Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day.
What's a dull day? I hate saying I'm a stay at home Mom. Does it have a negative connotation? Do people think I sit around all day, watch TV, change the occasional diaper, shove food in my kid's mouth and spend oodles of hours just lounging on the sofa? Sure, Critter and I rarely do anything exciting. We're not trapezing around the city looking for action. But gosh darn it, our day is full and NEVER dull! We do normal things; we wake up, eat breakfast, run errands, do chores, go to the library, take walks, go shopping, eat lunch, play with toys, read books, cook dinner, etc, etc. and in between all that, I breastfeed, change diapers and kiss, kiss, kiss him, and time goes by so quickly. Before you know it Hubby is walking through the door for the evening.
Time has come today.
It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Going Away
Critter LOVES to go out. He loves being around people.
We'll be away for the rest of the week. We aren't flying or shipping ourselves.
Going to visit Hubby's sister in VA. She has 6 kids and that giant calculator. Critter loves having kids around him and he often tries to be part of the action. Whatever they're doing, he wants in. Now that he's crawling around, it should be interesting and I think I'll be busy getting him out of trouble.
See you next week!
We'll be away for the rest of the week. We aren't flying or shipping ourselves.
Going to visit Hubby's sister in VA. She has 6 kids and that giant calculator. Critter loves having kids around him and he often tries to be part of the action. Whatever they're doing, he wants in. Now that he's crawling around, it should be interesting and I think I'll be busy getting him out of trouble.
See you next week!
Friday, April 15, 2011
Tax Man
"When there is an income tax, the just man will pay more than the unjust less on the same amount of income."
- Plato
"Tax the Rich, Feed the Poor"
- I'd Love to Change the World, Ten Years Later
That time of year again. When the the human spirit is melancholy. Creativity flourishes with every receipt found. Accountants are in more demand than hookers. Confusion lurks even in great minds. The government wants its money....and wants it by today.
For 2010 we have a child we can deduct. A whopping $1,000. Is the gov't for realz?!?!? $1,000?! Hey Uncle Sam, I'm raising a child in the good ole US of A. Hopefully he'll grow up and get a job and guess what? He'll dump more money into the gov't by paying his fare share of taxes. So how about cutting me some slack and giving me a bigger deduction for breeding someone that will in the future put $ into the system.
- Plato
"Tax the Rich, Feed the Poor"
- I'd Love to Change the World, Ten Years Later
That time of year again. When the the human spirit is melancholy. Creativity flourishes with every receipt found. Accountants are in more demand than hookers. Confusion lurks even in great minds. The government wants its money....and wants it by today.
For 2010 we have a child we can deduct. A whopping $1,000. Is the gov't for realz?!?!? $1,000?! Hey Uncle Sam, I'm raising a child in the good ole US of A. Hopefully he'll grow up and get a job and guess what? He'll dump more money into the gov't by paying his fare share of taxes. So how about cutting me some slack and giving me a bigger deduction for breeding someone that will in the future put $ into the system.
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| Critter and Calculator both actual size. (photo taken 02.26.11) |
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Shopaholic
I have two pants and a few tops that fit me. I keep alternating them. I'm bored with them. Hubby wants me to dress a little nicer. I guess he's tired of the butch look. I need new clothes while I try to melt this blub away. Only problem is, I HATE TO SHOP!
I know, I know. I'm a woman and should be genetically programmed to shop but truly, I abhor it. There's nothing worse than going into a store and seeing all that stuff. I get so turned off. The thought of looking at clothes and trying them on makes me anxious.
I want someone to give me a pile of clothes and say "Here, these will look great on you and make you appear to be wearing a size 2". Life would be grand.
I know, I know. I'm a woman and should be genetically programmed to shop but truly, I abhor it. There's nothing worse than going into a store and seeing all that stuff. I get so turned off. The thought of looking at clothes and trying them on makes me anxious.
I want someone to give me a pile of clothes and say "Here, these will look great on you and make you appear to be wearing a size 2". Life would be grand.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Sleepless in Brooklyn
Critter gets up in the middle of the night to nurse. He usually gets up at 5am, chows on me and then goes back to sleep. Sometimes, he'll awake at 3am for the boob.
Regardless of what time he wakes up at night, I can't go back to sleep! It's been happening for about a month now. I can't fall back asleep. I stay awake for 2 hours, I go to the bathroom, get a drink of water, crawl back into bed, stare at the ceiling, look at the shadows in the room, think about life, family, friends, sometimes I cry; Okay, a lot of times I cry, I go the the bathroom again, drink more water, crawl back into bed and finally about 2, 2-1/2 hours later, I fall back asleep. Yep, just to wake up in about an hour, groggy and tired.
I don't take sleeping pills and don't want to. I don't know what to do. How do I cure my sleepless nights?
I want to sleep dammit, and have pleasant dreams.
Regardless of what time he wakes up at night, I can't go back to sleep! It's been happening for about a month now. I can't fall back asleep. I stay awake for 2 hours, I go to the bathroom, get a drink of water, crawl back into bed, stare at the ceiling, look at the shadows in the room, think about life, family, friends, sometimes I cry; Okay, a lot of times I cry, I go the the bathroom again, drink more water, crawl back into bed and finally about 2, 2-1/2 hours later, I fall back asleep. Yep, just to wake up in about an hour, groggy and tired.
I don't take sleeping pills and don't want to. I don't know what to do. How do I cure my sleepless nights?
I want to sleep dammit, and have pleasant dreams.
Monday, April 11, 2011
A Top.....of the World
Some mornings when getting dressed I ransack Hubby's drawers (get your mind outa the gutter) for something to wear. If you haven't heard (or read), I'm heavier than my normal. Thank you pregnancy! Well, it's really me stuffing my face with chocolate.
I only borrow tops from Hubby. I haven't yet been desperate to borrow pants. Okay, I am. But I still won't do it.
This morning, from his drawers, I pulled out a.......(get your mind outta the gutter).....black cotton long sleeve top with a half zipper in front. It's not a hoody or a sweetshirt. But anyway, it fits me, a little on the big side. But if anyone comments about it being loose on me. I'll just say I lost weight :-) I put on a t-shirt (mine - yes, it's a bit tight) and left his top on the bed to wear right before I go out.
I'm running around getting Critter and his bag ready when Hubby comes out of the bedroom dressed to go to work.
"HEY!!!! I took that out so I CAN wear it." I said looking at Hubby wearing my (okay his - but mine for the day) top. Did Hubby think I pulled it out for him to wear? I've NEVER laid out Hubby's clothes nor do I ever want or intend to.
"You can wear it. I'll find something else." I told him as if I was giving him permission to wear his own clothes.
He went back into the bedroom changed into another top, which actually would have looked better on me.
I only borrow tops from Hubby. I haven't yet been desperate to borrow pants. Okay, I am. But I still won't do it.
This morning, from his drawers, I pulled out a.......(get your mind outta the gutter).....black cotton long sleeve top with a half zipper in front. It's not a hoody or a sweetshirt. But anyway, it fits me, a little on the big side. But if anyone comments about it being loose on me. I'll just say I lost weight :-) I put on a t-shirt (mine - yes, it's a bit tight) and left his top on the bed to wear right before I go out.
I'm running around getting Critter and his bag ready when Hubby comes out of the bedroom dressed to go to work.
"HEY!!!! I took that out so I CAN wear it." I said looking at Hubby wearing my (okay his - but mine for the day) top. Did Hubby think I pulled it out for him to wear? I've NEVER laid out Hubby's clothes nor do I ever want or intend to.
"You can wear it. I'll find something else." I told him as if I was giving him permission to wear his own clothes.
He went back into the bedroom changed into another top, which actually would have looked better on me.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow
...and Hair Again.
While pregnant, women have a higher level of estrogen therefore less normal hair shedding occurs and hair appears to be thicker. Read more here.
During my pregnancy I noticed my hair grew faster and was thick and curly.
I had: a head with hair, long beautiful hair. Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen. Give me down to there hair. Shoulder lenght or longer. Here baby, there momma, everywhere daddy, daddy.
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair.
I really loved my hair.
I had read and heard that after you have the baby hair starts falling out. Well, critter arrived and I still had a nice full head of hair.......UNTIL he was 3 months old, and then BAM! Clumps of my curls were coming off my head. I hated showering cause I'd get a handfuls of hair that I tearfully watched disappear down the drain.
I lost so much hair I looked like I had a receding hairline at my temples. I'm really not a vain person but WTF!
Well, it does grow back but it takes its sweet time. The hair at my temples is about an inch long now. When my hair is down, it's not noticeable and I can blend it in, but when my hair is up WHOA! No amount of gel is helping my new look. I have devil horns!
While pregnant, women have a higher level of estrogen therefore less normal hair shedding occurs and hair appears to be thicker. Read more here.
During my pregnancy I noticed my hair grew faster and was thick and curly.
I had: a head with hair, long beautiful hair. Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen. Give me down to there hair. Shoulder lenght or longer. Here baby, there momma, everywhere daddy, daddy.
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair.
I really loved my hair.
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| My luxurious hair pre shedding (August 2010) |
I lost so much hair I looked like I had a receding hairline at my temples. I'm really not a vain person but WTF!
Well, it does grow back but it takes its sweet time. The hair at my temples is about an inch long now. When my hair is down, it's not noticeable and I can blend it in, but when my hair is up WHOA! No amount of gel is helping my new look. I have devil horns!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Let's Make a Deal
Hubby has a beard. I HATE IT! He's had it for years. I've HATED it for years! It's not very flattering on him. I don't think a beard is flattering on anyone (especially women). I don't mind a little stubble; a five o'clock shadow. But Hubby's beard is more like a stable with hay that needs to get raked. He'll let is grow and it becomes this wild looking frizzy, I don't even know what to call it. If I turned Hubby upside down, his beard would look like Don King's hair; minus all the white (hair that is, not skin tone).
A couple times a week I ask Hubby when he's gonna shave it. I really HATE it.
When Critter was younger he'd stick his hand in Hubby's beard as if it was a pocket. Who knows, maybe for warmth. Now Critter hangs on it and pulls himself up.
I have some fat. I'm sure Hubby HATES IT! I've had it for 9 months. I HATE IT! It's not very flattering on me. etc. etc.
A week ago, I mentioned to Hubby that I need to lose this extra weight so I can fit into my closet* full of clothes.
"If you do that" He said. "I'll shave my beard."
My closet has clothes in various sizes. 0 (yes, at one point I was that tiny), 2 (the size I was wearing before I got preggo), 4, and size 6 (the heaviest I ever was before this heaviness).
And so we struck a deal. When I fit into my size 4 clothes, the beard comes off.
There's a condition tho. I can't fit into size 4 pants with a muffin top. Well, that's no fun! I thought as long as you can zip and button the pants, what's a little flab hanging over the top. Sure it ain't pretty, but the clothes fit...sorta.
* I can fit into my closet = I think wearing the closet might be easier than losing weight.
OY! I have 20 pounds to lose.
Help me! I'm craving chocolate.
A couple times a week I ask Hubby when he's gonna shave it. I really HATE it.
When Critter was younger he'd stick his hand in Hubby's beard as if it was a pocket. Who knows, maybe for warmth. Now Critter hangs on it and pulls himself up.
I have some fat. I'm sure Hubby HATES IT! I've had it for 9 months. I HATE IT! It's not very flattering on me. etc. etc.
A week ago, I mentioned to Hubby that I need to lose this extra weight so I can fit into my closet* full of clothes.
"If you do that" He said. "I'll shave my beard."
My closet has clothes in various sizes. 0 (yes, at one point I was that tiny), 2 (the size I was wearing before I got preggo), 4, and size 6 (the heaviest I ever was before this heaviness).
And so we struck a deal. When I fit into my size 4 clothes, the beard comes off.
There's a condition tho. I can't fit into size 4 pants with a muffin top. Well, that's no fun! I thought as long as you can zip and button the pants, what's a little flab hanging over the top. Sure it ain't pretty, but the clothes fit...sorta.
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| FYI - that's NOT me in the pic....AND camouflage can't hide a muffin top! |
OY! I have 20 pounds to lose.
Help me! I'm craving chocolate.
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