September 14th, 2009 at 3:18 pm
(Damien, My Kids, New, Olya, Sergey, Xavier)
Well we are all feeling better here at the house.
Last week Thursday, we had hot dogs for dinner, and the kids really loved them, even Xavier, for him I cut them into small pieces, so he wouldn’t have to chew too much.
Later that night, he threw up. Apparently he really liked his hot dogs, because he didn’t even take time to chew them, because the pieces he up chucked were mostly whole pieces. So I gave him some water, and put him to sleep on the floor next to me, while I was on the computer. A while later he threw up again, with more unchewed hot dog pieces coming up.
This went on for several hours.
Xavier was tired and would sleep between bouts of vomiting, I stayed by his side, so I could pick him up and hold him over the sink at an angle so as not to get anything in his lungs.
He last case of vomitting was around 2:30 AM, and I stayed up with him for another hour, to make sure he was really done before I put him down.
The good side is that since it was just unchewed food that he was barfing up, I could put him into daycare the next day, since it obviously not a virus (ominous music plays in the background).
Xavier’s day was fine, and everyone was feeling good, Damien didn’t eat much of his lunch, but maybe his growth spurt is over.
Saturday, we are all fine in the morning, and the kids go to Gymnastics, and there is no barfing, not that I would expect any because it’s obviously not a virus. But by mid afternoon, Sergey is not feeling too well.
Then he threw up, and he seemed really hot to the touch. so I gave him some water and he took a nap on the floor, laying on his back. Later I heard some gurgling coming from that room, and went in to investigate, there was Sergey vomiting while on his back, and looking up, with and perplexed expression on his face, so after a moment of freaking out, I turned his head to the side, then I cupped my hand, and caught as much vomit as I could (because cleaning vomit from my hands is much easier than cleaning it from the carpet) while carrying him to the bathroom to finish up in the bathroom sink.
Sergey continues to vomit for several hours, and I start to realize that I am not feeling all that well myself, neither is Olya. I went upstairs to start my barfathon, in the private bath. Damien came up to see what I was doing. On his way out he stopped and looked at me and said “Are you not feeling well papa”?
“No I am not” I told him. “Would you like me to get you a soda” he asked? (That was probably the best thing that happened all day.
Olya managed to avoid the brunt of the attack, but I was not so fortunate, and was up until 3am making several trips for barfing only.
On the plus side, it looks like it’s over, and I hope we dont ahve to do that again any time soon.
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November 11th, 2008 at 5:21 pm
(Damien, Mel, My Kids, New, Olya, Parenting Tip, Sergey)
With the recent stress added to my life in addition to having two young boys running amok about the house, and a new baby in the house as well, sometimes I let it get to me more than I should while simply trying to watch a movie to escape for a few minuets, and then the DVD starts acting up during a key sceene.
Fast forward a few days.
We were watching some cartoons that Sergey had picked out, but
Damien was no longer interested in. He first voiced his oppinion by saying “No“, and the wildly popular (at least at our house) “I don’t like it“. With those statements not having the desired affect quietly muttered “Fuck’n Movie“.
At first I was in disbeliefe, so I asked Olya if he just said what I thought he said, and she said “yup“, quickly followed by “That is not one of mine”, topped off with, “you get to drop the kids off at daycare this week, so you can explain it to the teachers“. Can you feel the love?
No to make matters worse Mel was over, sitting right next to Damien. Well with Mel their I couldn’t just beat the crap out of Damien, so I decided to hope he wouldn’t repeat it again. Then Damien said it again “Fuck’n Movie“. I tghink Damien knew he had found a new way to push my buttons, and was trying to see how far he could take it. “Fuck’n Movie” he said again, this time looking right at me.
I don’t even remember saying that, much less Damien being in the room when I was mad, but kids seem to osmoss this stuff when you least suspect it.
Ok so there are things that I do, that I don’t want Damien to do, such as use a chef knife to cut onions, driving a car, starting the lawn mower, and saying certian words, because doing these things is very bad, and could get Damien hurt or in a lot of trouble. I explained all this to Damien it he took it very well, then he turned his attention back to the cartoons, and said “Fuck’n Movie“.
Right, so I am through talking, one of my parenting rules is that talk is only good if you can backup the talk with actoin. So I grab Damien and tell him we are going to a “time out” for saying words he should not. Amazing but for all of Damiens complaints about the cartoon AKA the “Fuck’n Movie” he really did NOT want to be taken away from it to a place where he could only kinda hear it, but not see it.
So we had out little talk again, but this time the shorter version “There are some words that you can not say, and if you say them you will be in trouble and get a time out, do you under stand“? This time I got a nice tearful “Yes Papa“, then we hugged, and he went to watch the rest of the cartoon.
So far so good no more F-bombs at the Finnegan house, but I have lots of timeouts should the need araise.
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September 18th, 2008 at 11:35 pm
(Damien, My Kids, New, Olya, Sergey, Xavier)
Xavier is very mobile for his age, he is not crawling (thank God) but he can rotate himself over 90 degrees, and can flip onto his back if he desides that he is done with tummy time.
If he keeps this up we will have to stop changing him on elevated surfaces like the changing table, or the bed.
Then the changing table will be morphed back into a dresser, because changing tables that are no longer used for chaning don’t have as much use as dressers. The bed will still be a bed, luckily it has other uses, like sleeping on (I don’t even want to know where you thought I was going with that one you sick pervert).
Sergey had a good birthday (except for the part where he decided to teach daddy a lesson and slam his head into the concrete with a disturbing “Thonk” noise) at daycare in music class he got to stand in front and everyone sang “Happy Birthday” to him while he wore a crown with a big “2″ on it. and at home he got to pick dinner and dessert (Mac and Cheese and Whipped Cream), and we sang “Happy Birthday” to him again, he and Damien joined in on the singing.
Damien is doing very well in his Early Childhood class, and has befriended a boy named Charlie. Charlie was having trouple saying “good bye” to his dad, and does not like to be touched, hugged, or even have his hand held, but Damien saw that Charlie was having a bad time, and held his hand whiled they walked into the school.
Damien starts an after school swim class next week, and a tumbling calss as well. At first we tried to get into a tumbling class at the “Y” but it was very expensive, and ONLY during the day, but Olya found a place in German Town, that we will be trying out.
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August 27th, 2008 at 10:58 pm
(New, Olya, Xavier)
Ahh stupid wordpress ate my post :-p
News at 11
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Now Olya is mad at me because she thinks I blame her for WordPress eating my post.
Blah
The post wasn’t all that good to begin with, but I do get annoyed when technology bites me in the butt.
Olya says I should just “deal with it, without taking it out on her“.
Well I am dealing with it, I am being ANNOYED, and grumbling but on the inside (sort of a non verbal grumble, but not quiet enough for Olya)
Personally I thnk it has to do with Xavier being more quiet with me and more whinny with her.
See if I have the baby or am staying home with the baby and or Olya, then the baby is usually quiet.
But when I leave, Xavier gets very demanding and wants the boob all the time, and takes his time with the boob (not that I blame him, that is definatly the approach I would take, not that I am coaching him, he is too young, but that is probaly the approach that I will take when te time comes).
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On a new note, there is no longer a “New” Category, so I doubt anyone will even see this post, as I have no idea how it will spam anyone.
oh well back to work.
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August 21st, 2008 at 9:22 am
(My Kids, New, Olya, Xavier)
Here is what Olya looked like Before.
Here is Olya After
This is the End Result
(I was looking for a picture with a butt in it but didn’t have one, lack of planning on my part.)
It’s a Girl
(Oops I ment to say boy, silly me.)
Raw Data
Date: Thursday, August 21, 2008
Time: 2:17 AM
Time from arrival at hospital: 3 hours 30 minutes. (Go Olya)
Weight: 8lb, 2.3oz
Length: 20.5 inches
Head: 36 (not sure if this is volume or circumferance since I have no measurement type, but the nurses mentioned it so I wrote it down.)
Name: Xavier, Michael, Finnegan
Gender: Male (Olya says she is out numbered, four penises to none.)
First Feeding
Sleeping with Mommy
Big thanks to Mom, for watching the boys while we got our third.
Kids are at day care and I am on my way back to the hospital to help out (or sleep) however I can.
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August 20th, 2008 at 10:29 pm
(My Kids, New, Olya, Uncategorized, Xavier)
Could be Tonight we have the kid, could be in a few hours actually.
Olya says she feels the contractions, but not to rush there is time.
Called Mom she is on her way over to watch the kids.
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August 20th, 2008 at 1:27 pm
(My Kids, New, Olya, Xavier)
Well I was hopping for baby #3 to arrive before the due date of August 20th.
I even confided to Olya that I was hoping to “win” my prediction that the third baby would be before the due date, as I theorized that the babies were coming quicker and quicker. Who knows, perhaps if we have enough kids, we could have a baby shortly after conception.
How ever Olya dashed my dreams by informing me that there was less than 40 minuets of August 19th left, and that it was not going to happen.
So I told her she just wasn’t trying enough, but she did’t like that for some reason?
Women?
But later that night (well into August 20th territory) there was much dancing in the womb, and general tummy twitching. So I thought this would be the night. I was unable to get to sleep in antisipation (and Olya was snoring, like an elephant but I digress), so I was not able to get much sleep.
False alarm, baby was just was just doing some disco + kung fu + gymnastics (must ahve caught olympic fever), but decided that it was happy where it was.
Since I worked late the night before I decided to go back to bed after I dropped the kids off at daycare, and come in late today rather than taking a short day on Friday when I may not be at work at all.
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August 8th, 2008 at 4:13 pm
(My Kids, New, Olya, Xavier)
Still holding at 2 cm.
Doctor: “If you have sex tonight, you can have this baby tomorrow!â€
Olya: “Not that desperate yet.â€
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December 10th, 2007 at 11:30 am
(Bath, Damien, NaBloPoMo, Olya, Sergey)
As you may have noticed I took about a week off from posting after NaBloPoMo.
My SPAM rating dropped to 4.2, what a wakeup call, I try to get it up to double digits.
My Aikido test Saturday went well, except that I tore the skin on the bottom of my big toe, and started to bleed on the mat, which is a big no no in Aikido. I was told to just put some socks on, which I did by running to the locker room, in the back, only to learn that I had left my socks with my shoes today, so I had to run back out and across the mat to the front of the building. My Sensei said not to worry, because the other three people testing with me were glad for the break {some of them even thanked me afterwards, and asked if I could do it again for the next test}.
Originally I had wanted to hold off on testing until spring, and then try to double test. However, my sensei said she thought I was ready to do the first test now, and that I have already not tested long enough.
I made several mistakes on my test {other than bleeding, which is not considered a mistake}. Mostly forgetting to Atemi {a fake attack to the attackers face}. However as she said the first test it to see if the student gets the basic idea of Aikido, {which I do}, and has the basic movements down, {double check, though my technique still needs lots of work}.
Olya missed all of my testing because the kids started to freak out, just before my test began. We were there at 9 AM, and my test did not start until 10 AM, or later. The kids were OK initially, but the just got so bad at the end, that Olya had to take them out of the room and into the building entrance.
To make up for all the hard work she put in, I bought Olya lots of chocolate.
Then we went to the [work] Christmas party. Where Sergey was afraid of Santa, and Damien, was brave enough to approach him on his own. Sergey got a truck with tools on it, which Damien tried to commandeer initially. Damien’s name was called almost last, and he was starting to fall asleep on the floor. No surprise, because both boys kept us up LOTS last night.
When Damien’s name was called, he walked up on his own, and sat on Santa’s lap by himself.
Damien got a red dragon, with flapping wings, and biting action. Both the boys fought for control of the dragon for most of the weekend.
Then home and a nap for Dad, then dinner, then a bath for the two of them, changed into their PJ’s, and off to another party.
Surprisingly the boys did not want to leave the living room, once at great grandma’s house. This wasn’t because they didn’t have the energy, or weren’t hyper. So they stayed in the room, and rolled around on the floor, and made several sorties at the Christmas tree. This just goes to reinforce the idea that our tree will again be up on a table, where it is not so easy to get at.
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December 4th, 2007 at 10:32 am
(NaBloPoMo, New, Olya)
The rumor of our divorce is exaggerated. {Gotcha} 
Sorry for going to long without posting. I was sick yesterday, and didn’t feel like posting. And with NaBloPoMo over, I felt like taking the weekend off.
Olya and I resumed work on baby #3, we have not conceived yet, but I have vowed to keep trying.
For Christmas we used to do a name exchange, but this year we have decided to forgo presents for all adults, so no name exchange. This year Christmas will be about getting together and having a good time, and spoiling the little kids rotten.
I am still waiting for my brother Dan to tell me when he will be in town so I can ask off for those days. Presently he has certified that he will be in town around Christmas. I am sure for lawyers such as himself, this is a risky statement with laser pinpoint accuracy, but for me it is still to vague.
One thing Olya and I would like to do is visit our friends more, we are going to shoot for visiting someone somewhere once a week. With Olya’s parents coming next week, this won’t start until late January.
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