Thursday, May 28, 2009

Big Bertha

People are popping out babies all over my work lately. Well, not literally. But within the last 8 months there have been 6 babies born that I know about, and there are probably many more. My old boss was pregnant and had her baby last night....2 1/2 weeks LATE!!!! WTF docs? How do you let your patient go that long? And the kicker? The baby was 10 lbs. 3 oz. That is heavier than the bowling balls I use at the bowling alley (because we all know I bowl a lot). I thought Sonya was big at 9.5 lbs. (which I pushed out, btw).

Anyhoo, this ex boss of mine had a c-section with her first child and was so determined to have a VBAC with her second, thus waiting as long as it took to have her baby. Once she was in labor the doctors realized the baby was too big to get out the "regular" way so she ended up having a c-section.... again. What is this 1904? Isn't it not normal to go past 42 weeks? I don't know. Just wanted to rant and rave for a minute. The most important part is that the baby is healthy and doing well....just big.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009


On Friday I packed up Sonya, hubbs and and the three of us with my mom drove up to the coast to my aunt and uncle's house (the one's who passed away last Memorial Day weekend). Since it was the one year anniversary to the accident, all of the family gathered on Sunday to spread their ashes around their property. Then wildflower seeds were tossed over them so that flowers will be blooming all the time.

I thought it was going to be really hard for me to face my emotions that have been boiling up for so long. But it was thankfully, very refreshing to do this. Of course we had moments full of tears and sadness, but for the most part we had a really good time. Come to think of it, that was the most fun I have had in a very long time. I think my spirit has been cleansed. My cousin was amazing as difficult as it was for her. I am so thankful to have this family.

I spent the weekend eating, drinking and eating and drinking. Right when I say "no more food for me" apple pie is brought out and I end up eating a slice and polishing it off with a sliver of devil's food chocolate cake. Lay off! I'm Hungry!!!!

Sonya was a peach and the star of the show as always. How could she not? Look at this face.

I am so relieved this weekend is over, but boy did I have a great time.

Thursday, May 21, 2009


It's been a year since this happened. After it occurred I did not talk about it much on here. I was preggers and simply did not want to focus on such a tragic thing. Also, I think since it was such an enormous emotional experience, I don't think I could fully take it all in. There is not one day that goes by that I don't think about it. For the past couple of months I have been consumed with thinking about it. I think because I tried to block it out for so long that my mind finally could not take it anymore.

Having something like that happen to you and your family puts things in perspective. It makes little bickering between the hubbs and I over a messy kitchen seem so trivial. This happening has made my family really band together. We do everything with my cousin and her family (she lost her husband and her parents- my aunt and uncle). She has been so remarkably strong, it is almost unbelievable. But despite us all getting closer, some people in my family are still stuck in their little bubble. It is so frustrating and irritating.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

A Lady Who Lunches

I am on vacation this week and therfore have filled up my social calendar. Well, not really, but it seemed cool to say that. Yesterday Sonya and I met up with an old friend from high school for coffee. She is married and has no kids and does not work much. More like 2 days a week. Must be nice, right? She's rich, so there you have it. Today I am "lunching" with another friend who just had a baby a little over a month ago. Tomorrow we plan on visiting the Wednesday night Farmer's Market. On Thursday I plan on working in another coffee date with another pal. After that, I'm all out of friends so good thing I don't have two weeks of vacation or else I would be screwed! Although we aren't doing much this week, it still is nice to just fart around with the little one, especially since the weather is nice. I could get used to this being off thing. Hubbs' definitely appreciates it. In fact, he was quite thrilled that I made him a fried egg sandwhich today. We get excited about the small things around here, people.

This weekend was hotter than heck. We ran the AC and tried to stay cool. We checked out the Rose Parade on Sat. morning. Sonya loved it and took in all of the different floats and bands walk by in her jogging stroller. On Sunday she had a "play date" with my friend who has an 8 month old. They have a cute baby pool that squirts up in different places. Sonya was all ready to go in her cute swim diaper (cloth swim diaper, trying to be a little green) and her adorable bathing suit. She had her 70 sun block on but when the time came to put her in the water, she wanted nothing to do with it. She burst into tears as soon as her feet touched it. I think it was too cold for her liking. I know, already a princess. Meanwhile, her friend had a blast playing in the water. Sonya was okay to play on the blanket but was just not into the water. I guess we just need to get a pool of our own so she gets used to unheated water.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Friday Wrap Up

I have very fair skin (especially next to my Italian husband). I don't have the cool fair skin (like a Swedish girl) with the very light hair, eyebrows and eyelashes, no I have the medium blond hair (like a German girl), dark brows and lashes therefore I can look pasty. I am okay being fair, I don't think it is worth damaging my skin by sitting in the rays. But since it is almost summer and I have busted out the shorts and skirts I decided I needed a bit of color so I bought some self tanner. I have done the spray tan thing and I really liked it but at $25/pop I can't be doing that every week so I decided to go with the "do it yourself version". I got the Nuetrogena "Build a Tan" self tanner which is supposed to be more gradual. I applied it on Tuesday morning right out of the shower and within a couple of hours I could already see a noticeable difference. Maybe it were the dark streaks around my armpit or the patches of white skin on my knees. Either way it worked way quicker than I had anticipated. Despite the streakage I have reapplied since then and I definitely look a lot more sun kissed. I already feel more sexy with a little bit of a tan.

Sonya's bottom front teeth are cutting through. They are like sharp razor blades. She is going through bouts where she is in pain and must chew on everything. Yesterday, her daycare called me saying that she was having a hard time with the teething pain. Me, being such a good mom, forgot to send her her Tylenol and Orajel so hubbs had to bring them to her since he was working from home. They are taking forever to come through, I just wish to would do it already!

On Wednesday night she got up on her knees and proceeded to try and crawl. She wobbles around and pushes forward with her feet but still can't figure out what to do with those things called hands. I know she will be crawling so soon so I will be baby proofing the house this weekend.

How great was the Reunion of the Real Housewives of New York City? I couldn't stop watching it. That is definitely the most entertaining Real Housewives group out of the lot. I love Bethenny (most of the time). I am saddened the season is over but it's okay because Bravo quickly threw us the New Jersey housewives which look to be just plain tacky and a bit Soprano's-ish. Maybe it was when one of them says, in her Jersey accent "My family is thick as thieves". I don't know, but you can count on me watching it every Tuesday night this summer. Capeesh?

I am off all next week! Whoo Hoo! Company mandated vacation time. Don't have a problem with that! Okay, got to get back to work.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Bulldozing the House

On Friday I discovered the sheer pleasure of having your house professionally cleaned. I decided as a Mother's Day gift to myself, I wasn't going to clean during the weekend when the weather was going to be so nice and all I would want to do would be to hang out with Sonya and hubbs. So after getting a couple of recommendations I was able to schedule a lady at the last minute.

I had been warned that this lady had "a crew" and would power through the house in an hour or so. I answered the door and there were 5 of them. Five women looking at me like "well?" I welcomed the crew and told the head lady what I wanted done, which was the basic cleaning. While I was telling her, the other women had already started cleaning out under the kitchen sink (which I pity them as it is a mess of extra paper and plastic grocery bags, cleaning supplies and coffee grounds since I always spill them every freaking morning). My house had been invaded in a matter of seconds and I immediately felt like an outsider in my own freaking house. Since there were so many of them there was pretty much a lady working her ass off at every corner of the house. I kept trying to dodge them with Sonya, determined to find a space where we could hang out and not feel like a loser that I was being lazy about not cleaning while these women literally, did my dirty work. Ha, that was fun to write.

They were there for an hour and half. Once they left, I walked back into the house from the garage where I had been acting like Sonya and I were helping hubbs fix the lawn mower and it was like I had discovered a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I wanted to cue the harp, I could hear the music playing and birds chirping. My house looked freaking amazing. Baseboards sparkled, you could see through the glass door of our shower (they must of used Oxy Clean and not my Scrubbing Bubbles), our kitchen floor glimmered. It was such a great feeling to have your house so clean with the blink of your eyes. I immediately realized that I have been missing out.

Come to find out that a ton of people I know have regular housekeepers that come weekly or biweekly. Where the heck have I been? Am I the only one giving up hours on weekends to clean? I would love to have a regular housekeeper, I guess I could start by getting various quotes from people, but that sounds like a lot of work too. In the grand scheme of things, is it worth giving up some of my shopping money for a housekeeper? Any of you ladies use a housekeeper?

Monday, May 11, 2009

My Peanut

My Girl,

The past 6 months have flown by. Just yesterday your dad and I drove home from the hospital. You were asleep in your carseat in your snug 3 month sleeper, your dad driving super slow making sure not to drive into any potholes while I glanced around making sure the carseat was secure.

I never realized the love a mother could have for a child until I had you. Every day you take my breath away with your preciousness and your beauty. Sometimes I just stare at you as you sleep in your crib, sleeping so peacefully. When you fall asleep on my chest, I love to breathe in your fresh baby scent. I love that you look for me when I am not around you. You are such a momma's girl but you also have your daddy wrapped around your finger.

You make a funny crazy face when you get super giggly and frisky. It comes and it goes but I know when I see it, I know that frisky Sonya has come out to play! You are getting so big and so full of personality. You find my dancing hysterical, belly tickles hilarious, bouncing on the bed- the best thing ever and love to stare at yourself in any mirror.

You rolled over and smiled at 4 weeks, giggled and rolled to the other side at three months, and the milestones continue on. At four months you started crunchies and it has become your favorite trick to showoff when company is over. You now sit up with the help of your hands, push up on your chest and try to crawl. You babble "ma ma" when you get impatient in your exersaucer. As You love to eat carrots, squash, sweet potatoes, and peaches. I keep trying new things every day. It is so fun.

There are so many things I have to look forward to with you. So many moments to share, memories to experience. I am loving every minute of it. For the first time in my life, I feel complete. I love every ounce of you. Your dad and I could not be happier. You are my everything.

Happy 6th Month Birthday Sonya!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Rambling Rambles

Finally a spare moment to catch up and read some of my blogs. This week has been crazy, fools. Now I am camped out on the couch with the ol' laptop while hubbs watches I Am Legend. No thanks, I will pass on that.

Work has been nuts. Why are people always scheduling meetings? Don't they know that when I am in meetings I don't get anything done? Jerks.

It's been rainy lately but warm and humid. My hair has a constant 1/2 layer of frizz on top of my flat ironed straight hair and the cowlicks in my bangs are in full effect. I think bedhead would look better than this humid head.

I need to grocery shopping so bad. I keep on putting it off. We are down to just the minimum. There are only so may days that you can bring canned soup or PB & J on stale bread to work.

I have officially stopped breastfeeding. I must say I am a bit depressed about it. Being back at work really did a number on my supply (even with pumping) and Sonya was just too hungry for me to keep up. I slowly weaned down to mornings and nights and then once a day. I kept on wanting to hold on but realized I just needed to stop it. I feel guilty for some reason, like I should of tried to go on longer. If I wasn't working, I would of kept going for much longer, but that isn't the reality so why do I keep beating myself up about it? I really enjoyed breastfeeding. It was tough in the beginning but it was such a great feeling knowing that no matter what, it would always calm her down when she was wailing. I just can't stop thinking about it. Ugh. I need to leave it alone. Why are we so hard on ourselves?

All of this whining has led me right into some sugar cravings. Off to go ransack our pantry to look for some sweets, even if the only thing I have is Christmas candy or dried apricots.

Peace out.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Hiding Things

Last night I attended a "Southern Living at Home" party hosted by my cousin. It was really fun, there was a huge turn out and my cousin had gourmet cupcakes from the cupcake shop. I sipped on some Sofia bubbly (so nice and easy to drink by the way) and hung out with my family and friends. A lady was there to show some of the items in the catalogue and then everyone figured out what they wanted to order. The items were pretty overpriced but pretty. I ended up buying a hurricane that was reasonably priced.

Someone made a comment about how they were going to have to sneak their purchases into the house so their husbands wouldn't see. Then a bunch of other ladies chimed in that they would have to do the same thing and that they usually fib about how much things cost so their husbands don't give them a hard time. I could and could not relate to these women. I grew up in a house where my dad questioned every item my mom purchased. She is now super sneaky about things she buys and it is so frustrating to me that she has to do that. It is not like she goes out and spends loads and loads of money, it is just little things here and there.

Hubbs on the other hand NEVER questions me about what I spend my money on. I am very lucky. He trusts that I am not charging up our credit cards. I like to bargain shop and now that I have one more person to buy for, am frequently coming home with various shopping bags. The only thing he ever says about it is that the bags take up room in our closet. Which is my fault because I let things just sit in the bag for a couple of days before I actually do something with the items.

He lets me shop and I let him purchase the random electronic stuff he always has to have (AppleTV, Blue Ray DVD player, HD video camera). Granted, he makes these purchases not very often. So it all balances out in the grand scheme of things.

So do your men care about what you buy or do they look the other way like my hubbs? Coming from a home where you had to sneak your goodies, I know how stressful it could be and am thankful that hubbs is so easy going.