Sunday, August 30, 2009

Reality mom?

So I was reading that Kate Gosselin works out two hours a day and lives in a million dollar house...what mom has that as her reality? Just sayin'.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009


How can this child need so little sleep these days? Honestly, no naps, fighting sleep until 9:30 - 10 p.m. and waking up at 7 a.m., sometimes 6 a.m. WTF is going on in that giant head of his? I did read that bedtime becomes a fear at this age, but I asked him why he doesn't want to go to sleep and he said he misses us and thinks we are doing fun stuff. DUDE, staring at the television brain-dead from chasing your crazy tail around all day is NOT FUN STUFF - GO TO BED!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009


I am beginning to wonder if all my time at home is making me paranoid. I have worked to create balance for our family. But I am thinking that there might be a thing as too much balance. I am looking forward to finishing a pain in the ass home improvement project and moving on to other things. Scattered, bored, tired, blah.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

This is why I have been absent

Hi Internets,

I have been gone from the blog world for a bit because I have been either too busy, or had nothing of merit to say. So, here is what you missed...

I can again carry small and fabulous handbags because there are NO MORE DIAPERS!
We mailed O's binkies to the babies
The pool opened and my kid now knows how to swim
We went to Disney World furthering his love of Princesses (HA)
And finally, planning a third birthday party

Oh, and I started a small business with the love of my life, so we are both working part time, you know, same old same old.

So I guess the next milestones are chronic ignoring, expert eye-rolling and driving.

Now, that I am actually writing, I have SO MUCH TO SAY, so, I guess stay tuned, or get bored with my lack of consistency. Either way!

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Something to think about

Almost every day, I feel really, REALLY lucky to raise my child. The last few days I noticed more and more grandmas taking on the role of primary child-rearer. I know my mom would LOVE to do it. Which made me realize that my mom's generation was one of the first ones to work outside the home.

In my parents case, they had no choice really, they needed two incomes to provide for their family. They worked split shift while I was little so one of them was home with me at all times. But that generation of mom's didn't get what I have now and what their mom's had before them. And alas, they are being called upon by their children to do what they missed the first time around. In some ways, it is really cool, but in others, I know how tired I am after playing with O all day, I can't imagine what it would feel like to be 20-30 years older.

Monday, March 30, 2009

It only took 10 months

I am really getting into this job now. I run errands with him and he is a delightful companion. I never panic about having to do something with him, because I get it now. I feel like I am his mom and I owe it all to my husband. Thanks for this time!

Funny, I thought it would be a shorter transition, but it wasn't and I am grateful for the time it took for me to adjust. It is so fun to be doing this with my time.

He is growing so fast. I am glad I was there for it!

Friday, March 27, 2009

Sorry for the delay

Much going on here the past two months, visiting grandparents, taking some trips and coping with the ever changing world of parenting a preschooler. Plus, winter made me terribly depressed and I just couldn't muster a negative blog about living in freaking Ohio.

So, the funny thing is, it is after 10:30 a.m. and my kid is still asleep. This is the most peculiar thing in the world. New world record. Shattering the previous record of 8:45 a.m. I could REALLY get into this! I am getting a glimpse into the teen years.

Right now, he eats, sleeps and argues. He is either a shark, a preschooler or a teen. I can't say he argues every day, but once a week without fail, we butt heads. And at the end of that day, he tells me "I love you SOOOOOOO much" about 1,000 times. Ah, the pushing of boundaries to make SURE your mom loves you!