to get excited about.

Laura is working at my school today and I hope she doesn't go into labor during one of her classes, although that would make for interesting afternoon announcements: "The soccer team plays today at 5:00 and Mr. Stacy, your wife's water just broke."

We are going with the spicy-food-wives'-tale for inducing labor. So far we've gone with chicken tortilla soup from McCallister's, Taco Bell (probably did more harm than good), Moe's (Welcome to Moe's!), and an Italian pizza from Luchessi's. If we lived in Brentwood we would be at Swanky's with the Lipscombs. I've googled "natural labor inducing methods" and some of the results are disturbing. Aaron, do you have any legitimate medical suggestions?

Next doctor's appointment is Thursday. Time to hurry up and wait. Stay tuned.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Baby Watch 2008

The countdown has begun. Evie is technically full-term as of today.

We went to the doctor on Thursday. Laura is dilated 2 cm and is 50% effaced (which has something to do with her cervix, but I'll thank you to stop thinking about my wife's cervix--except you, Aaron, you're a doctor.) Our next scheduled doctor's appointment is next Thursday, but as we were leaving the doctor threw out this cryptic nugget: "If you make it that long." So that's encouraging.

Laura's dad says the baby will come in less than 48 hours. Yesterday Laura vacuumed the baseboards, washed and changed all bed linens, cleaned the bathrooms, went grocery shopping, and I stopped her before she started painting the bonus room. Her dad said that when she started in on clean-mode, to pack a bag because we're days away. I like his science.

I've dubbed this whole experience as Hurricane Evie. Why? Here is Laura's current "to-do" list:
1. House stocked with basic food supplies
2. Sheets on guest bed cleaned (this is checked off)
3. Bag packed for Maggie
4. Hospital bag ready, pillow and blanket in car
5. Guest bathroom cleaned (checked off)
6. All blinds and baseboards cleaned (I guess blinds are today)

So from that list I can't tell if we are evacuating the city or getting ready for a baby. Either way, stay tuned for 24-hour, up-to-date coverage.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Rule 311: Don’t Choose TV over Relationships (Chuck vs. Book Club)


So, I have a gathering to attend tonight that will involve scintillating conversation and developing deeper relationships with some of my friends. Normally, I would be beyond excited about getting together with these ladies. But there is one thing that is stymieing my joy. Tonight is the premiere of Chuck, along with the airing of a new Heroes episode. So the universe (or NBC) is forcing me to choose between my girl pals and the invaluable entertainment of new episodes. I know what I should do, what I really want to do most, but that does not mean that I won’t be a little distracted at the get together. Most likely this will lead to the following conversation:

“So Laura, how was your week?”

“Well, not as bad as Claire Bennett’s. You?”

“Mine was good. Though I am a little stressed about work.”

“Oh, that’s too bad. But look on the bright side, at least you aren’t a highly intelligent, talented guy forced to work at BuyMore and face life threatening espionage on a weekly basis. Right?

Monday, September 8, 2008

Rule #163: Appreciate Autumn

Here is a list of things that will make the Stacy’s and everyone else happy for the next three months:

1. The Food: Soups (back from summer banishment), Gingerbread, Candy Corn (you know you love the way the sugar makes your teeth hurt), all things apple, the stuffing part of a Thanksgiving feast, etc.

2. The Tube: Television is finally back with new episodes, which after last year’s lame half season of shows is even more exciting this year. Football is on almost every day, though for me that really just means I don’t have to spar with Andrew for computer time and I get more opportunities to curl up with a book.

3. The Weather: Those of us that live in the south have been listlessly moving through months of oppressive heat, sweat, and sun that threaten anyone’s appreciation of the outdoors. Now, as breezes pick up and the temperatures cool we can enjoy being outside once again (and I can quit cursing every time I walk out my front door).

4. The Scenery: Good thing we can be outside again because now we get the chance to enjoy some beautiful changes in the colors around us. Plus, we can feel and hear the crunch of leaves underfoot. There is something about that sound, combined with the more crisp, less humid air that makes me nostalgic and sentimental every year- I love it!


5. The Clothes: The truth is that I rock a turtleneck and jeans much better than a sundress and flip-flops, so fall is always welcome in my closet! But even if you don’t like the way a turtleneck makes you look, who can resist fleece pullovers and cords?

6. The Activities: It seems that summer has everyone going their separate ways, while fall brings us all back together with holidays, community festivals, and tailgate parties. There is a general anticipation of fellowship and entertainments that is missing the rest of the year.

So, here’s to you Fall!

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Rule #82: Check your mirrors...

Granted, Laura hasn't had a garage for about a year now, so she is a bit out of practice. Last week, she was heading over to some friend's house so I bid her goodbye and went upstairs to check e-mail.

All of a sudden, I hear (and feel) a terrible crashing noise in the garage below me. I run downstairs and it appears as though Laura thought her car should be a little narrower because she shaved off the passenger side-view mirror via the side of the garage. There it lay, the mirror, in pieces on the driveway.

Good thing she's been substituting at school. That's gonna cost us.

Love you, buddy.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Rule #243: Do it up in style...

This Saturday marks the 3rd anniversary of my personal celebration of "Happiest Day of the Year." Happiest Day of the Year, you ask?

Yes. You see, this Saturday is the beginning of college football and I have dubbed it the happiest day of the year. For 6 long months we have done without football. And the wait is over.

What all goes into this day? Well, Laura lets me eat all the junkiest food I want all day. Brats, pizza, cheese dip, bagel bites, choice beverages, etc. I can't wait. Saturday morning we'll get up and go grocery shopping, come home, get everything ready, and then wait for kick off. This year should be especially happy because of my new HDTV.

I also sing a song that I made up which Laura loves. It's to the tune of the Christmas song "It's the most wonderful time of year". Here's a little sample:

It's the most wonderful time of the year!
They'll be touchdowns a-scoring
and gatorade pouring
and people will cheer!
It's the most wonderful time of the year!

It's the hap-happiest season of all!
With cheerleaders yelling
and the crowds all a-swelling
La-la-la-la-la
It the most wonderful time of the year!


So if you're in the Memphis area (Ross) and want to celebrate this happiest of holidays. Let me know.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Rule 211: Know What a Bumpo Seat Is

Andrew and I have been introduced to the vast world of baby products and accessories lately as we prepare for Evie Jane to arrive. I have to say that I thought I had a pretty good idea of what we needed when we started this whole process. It seemed like a crib, changing table, clothes, diapers, blankets, a stroller, and a few toys would be more than adequate. I was very, very wrong. As I sought recommendations from experienced friends, I learned that there are so many other things out there for babies- and all of them seem to be important. Now I find myself researching the best baby skin care products (I thought they already had soft skin- isn't that one of their claims to fame?) and the most useful sound machines (apparently babies need to hear the ocean or the sounds of a rain forest to find peace). I have even developed a very strong and unyielding opinion about the high chair/booster seat controversy. However, there are still a few things we haven't figured out:

1. What is a Bumpo seat? Does it conform to a bumpy part of the body or does it make a bumping motion? Does either really sound comfortable?
2. Why do car seats and strollers only fit infants for a few months before you have to buy bigger ones? Why haven't consumers demanded both products that you only have to buy once?
3. Why are all baby accessories made of some bright shade of plastic? Does a swing really need to be neon purple when the baby will be facing out of it and never see it anyway?

Hopefully we will resolves these questions soon. Until then you may find us walking down the isles of BabiesR'Us in an uncertain daze of consumer overload.

Monday, August 11, 2008

A Promise Made....

I promised Justin that I would update this blog that my wife started back in October. Tonight, I make good on that promise. This is going to cover a lot, so this may take awhile.



October
Laura and I (along with her parents and their frequent flier miles and Marriott points) went to NYC to be a contestant on Who Wants to be a Millionaire. Our time there was incredible. I didn't think I would be a fan of such a large city, but now I know why they make those I Heart NY t-shirts, because I do. We won $16,000 and as of Saturday, Laura now has her dining room table.

November

3 years of marriage, but now we're closer to 4 since we only update the blog once a year.






December

Happy Birthday, Jesus.


January
I turned 29. That's right. I'll be 30 years old in a few months.



February
Knocked my wife up.


March
Went to England.
...and won the Duke.








...and got promoted to English department chair at work.








Summer
Bought a new house.









Last Night
Along with my wife, my dog, Maggie, and Michael Phelps, went crazy as the 4x100 U.S. relay team served up a tall glass of shut-up juice to the French pansies.


You're welcome.