Time Flies

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 

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!

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.

Critter and Calculator both actual size. (photo taken 02.26.11)

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'm Down

The Slump-O-Meter is high today!
Aaaarrrggghhhh
How do you get out of a funk?

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.

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.

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.

My luxurious hair pre shedding (August 2010)

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!

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.

FYI - that's NOT me in the pic....AND camouflage can't hide a muffin top!

* 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.

On the Radio

Obviously Critter is listening to NYC electromagnetic waves (the Radio) and his palette for hot music is diverse.. Last Friday, he had a fever, 102.7 (WWFS Fresh 102.7).  I took him to the doctor. Well, I guess Today's Music wasn't Fresh enough for him.The nurse took his temperature and it was a shocking 105.1 (WWPR Power 105.1). Hip Hop ruled the Doctor's office. They gave him a dose of Moltrin and told me to immediately take him to the hospital to have blood and urine taken and tested. A fever in babies is an indication of infection (Read about it here). At the hospital his temperature was 101.1 (WCBS). Critter wasn't singing a happy tune when they took urine (ouch! catheter) or blood (hello! needle). I couldn't look. They asked me to help hold his legs down and with my eyes closed I was holding and singing/talking to try calming him down.

At midnight (at home) his temperature rose to 103.5 (WKTU). He wanted to have a dance party. Heck, it WAS Saturday night. Acetaminophen helped keep it (the fever and dancing) under control for the rest of the night.

On Saturday morning Critter is off his radio station schedule, he woke up with a temperature of 102.5 (there's no station in NYC).

Sunday morning, he turned the dial back to 102.7 (Fresh). In the evening we got a call from the hospital. The blood culture is showing a bacteria.  It could either be, Critter does have a bacteria or the blood got contaminated from the hospital. We went back to the hospital so they can take more blood and be certain. He must like Oldies cause at the hospital is temperature was again 101.1.

Monday morning, Critter brought the dial back to the 80's, 90's and today's R&B, his temperature was 98.7 (WRKS - KISS FM). And has been fever free since.


We're going to the doctor on Wednesday to get results of second blood test.
Tune in then.

Joke

I used to write/perform comedy. Lots of it. The writing just came naturally to me. Sometimes, I'd re-word the bits to see what worked better. What had more impact. What got a bigger laugh.
I hate storytelling comedy. Too long, too boring.
I'm the one-two liner kinda gal. Set up, punch line. 

Sadly, I haven't written anything in a while. Maybe it's I'm consumed with Babyhood. Maybe, it's the fact for a while I haven't had anything to laugh about.

But this morning, this just came to me. Here is the first bit (joke) I'm writing in months.

Joke:

Marriage is hard work. I want to outsource my job.

We Can Work It Out

....or can we?
Sometimes I wonder if a marriage is worth being in if the two people have ceased to communicate or work together.
I'm tired of talking till we can't go on.
I'm tired of fussing and fighting.


I see it often. I know so many people that are unhappy in their marriage (I'm there now). How does it happen? Do people stop caring? Stop talking?

I know what our issues are. Do I want to address and resolve them? I really don't know at this point.
I don't want to think about this anymore. So Sad.

Chick Magnet

Critter REALLY is a Chick Magnet!

When we're out some stranger will always comment how cute he is. And it's usually women. They wave and smile at him; make cute faces to get him to react. And Critter is such a ham, he laps it up. He loves the attention.

Yesterday, we were at The High Line. We're sitting on a bench, my back to the pedestrian walkway and I was taking pictures of Hubby and Critter when from behind me I hear.

"Oooooh, so cute. He's a boy? He's very cute."
I turn around and thank them. It was three young Asians (mid 20's), two female, one male.
Then they ask "Can we take picture?"
Hubby stood up holding Critter and said sure. I got up so I'm not in their photo of Critter. One of the women stands next to Critter, posing, and the man starts taking pictures of them.

HUH? I thought they wanted to take photos of Critter. BUT they wanted to take photos of themselves WITH Critter!
I found it charming and amusing. I wanted to take a photo of this woman posing with Critter but thought it'd be tacky.

BUT when the other woman did the same; standing next to Critter striking a pose; she even posed holding Critter's hand, gazing deep into his eyes; and her male friend was snapping away, I couldn't help myself, I had to take pictures of this love struck woman.

Well, hello there!

Critter is Speechless after the Display of Affection

Hubby and I were scratching our heads after. Like WTF, why would anyone want to take pictures of themselves with some stranger's child? But Okay. Maybe, these two women will start the Asian Division of Critter's Fan Club.

Daddy's Day

Happy Birthday to Critter's Daddy (Hubby)!!

I feel horrible. No, I'm not sick. What I mean is, Today is Hubby's b'day and I didn't and am not making a big fanfare over it. And I feel horrible about that. I was initially going to throw him a surprise party at a restaurant, but that got to be too pricey. Then, I wanted to do something special, just the three of us. I wanted to go away for the weekend (4 days). After the whole car fiasco and then we did our taxes (F*CK YOU, IRS!!!), I nixed the idea. The money we would have spend on a weekend getaway is now going toward getting another jalopy.

Then, I thought we can do a day trip. Renting a car and off we'd go. $70 to rent a car in NYC?!?!?!?!? Are they out of their minds?!?!? They can take their economy car and shove it!

Okay, let's just enjoy the day in NYC. We'll take Hubby out for a day on the town. What to do? hhhhmmmm....There are lots of great things to do in NYC. BUT we've practically done and seen EVERYTHING. And I mean it. No, really. Hubby and I aren't idle people. We never sit at home. We love to walk. Enjoy history and architecture. So yeah, we've seen and done most things  in NYC.  I googled and googled. My search for something to do turned up nil. I got so frustrated BUT I became obsessed and determined to find something....anything that we haven't done and would be interested in.

Hubby initially took today off to spend the day together doing the nothing I found. But the weather is so crappy today (rain and cold) that he went into the office and will take Friday off.

I have one more day to find something to do.Maybe, I'll surprise him and buy him a new car. HA! He can only wish.

We will have dinner tonight at our favorite Sushi place.

Scooter

I always wanted a scooter. A few years ago, we actually thought about getting a Vespa. But for a two wheeled machine, they ain't cheap.

 

Well, we got a scooter! It happened a couple of weeks ago. Critter is now on his stomach, lifting his upper body, raising his arms over his head, plops them in front of him and drags the rest of his body. He's on the go! and boy is he going. There isn't a place he hasn't tried to drag him self to....under the sofa, close to the edge of the bed, under chairs, etc.

So, my video making skills aren't the best. And, yes, when he reaches the car I'm pulling it car further away.....hee hee heeeeeeee.

For Sale

Well, the sweet ride is over. Our car is kaput! After it failed me on Sunday, and a look at by the mechanic assessing the transmission needs replacing (we feared this for a while) for a cost of $2,500 - $3,000, we ain't fixing what's broke.....cause we're broke.

We've already put so much $ into repairing this car over the past 3 years we've had it and Hubby doesn't think it's worth putting more into it. If the car didn't have any issues, it would be worth $3,000. So to spend $3,000 to fix it is sorta counterintuitive.

The car runs. It just doesn't go in reverse. So if we can go on in life never having to go backwards, we'd be fine.

I'm not sure what we're going to do with the car. Hubby is going to leave it at his Mom's for now. And I'm not sure what we're going to do for a car. SIGH! Sure we can do without a car. We do live in NYC and there's lots of public transportation. BUT being able to get into a car and go away for a weekend or taking a day trip away from this crazy city is how we used our car...plus, going to see family every week.

Can a bundle of cash land in my lap right NOW.

**Jalopy For Sale**
1999 Cadillac Deville
Brown with Tan Leather Interior
150,000+ miles
Has all the bells and whistles of it's model year
Front seat is a bench so you can stretch out while driving
Runs, just not in reverse
Has Mechanical issues - um, transmission
Has Electrical issues - right hand side windows don't operate
Several lights are on on the dashboard - Very festive

Make an offer - Mommy Diarist needs a new car

And she needs this one!

Baby, You Can Drive My Car

On Sunday, I was coming back from grocery shopping. Critter is now eating like a big boy and needs FOOD!.
There was a parking spot across the street from our building. I started to make a Broken K turn. Turned the wheel all the way to the left, drove forward, stopped, turned the wheel all the way to the right, put the car in reverse, pressed the gas and THE CAR DIDN'T MOVE! I put the car in drive, then reverse, I tried it again. Nope. Didn't move. Well, it did. It jumped forward a bit. The car was facing a building, blocking the garage, on a two way street, perpendicular to traffic with no hopes of moving.

"I'm stuck. The car won't move." I yelled into the phone to Hubby.
I explained to him and he came down with Critter to see if he can move the Jalopy. NOPE! I called AAA so we can have the car towed. Meanwhile, Hubby moved the car forward on the sidewalk so cars can get out of the garage.Yep, there was a car waiting to get by while we frantically were trying to move it. Hubby and I both got so frustrated with the situation. Hubby dealt with the towing and I  went home with Critter to put away his Sweet Potatoes, carrots, apples, pears, etc. Hey, the kid can eat!

Car is now sitting at a mechanic, awaiting it's fate. Do we repair it? It's a 1999 Cadillac Deville



It's had it's share of problems recently. Hubby is tired of car issues and wants to get another (new) car. I love this car. We've had it for 3 years. We bought it from a friend in the south. It was her Mama's. We drove it up from Louisana and call her our Southern Belle. She's a beauty. She was the top of the line when she came out. She's such a great smooth ride. I don't want to see her go.

Music for the Soul

Music always makes me feel better.
Plus I always love seeing Mick Jagger doing his crazy dances.



Hey, at least I don't put up

Drained

On Tuesday I started writing a post about Dr. Seuss to put up on Wednesday, the day of his birthday. So, where is the post you ask? Why aren't I updating this blog regularly?

Haven't you heard? I'm in a slump. Things aren't great right now. I'm emotionally drained.
I'm not going to share lots of info with you, my loyal reader. Let's just say: Marriage isn't easy. Maybe I'll rant about it one day. Just not today.

"The world has grown suspicious of anything that looks like a happily married life"

- Oscar Wilde

Headache

Yesterday, I woke up and my head hurt. I went about my day. Took Critter to the library, came back, fed him , he napped and I laid down with him. Well after that I couldn't get up. Every time I tried to pick my head up off the pillow, a sharp pain would shoot thru my head. It felt like there was an object in my head and when I moved, it was going to split my brain in two. What if my brain exploded? Is that possible?

I've never really had a headache. Was this what it felt like?

Wonder Girls

Not sure what the lyrics are but the name of the song is 'Headache'