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No mistaking winter.

Big Daddy wants to live some place warm.  I suppose this is probably compounded by the fact that he’s outside shoveling another bazillion inches of snow.  The Princess and I do a little clearing, but snow shoveling is “man’s work”ish and so Big Daddy laces up his Doc Martins and stomps out with the snow shovel.  The girls and I do other important things while he does that.  Like, reading blogs and watching t.v.

The Princess was SURE she was going to get a snow day out of this storm.  Yesterday, nearly every school to our west was closed, but we were open and the Princess marched out to the school bus with much dejection.

Today, every school to the east of us was closed, but you can guess who just left on the bus that arrived 20 minutes late.  The Princess who is no longer dejected, but depressed.

Littlebit attends school to the west, so she had a snow day yesterday.

Big Daddy’s car tire was being a pill, so he worked from hme yesterday and has a snow day today.  Poor Princess.  The only one who must trudge off.

Is that a foot of snow?

Is that a foot of snow?

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The One Where I Encourage You to Learn from My Mistake.

A few years ago the Princess decided she wanted an aquarium.  Big Daddy and I weren’t opposed, but there always seemed to be a good reason why she should wait.  A pending long vacation, Littlebit being a roomie.  Finally, things lined up and Big Daddy and I….er….Santa decided that it was time and the Princess got an aquarium for Christmas.

This Aquarium.  Except I paid more for it.

(image from Petco as the Princess is still sleeping)

You’ll notice that it’s shown with no damn fish, becuase that’se xctly how many fish can safely live in this thing.

Z-E-R-O.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.  The tank is 1.5 gallons.   I thought it would be perfect for her.  Small enough to care for easily, it would fit in her postage stamp room and would hold a few, small fish.

The Sunday after Christmas, Big Daddy and the Princess set up her tank.  They carefully washed the plants and gravel and all the included parts.  They filled the tank and carefully treated the water.  We let the tank run for the aquarium literature’s recommended 24 hours and on Monday we took the princess to get fish.

She picked out two fantail goldfish and one algae eater and named them.  We carefully introduced them into their new home.  The Princess was ecstatic.  Monday went great.

Tuesday went great except for the fish pooping and it freaking out Littlebit.  She hates poop.  Tuesday evening the water started to get cloudy.  The Princess asked if she could chnge the filter cartridge and I agreed.  She said it was gunky, but I figured that was typical and figured the filter changing would fix our problem.

Wednesday morning the water was beyond cloudy.  It was milky.  Big Daddy and I started googling.  We’ve never maintained a fish tank before.  We quickly find out that we needed to immediatley change out nearly all the water in the Princess’s tank and, oh, by the way a 1.5 gallon tank?  About 20 times to small for the goldfish we had living in it.

I was shocked.  Goldfish live in bowls for pete’s sake.

On Thursday morning, Big Daddy changed out more water and we went to the store and bought $30 in chemicals to try and save our $3 in fish.  I had read on-line that not only do goldfish need 10 gallons of aquarium per fish, but that they give off TONS of ammonia.  We bought a testing kit and drops to reduce the ammonia in the tank.  Our amonia wasn’t dangerous, but it did indicate that it would be stressing the fish.  Since the fish were living most of their life crashed at the bottom of the tank, gasping,  the stresed diagnosis was consistent with what we were seeing.  We added ammonia reducer to the water and continued to check it every day.

In the meantime, the fish seemed to be doing better.  They were in miserable shape before.  Crashed on the bottom, gasping, losing their color, the tails were starting to get all shredded looking, they had stopped swimming.  When we added the ammonia drops, things were looking up until Monday night when goldfish #1 was floating upside down and last night when Goldfish too was floating similarly.  Both dead.  We figured out yesterday that fish #2 had ammonia burn on his little fishie body and we added ammonia reducer to the tank upon testing it every day.

So, this brings me back to that aquarium you see at the top of the page.  The Tetra Wonders 1.5 gallon tank.  They even make an adorable Finding Nemo themed version but the truth is, this tank can’t really hold anything save a couple of snails.  It’s just too small to be successful at holding anything at all.   Even a farking Betta!

Now, naturally, Santa isn’t totally naive, but figured a manufacturer of pet..houses wouldn’t sell you a house that would participate in the killing of your pet.  Willfully.  But I’m not sure   The Tetra care website indicates that the tank should support small tropical or freshwater fish, but doesn’t say how many and  I’ve sent in a help ticket to ask just what kind of fish we can put in the damn thing.

So, let this be a caution to you.

1) Goldfish aren’t that easy

2) Buy a bigger aquarium.

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It’s Sunday Morning

And this week it feels like a bonus Saturday.  Tomorrow can be Sunday, the day before everyone goes back to work and school.  And the best thing?  Tuesday is still Tuesday and we skip Monday.

Big Daddy is cooking a belated breakfast in the kitchen.  Littlebit fell asleep in the car at 6:30 and went to bed early and was up early as a result and since I’ve legally changed my name to Sleep Deprived Crazy Lady, Big Daddy let Baby Bee and I linger in bed, Baby Bee sleeping on my chest with the top of her head tucked under my chin tightly.  I always figure that was how it might have felt for her in utero, at least a little bit.  Her head tucked snugly up against me, her hand by her face, her knees drawn up as warm as my body with my heartbeat filling her ears.    Littlebit slept that way. The Princess slept that way both on me and Big Daddy.  They slept better and longer that way, which is why I slept late this Sunday morning.

The Princess is with Grandma, being the Queen Bee.  Playing computer games undisturbed, watching t.v. without having to share.  Probably eating eggs and drinking chocolate milk to her heart’s content.  Probably happy with the silence just like we all are when we get it.

Littlebit’s First Day of School outfit sits next to ma, waiting for a washing in time for her day on Tuesday.  I’m excited and anxious for her, just like I am for the Princess when her first day draws near.  Hopeful for the good things, worried about the bumps growing brings.

Baby Bee’s swing makes a swishing nose. LIttlebit is wearing a package of diapers on her foot like a slipper.  Breakfast is done.  It’s 8 minutes until Sunday afternoon.

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Tomorrow is D-Day

This entry was initially published on my personal blog on September 11, 2006. The day before Littlebit was born. I thought it was fitting to include it here as we prepare to leave to have Baby Bee because it still encompasses many of the emotions I’m feeling right now.

Delivery day, that is. After many long discussions, Big Daddy and I decided to take our doctor’s offers to induce and Littlebit will be born sometime tomorrow. We have an 8 a.m. at the hospital to get things started. Since I’ve managed to make some progress on my own (nearly 4 cm now) hopefully tomorrow won’t be as long as the Princess’s birth was (18 hours from water breaking to birth).

The house is ready. The clothes are washed, the bags are packed, the bassinet is set up, the swing is ready, things are washed, the film is loaded. We have some last minute things to do today–packing the Princess for her time with Grandma. Making sure the house is tidy.

It was bittersweet last night, tucking the Princess into bed. The clock is ticking now and tomorrow we won’t be a family of three anymore. While I look forward to Littlebit and bing a family of four and seeing the Princess be a sister. I’ve loved us as a family of three so much and it’s a little sad to see that pass by us. That who we’ve been for six year plus stops tomorrow. And that sort of change is a little overwhelming to say the last.

i think the Princess is lamenting that a little as well. She’s trying to be happy, but I think she has mixed feelings about what this new person will do to her life. I can’t blame her. As much as we reassure here that not everything will change, we can’t tell her that everything is going to stay the same for her. And she’s smart and she knows that.

Yesterday morning the Princess hopped into bed with us to be monkey in the middle. I told her that, even with Littlebit, she could still be monkey in the middle. She accepted that and said, yes, but Littlebit will be here too. And she’s right.

The next time we post, it will be with pictures of our new girl and our girls together. I can’t wait to take that picture.

Wish us luck!

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Blissed Out

It’s almost summer. The sun is warm and the air feels right. School ends this Thursday and I’m excited to have the Princess home. in 4 weeks and 2 days, Baby Bee will be born and our wonderful family, begun 10 years ago (well 9 years and 11 months ago) when Big Daddy and I tied the knot will be complete and we’ll be closing the family building chapter and move full into to family raising I’m excited to see what the next ten years will be like, but not too anxious.

Right now the girls are playing outside on the deck. There is talk of bubbles and a shared afternoon snack. They’re playing together nicely and happily, the Princess reading a book and Littlebit skipping around doing her thing. They’re not always like this. I think they’re both in a state of anticipatory bliss as the summer gets ready to unfold in front of them.

The days leading up to the end of school and the beginning of Summer always felt like Christmas Eve. The possibilities of what could happen were endless. When you’re a kid, summer is just magical. Ripe with possibilities and adventures. All of it poised to happen in just four more days.

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