Thomas' 1st Day of Preschool.

9/9/09 A day a will never forget. My oldest baby went to school. He goes Mon, Wed, and Fri 12-2:30, in the same preschool, in the same classroom, with the same teacher, I had 18 years ago.
Thomas was so excited this morning and asked to go to school starting at 7:30 this morning. Finally at 11 a.m. I let him get dressed. At 11:45 we were headed out the door.

At 11:55 we arrived at the church, his school is in. He looked both ways and crossed the parking lot and started walking super fast to the door, careful to turn and make sure I was still following behind him.

We stopped at the door to snap another photo,

and went to find room #2.

Finally Mrs. Bast and Mrs. Bell opened the classroom doors, had the boys and girls line up and the parents sign them in. Each student had to find an apple with their name on the apple tree posted on the door. Thomas' immediately grabbed the one that said "Thomas" and placed it in the basket he was told to put it in.

When 1st going into the classroom the kids were told to play. Thomas' immediately ran to the pretend kitchen to play, mommy's favorite spot 18 years ago. And to think, the same exact kitchen set is still there!

Then he went and played cars.

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted the play dough on the table. He was beyond thrilled, especially with all the toys that went with the play dough.

Mrs. Bast was right there to help him when he got stuck with the rolling pin and cookie cutters.

Then it was story time. Thomas sat on his mat patiently while everyone settled down.

After "The Mouse who went to school," the kids were called two at a time to the rest room to wash their hands and get ready for snack time. Thomas stayed on his mat until he was called, washed his hands, threw his paper towel in the trash and found his "snack mat"

All the kids were asked to wait for everyone to sit before eating with their hands folded. Thomas' kept trying to eat his crackers.

Thomas was one of the only two students who finished all his milk and both graham crackers.

After snack the kids went back to their mats and sang two interactive songs, which the parents participated in.

Then it was time for the "Weekly Reader," a two page flyer where the kids had to describe what was in the pictures. Then Thomas got his wish granted. All day long he had been asking if he was going to get homework. And he got two sheets of homework. He has to find the objects found in a class room and color a picture of a pencil. If he brings them back on Friday he will get two stickers. Then it was time to leave. Thomas ran to both teachers said thank you and told them he will see them Friday. On the way out I snapped one last photo of my school-boy.

I have never been more proud, happy, and sad at any point in my life. Still, I cannot believe how hard it was to see him in a classroom setting. I am just so amazed that for the last 4 years, I have been his sole care taker and from here on out, teachers will be there to help mold the person he will be as an adult. I love this boy so much and it hurts to see him move on to this stage in his life. I just have to face it. My baby is growing up.



Oh! And because Thomas' birthday was Sunday, he gets to celebrate on Monday in school! We have to bring in cupcakes for all the kids! I am so excited! Then September 21st he gets to go on his 1st field trip, Apple picking!

Man I love my boy.

Happy Birthday Thomas.

Happy 4th birthday my sweet baby boy. You are no longer a baby, but you will always be in my eyes.

That's right. My Thomas turns 4 today. Four years ago, I woke up unsure that it was time. Finally I realized it was in fact time and off to the hospital I went. After a few hours of labor, and 45 minutes of pushing, out he came at 2:43 p.m. on Tuesday September 6th. He was this little defenseless being who relied on me for everything. Without me, he would never have survived. Without an adult, no newborn can survive. He needed me to keep him fed, changed and clean. He needed me to teach him to be a person.

Now.. Now he is 4 years old. He can speak his needs on his own. He no longer needs someone to figure out what it is he needs. When he is hungry or thirsty he either helps himself or gets me to help him out. He no longer needs to wait for me to figure it out. When he is dirty, he will run to the restroom and wash up himself. Or he will tell me he needs a shower, "because his feet are dirty" and then proceed to wash himself. He no longer needs me to rock him to sleep. He can now tell me he is tired, go into his room, climb into bed himself and fall asleep. He no longer needs me to tell him it's time to start the day. He gets up on his own and tell me now. He will no longer rely on me to teach him everything he will ever need to know. On Wednesday, he starts his school career and will now have other adults to teach and guide him.

I am not ready to let go and let him start being on his own. Yes, I know it is only preschool and it is only 7.5 hours a week, but this is a new beginning. This is the start of him having his own life. A life not including myself or his Daddy.

No I do not want to shelter him from the world and everything in it, but I am not ready to let him see it yet either.

It is time for me to realize my baby is no longer a baby and is now in fact a child ready to fly on his own a bit. At least for now, it will only be him fluttering around the nest and not leaving for good anytime soon.

I love this boy so much. Happy 4th Birthday Thomas.

P.O.T.W-Brotherly Love.

I could not decide. All of these have been from the past week of fun we have had. This past week the boys have been getting along very well, almost more like true friends than brothers.
We had been given plenty of compliments on how handsome they are and how much alike they look. Of course we feel the same.

The Pediatrician

I cannot believe I forgot to post about Collin latest check up.
He went Tuesday
He is 23lbs8oz and 31.5" tall, he is still so darn petite if you ask me. He got his MMR#1 and his chicken pox vac. The nurse and pedi both want us to start weaning Collin off the sippy and onto an open mouth cup. Something Thomas had completely had done by the age of 2-on his own.. So today we started with the open mouth cup:

Also, I had asked about Collin's lack of verbal communication, and explained how he doesn't even babble much, just the occasional ba and da sounds.. and the only word he says is ball, heck he doesn't even say mama or dada anymore...
Oh and our pediatrician had a stroke back in Dec/Jan. We realized at the 15 mo check up He is a lot "worse" than we had been led to believe. He has no use of his left arm at all. He lost soooo much weight. He just looks ill..

We realized we may have to find a new pediatrician in the next year or so.. I really do not want to switch. I have never heard of anyone around here (or anywhere) having a pediatrician as laid back as mine. One who isn't everything must be by the books...

And just so I don't have to start another post, Thomas is going to the pediatrician tonight, Tom is taking him as I will be at work.. He has a really big bite on his leg.. It hurts really badly to the touch. Tom popped it, as it looked like a pimple, with a really big head and the pus that came out was gross.. We are worried, as we think its what caused Collin's toe infection..

Video Games

Thomas is obsessed! Currently he is sat on the couch playing Zelda on the Wii, he doesn't know what he is doing, and just walks around aimlessly wielding a sword. He also loves to play Mario, Pac-Man, Sonic, Wii-play, Wii-fit, and of course, lets not forget Spongebob.

It is not just the Wii either. He also loves exploring the WWW. Nick Jr is his favorite place to be. Once I click it on for him, he just completely takes over, he can do anything on there without help!

He also loves his Easy Link Internet Launch Pad, basically it is a few games that he places without go really online.

Then there is the V-smile! Omgoodness, I didn't know how smart my boy is! He plays this game where you have to wait for the next letter of the alphabet to jump on something and he gets it right every single time!

He is so technologically advanced! Yet, he is 3!

Now to get this kid to practice doing some educational school type stuff with me!

Been a while huh?

Wow, I haven't blogged in ages! So much has happened!



I am in my 2nd trimester of my pregnancy-going great, check the details (and pictures) our at my other blog The Unexpected. Oh, if boy, baby is Samual Adam; if girl, Bailey Grace Elizabeth.

My parents moved out! We are officially on our own. Tom and I in our own room. Thomas in his own real bed. Collin in his crib, when he isn't climbing out. The boys are lucky enough to have a playroom, all to themselves! They love it! I my own computer back, though it is really slow and old, I have my photoshop back! We have the backyard all to ourselves, the boys love it!
-Oh and we also have a roommate! Vinny is my brothers friend of 7 or 8 years. And helps us out with the rent, which is great! He isn't ever home when I am so it works perfectly!

Work is going great! I love waitressing so much its weird. I love the tips, the attention, and all the flirting. Who knew being pregnant would turn on so many guys? In fact, one guy actually said to me, "Man I so wanna bite the shit out of your belly!" WTF?? Whatever... Hours will be getting cut soon as the leagues are all ending, but all is well.

The meth. program sucks.. I refuse to see the shrink there anymore, as he thinks I am crazy.. Apparently I am not stable enough to take home my methadone bottles, I may OD or poison my kids or something... Fuck him. Plus he wants to prescribe me meds that are catagory X for pregnancy... Fuck him again. I really wish I could detox. I really want to detox. I believe I am ready to detox. I can't detox. Detoxing means buh-bye baby. That would be bad!

My mind is really fucking me. I am having problems decifering fact from fiction, and reality from dreams as of late, and I need to find a new shrink to discuss this shit.. Thank god for free medical now.. I am having alot of manic-down mood swings lately and rapid crazy highs.. I know I need to find a med that I can safely take while pregnany and breastfeeding. I refuse to take a med I cannot breastfeed on, or that will harm my child.

Mostly though things really are going well. Heck I am even planning my very 1st weekend EVER out of CT!

Oh! Here are my latest photos and creation from photoshop!

East Haven's 1st Snow!

Our 1st real snow was Saturday night into Sunday morning. The very 1st thing Thomas said when he saw was, "Can my go out and play in my snow Mommy? PLEASE?"

How freaking sweet is that? After begging for a half hour, we let him go out and play in the snow, at 9:30-10 o'clock in the morning!

Of course, since I have been picture posting crazy as of late, I have some shots to show off :D




Making a snowball


Getting ready to throw a snowball


After Thomas threw his snowball


Thomas and his Daddy building a snowman


Our Frosty, who is already melted completely away :[


I cannot wait for next year when the snow falls and Collin will be big enough to go play with Thomas in the snow.

Thomas's Trolley Ride

In our town of East Haven, CT, there is The Shoreline Trolley Museum. We have been wanting to take Thomas there for ages now, just never have. Finally, since Santa is there every weekend from Thanksgiving to Christmas, we decided to go. Thomas was memorized by the entire experience, from the things on display, to the trolley ride from East Haven to Branford, to the trip to the "North Pole where we met the big guy himself, Santa!" Thomas was a nervous wreck in front of Santa, still a bit nervous about the big guy in the suit, lol. Santa gave Thomas an activity pad. We got some hot cocoa and cookies. Looked at all the trolleys from the 1920's. Collin was in his Snugli most of the time we were there, but he loved every single moment as well! While we were at the North Pole we totally missed the Trolley back to the station, we were too involved taking photo's.. We were told hop on the next, hed to Branford again, then to the station, or walk the mile and a half back in the dark. We got on that last trolley!

Here are a bunch of photographs of our afternoon at the Museum:
(Sorry there are so many)























Again, so sorry there are alot of shots, I cannot believe I took well over 200.. I need to chill with my camera!

And off to see another Santa today, at the annual Lalla Gala