Remembering Grandpa

Friday afternoon I got a call from my dad to tell my that my grandfather had passed away. That kind of sucked.

Grandpa and me, maybe around 1987-ish. Wow, I’m like, Squish’s age in this photo.

I’m still sort numb and in denial about it all, but I’m sure it’ll hit me soon. Slowly as stories are shared and pictures passed around, all of the memories of Grandpa as I was growing up start coming back. Since moving to California and starting a family, I’ve had fewer opportunities to visit. He passed away peacefully at home surrounded by family. So I was on a plane yesterday flying to my folk’s house to participate in the usual family “life celebration” festivities in my original hometown of New Ulm, MN.


And there’s snow. Because Minnesota.

I want to keep up with my Crossfitting, so I didn’t my gym’s WOD in my folks’ garage and played around with the Total Gym.



  • Handstand or pike push-ups 5×3


4 rounds of AMRAP in 2:3o with 1 min rest in between:

  • 10 push press (Rx is 35kg, I used the Power Block dumbbells at 17lb/each)
  • 30 double unders (I just hopped in place 90 times since I didn’t have a jump rope. And I can’t do double unders.)

After work I went out to dinner with my parents. There’s a tap house that had a fun beer selection, so I ordered a flight of some interesting-sounding brews.


Beer love! The Lift Bridge Batch 1800 double IPA was my favorite, I think.

That’s it for now. Make sure you hug your loved ones, or at least call if they’re not in a hugging distance, and go make it a great day!

Happy Birthday, Squish!

My little man turned three years old last weekend.


We had a bunch of family in town for the holidays, and Squish shares a birthday with his grandpa. So we had a joint birthday family party with the usual accouterments.




It’s hard to believe my baby boy is already a “big kid.” At least, compared to his sister.


(Word to the wise: don’t pass out at our place. We practice baby-shaming, and you will wake up with an infant in your arms.)

Happiest of birthdays to my main Squishy-man!

Baby v2.0 Week 24 Update

Ooh, I remembered to do a baby update this week! Aren’t we all on top of things lately?

Week 24

Baby size: around 1 1/2 lbs and about 9 in long. She’s getting so big!


Swelling feet/ankles! Ahh! I noticed it when I was doing the air travel thing, but now it’s sometimes happening as I ride home from work, my feet are simply squished into my shoes. So not cool.

Back pain. Achy, annoying back pain.

LOTS of baby kicks/rolls/pirouettes/late night dance parties. My doctor told me that the placenta is attached to the back of the uterus, meaning the little miss is pillowed right in front, where I have more nerves and receptors for sensation, so I feel her a lot more frequently than I did when I was pregnant with Squish. She’s kicking out of my belly as I write this. I think she wants to say hi.

Pregnancy brain. It’s awful. I’m impressed I still have a job; I have to write down EVERYTHING.

My belly has firmly popped, and getting itchy. I’m slathering on the L’Occtaine Supple Skin Oil all the time. It’s what I used before with Squish, and I had zero stretch marks, so it works. Or maybe I’m lucky. One or the other.


Food Cravings/Aversions: They’ve suddenly started! Last week in SoCal, I had absolutely no appetite for red meat or chicken. I had some fish, but mostly all I wanted were veggies. Which was awesome, because my brother-in-law’s garden was bumping with fresh, home-grown zucchini and tomatoes. I think I may have cleaned them out.

Weight gain: I haven’t weighed myself in a while, but I’m estimating around 15-20 lbs given how big my belly’s gotten, and how much my stretch pants seem to stretch more now. I’m slowly getting by the whole “feeling self conscious about my size” thing; it’s hard because I don’t feel like I can do much about it. I need to gain weight, you know? But I don’t want to gain the WRONG kind of weight (the kind that comes from cookies and not baby). And I did go up a clothing size compared to where I’ve been before. Some of my old maternity clothes are a stretch to fit in, which was a bit of a blow. But, I keep reminding myself that this is temporary, and the last time in my life where I get to dedicate my life to making humans and all that miracle crap. So, it’s getting better, mentally.

Maternity Clothes: Hulk took me on a shopping spree last week for new clothes! Such a sweetie. I was struggling to get dressed for work in the morning with stuff that was professional-looking but still comfortable, so he helped me pick out some cute stuff at Macy’s. They were also having a killer buy one, get one 1/2 off sale, which made both of us happy!

Other Thoughts:

I keep going back and forth between, “Will she just get here already! I want to meet her!” and “Holy crap, two kids, what were we thinking? Take all the time you need, little girl!” I’m also wondering how Squish will handle the transition from only child to big brother. He’s a pretty sweet kid, quite gentle for a little boy and always wanting to “help,” so I’m hoping he takes to his new sister in stride. I expect he’ll kind of ignore her until she becomes interesting, and then the sibling rivalry shall commence. I’m thinking about placing bets with Hulk on how old the kids will be the first time we hear, “Mom, she’s touching me!” or “Dad, he’s LOOKING at me!” or something similar.

That’s the dump for now. Time to go eat something. Because that is what I do these days.



SoCal Family-palooza, Part 1

Hello! Everyone is taking some downtime this morning from the family adventures so far, so I thought it would be a good opportunity to catch up on all the SoCal craziness that’s been happening around here. Also, I’m experimenting with Photobucket to save/archive my pictures. I have no idea what the best way is to import them into WordPress, but since I have about 2000+ photos now loaded, I had better figure it out. Oh, and they all need to be organized and tagged, too. Project!

We arrived in San Diego in one piece Saturday afternoon.

As soon as we got to the house, Squish made quick work of playing with his cousin’s toy trains. Run all the trains!

Sunday morning Hulk and I found a cute coffee shop in Fallbrook, the Fallbrook Coffee Company.

Hulk doesn’t take kindly to my blogging crap before he’s had caffeine.

I had a hard time deciding if I wanted straight up coffee, or something more indulgent. But since it was about 80 degrees already, I opted for an iced coffee.

Hulk feels much better once properly caffeinated. Preferably with a super-extra-jumbo-large coffee.

And then we beached. All the beach.

This was the only picture I took, since I was afraid of my phone ending up buried in the sand. But, you know, it’s a beach. With sun and stuff.

Time to rally the troops and find some more adventures. Make it a great day!

Any family vacations this summer?

If you blog, what do you use to store/edit your photos? After using Photobucket for this post, I am a fan! Super easy to edit and import stuff.

A Baby Story

The other day I was reminiscing about the day that Squish made his appearance.


I never really told my birth story with Squish. At the time I didn’t realize it was a blog “thing”, and really I was so overwhelmed I didn’t really know where to start. The short version was 20 hours, no pain meds (because I’m nuts), yes pitocin, 3 pushes, 2 stitches, and no poop. Score.

It was a pretty incredible day.


I still don’t remember how we brought him home. I was in some state of hormonal bliss. Or sleep deprivation. Maybe both. Apparently, we both made it home. Photographic evidence.


It continues to be a remarkable experience.

Squish 2 Collage

Especially when he teaches me that there is more than one way to play a kazoo.


So we figured, what the heck? Let’s do this all over again.

Squish gets a sibling! Baby #2 coming this November.