Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Baby Boy turning 10 months old...


Tomorrow is double digits. Ten months old. When I was ten months old my mother was entering her third trimester.

We were at a playdate today. A ten month old was walking all over the place. When others were crawling a few weeks ago, I pushed Josh to crawl. I guess because that's what babies do...crawl. But walking? Once he walks, in that second he goes from baby to big boy.

Another mom of a 4 month old was there. She had to leave early since she was nursing. She was shocked that I still nurse and I am able to go to all these events. She wants to know when it gets easier. I told her the 3 month mark then the 8 month mark. Honestly, I wanted to tell her its when you come to terms with the fact that this is your job and chore. Go sit in your car for 20 minutes and come back to hang with us. By going home you are only making yourself a prisoner. But I didn't, I said nice meeting you...see you soon.

10 months breastfeeding. 10 months breastfeeding this allergy baby. 10 months of wearing breast pads daily. 10 months of having sex while lactating. 10 months of extreme thirst. How can these be the fastest 10 months that have ever gone by...but at the same time the longest ten months ever?????



this weight will come off....
Total with Rice Milk
Banana
Amy's Organic Burrito, veggies and beans
Brown Rice with Peas.
1/2 can of Coke.

Monday, September 17, 2007

When I die....


I am coming back as your child. No one has it better then that baby of yours.

That's what my 70-something year old neighbor told me yesterday. Tucky Lee. Until yesterday, she was just Tucky. She said she always wanted to be Tucky Lee, she realizes its a little late in the game, but if I could call her that she would love it.

For a compliment like that Tucky Lee, I shall refer to you as your majesty.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

zumba with erick

Zumba Fever


We to my first Zumba class this morning...what a great time. To be in a dance class is such a great feeling. I have always loved dancing, but as life takes over...it seems longer and longer since the last time I really let it go.

Organized routines, spots for freestyle, dance wars and challanges...all while burning 700 calories an hour. Totally stomach concentration, great since that is where I need it the most.

So, I will continue to walk in the mornings and go to the gym...but 2 days a week, hopeful its the jumpstart that I need.

Classes are all over the world...most intro classes are 1/2 price. Call and see if you can try it out, they might give it to you for free.

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Thursday, September 6, 2007

19 Minutes....

So I read it and loved it, wasn't going to write about it until my sisters had a chance to read it. Since irene is in school, I will mail to Karen, she can return to NY where Irene can then read it.

School shootings...as a mom, I should have ended the book concerned about my child's safety and well being, instead, I felt such an ache for all those who were teased and harassed in school.

I don't really believe in hitting as a form of disapline, but Josh will get the smack down for harassing behavior. Bra snapping, bullying...I would rather him cheat on tests then to pick on someone.



Thursday, August 16, 2007

Bangs! Someone take my scissors away!


So, my kid's hair grows super quick. He always looks like he has hair in his eyes. While he's in the tub I snip here and there. Well...restless baby mixed with me getting snip happy equals madness.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

My kid will only eat cheerios


He was doing great with table foods, now he will only eat cheerios. I shoved avocados into him today, he got mad at me, mouthed out the words that he hates me. That hurt...I hugged him, let him play with computer keyboard, then took him to pool for a night swim.

A lot of my reading and TV watching has shown me the sterotype that white moms like to be their kid's friend, where other races say they are parents and have their own friends. I am the white mom...I could not handle him not liking me. If its breastmilk and cheerios then so be it.