My not so baby boy.

I think Mason is weaning. In fact, I know he is. In the past week I have nursed him twice. It is such a strange feeling I have about all this. Do I feel like I have nursed him long enough? Absolutely. Do I hate to think about my baby being less of a baby and more of a boy. Absolutely. It is so bittersweet to watch him grow into this little person with an amazing personality that no longer "needs" me to make it through the day. Part of me feels incredibly selfish to even have the slightest bit of sadness but at the same time I am so ready to be done. The boy is 3. And also, the boy is 3! What a great thing that we were able to have this relationship for such a long time. I think I have said it a thousand times, to anyone who will listen but... I've never heard anyone say that they nursed too long, but I've heard dozens of women say that wished they had nursed longer. So now that I am at the end of the road with Mason, I can honestly say...


I wouldn't have done it any different.

Everyone Loves A MILF!

I got tired, in a different way. Tired of blaming the "baby weight" for feeling not so pretty. It may or may not have been from having my babies, but it began to be totally irrelivant. I wanted the flab gone and decided to finally do something about it.

I joined Weight Watchers.

The number of points I got was huge. Most people in Weight Watchers get 20 something points and I got in the upper 30's. All for the love of my boobs. (I haven't talked about my boobs enough lately and they are beginning to feel left out.) Seriously though, if you are a nursing mom you get an extra 12 points a day. I have found that those 12 points convert to an extra well balanced meal or supersizing (hehe, adios McDonald's) a portion of something at everymeal. If I can still eat a whole bunch of food and still lose weight, why wasn't I losing weight before Weight Watchers? I even have a Bachelors of Science degree in this stuff. I was in a rut. A huge eat whatever and whenever I wanted rut.

The first day, I was obsessed. I couldn't stop thinking about how bad I wanted to dive into the Tostitos on top of the pantry, or the ice cream in the freezer. I felt miserable. The second day it got easier and I stocked our fridge with fresh fruits and veggies and whole grain rice and couscous . Now I can eat a whole bunch of food, if I just eat the right stuff. I can literally snack all day if I do it wisely. It is not uncommon for me to eat an apple, banana and grapefruit everyday, for snacks. Which, DUH! I should have been doing anyway!

Last Thursday was my first weigh-in and I lost 4.6 lbs. In one week! Tomorrow I weigh-in again. I will keep you posted but I will not reveal my weight like a lot of brave souls do. . .I am a coward like that. Don't worry though, I still am very open about other things like my huge mass milk producing missiles. Or we can talk about the side effects of a high-fiber diet, GAS! Or how my 3 year old walks around the house singing, "Mama's got...hhhhhot farts!" He sings it in the sweetest tone you'd never now he was singing about something so crude. See, I told you I was open.

*FYI - Harper slept decent last night, up only twice and still sleeping at 9:10 am. She is totally healthy so all I can chalk it up to is a growth spurt. And geeze, she's really big already!

Put me out of my misery, PLEASE!

First things first. I bragged way too much about what a great sleeper Miss Harper was. The key word "was". But really she was for three and a half months and now she is getting up no less than 3 times per night. To some people that is actually a good night, but I was spoiled with her only getting up once a night from the day I brought her home. So needless to say, I am tired, very tired and achey, and tired.
I do have a bunch of things in the works though:

* A vacation in the works, to some place warm.

* A car crashing into my parents house in the middle of the night.

*I joined Weight Watchers and am going to be a MILF before you know it.

*Two very cool baby items I just bought and want to tell you all about.

But for now, this will have to do, because did I mention I'm tired?

Don't hate me because I'm naughty.

My fine is...$495.60

I guess I was a naughty girl at one time. This one is really fun, play along...
What's your raunch factor? Let's put a dollar value on that!

Here’s how it works:
You don’t have to confess your answers, just the amount of your fine. And NO, it is not PER incident (otherwise, some of us would have totals more than the national debt!).

Bring up that calculator, and get going!

* Smoked pot — $10
* Did acid — $5
* Ever had sex at church — $25
* Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you — $40
* Had sex with someone on MySpace — $25
* Had sex for money — $100
* Vandalized something — $20
* Had sex on your parents’ bed — $10
* Beat up someone — $20
* Been jumped — $10
* Crossed dressed — $10
* Given money to stripper — $25
* Been in love with a stripper — $20
* Kissed some one who’s name you didn’t know — $0.10
* Hit on some one of the same sex while at work — $15
* Ever drive drunk — $20
* Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk — $50
* Used toys while having sex — $30
* Got drunk, passed out and don’t remember the night before — $20
* Went skinny dipping — $5
* Had sex in a pool — $20
* Kissed someone of the same sex — $10
* Had sex with someone of the same sex — $20
* Cheated on your significant other — $10
* Masturbated — $10
* Cheated on your significant other with their relative or close friend — $20
* Done oral — $5
* Got oral — $5
* Done / got oral in a car while it was moving — $25
* Stole something — $10
* Had sex with someone in jail — $25
* Made a nasty home video — $15
* Had a threesome — $50
* Had sex in the wild — $20
* Been in the same room while someone was having sex — $25
* Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars — $20
* Had sex with someone 10 years older — $20
* Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27 — $25
* Been in love with two people or more at the same time — $50
* Said you love someone but didn’t mean it — $25
* Went streaking — $5*
Went streaking in broad daylight — $15
* Been arrested — $5
* Spent time in jail — $15
* Peed in the pool — $0.50
* Played spin the bottle — $5
* Done something you regret — $20
* Had sex with your best friend — $20
* Had sex with someone you work with at work — $25
* Had anal sex — $80
* Lied to your mate — $5
* Lied to your mate about the sex being good — $25

Seriously, how did my number get so high? I swear I have never had sex for money, but that's all I'm sayin'.
Tally it up and Title it…"My Fine Is…"
Do it, you just might shock yourself. Then, let me know so I can check yours out and I don't have to feel so naughty all by my lonesome. Chop, chop...

Happy Happy Harper!

This girl, I swear if she isn't tired or sleeping, she's smiling!



She's so pretty. I'm keeping her.

psssst! You haven't delurked yet have you? Yes you! I know who you are. See that number when you scroll down as far as you can? That means I know who you are and you should stop in and say hi! I'm nice, really!

I love me some stuff...

I am a phase kind of girl. I go through these strange phases with everything in my life. For six months I'll drink the same Starbucks drink then something will catch my eye, I'll try it and that will be my new fave. There was also a Gatorade in there somewhere.

The same for products. Sometimes I get overwhelmed by smells. I get tired of everything having a scent. Really, think about it. You take a shower. You use shampoo, conditioner, soap for my pits and girly stuff, then body wash. You get out, dry off, apply deodorant, slather on the lotion and probably apply some styling product. Then you finish with a spray of something, cologne, perfume, whatever. Hello! How many smells?

So I go all anti-smells sometimes and do unscented everything. Other times I am obsessed with finding a new perfume. My point? Yeah right, my point. I thought it might be fun to tell you all the stuff I am really "into" at this particular moment. Don't hold me to this tomorrow ...

1) All Natural Chapstick- It is light on you lips but has this amazing sweetish buttery smell. I was slathering it on in the car and told my husband "I'd bathe in it if I could." He gave me this look, the same one he gave me when I told him I liked to pretend that Jason Mraz was singing to me whenever I heard the song "You and I both." (I still love that song too, so there.)

2) Buttermilk Bath Soak- It smells so good but doesn't leave you smelling crazy strong. I got two pints for Christmas and one is half gone. I love a bath before bed.

3) Sensual Amber- Ok, this probably is strange, because Bath and Body stuff is usually just too sweet and too smelly, but this reminds me of my favorite sexy perfume, Chance. I love that perfume but it is so rich smelling, I only wear it when I am going out and dressed up. Two things that rarely happen and almost never happen together. So when I smelled Sensual Amber I loved that it was a lotion that I didn't feel strange wearing at home in yoga pants, carrying a baby on my hip.

4) Mint Mojito Orbit- this gum is delish and helps keep your teeth feeling sqeaky clean. Just don't get in the tub after a two year loses his gum in it!

So that's enough for today. Maybe I'll continue with my essential baby stuff next. Oh and for those of you wondering about my favorite Starbucks drink right now, and I know you were. Iced Passion Tea. I am trying to lighten up on the caffeine for the sake of my baby girl. She prefers non-coffee flavored boobie milk.

Just one more thing. It is De-lurking week, so stop in and say Hi! Holla!

Where the hell is my helmet?

You know those days you think you'd be better off locked in a room with padded walls. It's one of those...

Alternate Title:
Child for Sale Cute as a button, Wild as a Dingo!

And I wonder about baby weight...

Today Pedro came home for lunch bringing the whole fam McDonald's. We were all sitting at the table indulging on our gourmet food and I was telling Pedro how I again today had to apologize to Mason for being grouchy. Sometimes I feel like such a rag of a Mom, I hate it! Any way we were talking about this and Mason interrupts with a formal introduction.
"Dada, This is my friend Mama." pointing at me and being so completely serious. That kid. He makes me want to be a better person.

Photo Blog Yo !

I am trying to learn to like our Mac, but it is pretty foreign.

Today I played around with photo booth. It was pretty exciting!


Then we got ca-raaaazy!


Then I got some sugar!


Then I got very serious!


It was time for me to be a Mom(and to look a little cross eyed apparently)!


And finally I got the urge...

...strange, very strange. I know.