Since tomorrow is the day for dress up (even though it is not officially Halloween), I thought I'd post last years picture. Mason was 10 mos. and boy was he a chub! I think he weighs the same now! It makes me a little sad to see how fast he is growing up! Cliche' I know, but still the truth. Happy Halloween My Love. Make Mama and Dada proud and score us a bunch of candy!
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Monster Mash . . .this is not about Halloween either!
I just got back from lunch with my friend Jill, her kids, her mom and lil sister. So the demographics where something like this: 3 adults, 3 children, and one MONSTER! Yes, today Mason takes the title of Monster Child. HE. WAS. AWFUL!! (notice double exclamation points!) We got there and the first thing he did was climb under the table and proceed to eat any morsels of food he found. quick note: he did this at the same time I was using a Clorox wipe to disinfect his highchair! Have I ever mentioned how I feel about Karma? Then once the kid had an actual plate of food in front of him, he liked my friends mom's plate way more! He decided he was done eating about 45 seconds later and crawled out of his highchair. I caught him and he showed me who was boss by smearing both arms of my black shirt with refried beans. I finally decided it was hopeless and took him out of the highchair. He took off like a worldclass sprinter through the restaurant. When I captured him, he proceeded to arch the back, scream like I was ripping off his toenails, and kick his legs like a mother! I was sweating by this point and contemplated putting him in the car in his carseat so I could eat! I had flashes of legal cases in my head and tried to recall at what point it is not neglect to leave a child unattended in a parked car. Anyone know about this law? I may need to know really soon. I am exausted and pissed. Thank God the kid still takes naps! I am off to go call my friend to apoligize for ruining her lunch!
A Note:
Dear Pumpkin Smasher,
I hope you got off smashing our neighborhood pumpkins. I hope you pulled a muscle in your back in the process of breaking our 40 lb. pumpkin. I hope you are embarrassed when you can't "perform" with your pubesent nasty little girlfriend. I hope she tells your whole class about you. Waahhh! Karma is a bitch. Best Wishes and Happy Halloween!
Toodles!
I hope you got off smashing our neighborhood pumpkins. I hope you pulled a muscle in your back in the process of breaking our 40 lb. pumpkin. I hope you are embarrassed when you can't "perform" with your pubesent nasty little girlfriend. I hope she tells your whole class about you. Waahhh! Karma is a bitch. Best Wishes and Happy Halloween!
Toodles!
Monday, October 24, 2005
My crystal ball says. . .
I am screwed until we sell this house! Not our house, that other house that we are "flipping". It was a productive weekend at the other house! We now have all the landscaping over-grown crap chopped down and yanked, but now we have to figure out what to put in its spot. (mind you we will be trying to sell in January.) We also got the ceilings painted in the entire house, the dining room/living room painted, new shutters on the house and the garage painted. breathe
Now today is my busy day. I teach my K and 1st graders from 4-5 and then teach yoga from 6:30 -7:30. For my faithful viewers that were wondering how my first class went. . . Awesome! I was so worked up about teaching I had the poops! I decided I'd practice on my kids in the afternoon. Some of them were so into it, it totally eased my mind. When it was time to teach the adults it went so well. I had 13 women show up and no one talked at the beginning. At the end of class 5 different women came up tp me and told me how much they enjoyed it! They are already concerned about what they'll do after the 6 weeks are up. I have already been asked if I'll keep teaching! Hello Ego Booster! I am not one to toot my own horn but, "toot freakin toot"!!! Tonight is class 2 and I hope it goes as well as the first, I musn't dissapoint!
Now today is my busy day. I teach my K and 1st graders from 4-5 and then teach yoga from 6:30 -7:30. For my faithful viewers that were wondering how my first class went. . . Awesome! I was so worked up about teaching I had the poops! I decided I'd practice on my kids in the afternoon. Some of them were so into it, it totally eased my mind. When it was time to teach the adults it went so well. I had 13 women show up and no one talked at the beginning. At the end of class 5 different women came up tp me and told me how much they enjoyed it! They are already concerned about what they'll do after the 6 weeks are up. I have already been asked if I'll keep teaching! Hello Ego Booster! I am not one to toot my own horn but, "toot freakin toot"!!! Tonight is class 2 and I hope it goes as well as the first, I musn't dissapoint!
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Have you hugged a tree lately?
What can I say the boy loves nature. Who doesn't kiss trees any shance they get? He is crunchy at heart!
Still me with a new look!
Hey everyone. I just was ready for a little change. The dots on the last design were causing me seizures when I would lay in bed at night. Who knows, maybe I 'll have a new design next week too?
Monday, October 17, 2005
Enya's In the House!
Being a stay at home Mom, I occasionally have days where I think to myself,"What in the HELL are you thinking?" I have to admit, I used to have an active social life, I was able at one point to drink more than A beer, and still be able to carry a somewhat intellectual conversation. I said somewhat. Anyway, now I have given all that up, to stay home, wear the very sexy nursing bra, and watch my child grow into a little person. Lately however, Mason is getting pretty naughty. We have this return vent (I think that is what it is called.) that Mason has scaled so many times that it is beyond repair. The place in the plaster where the screws once went could now hold a tube of chapstick. Just recently, I have figured something out. Mason is a very petite eater and there are days that a whole bowl of snacks will disappear in a matter of 2 minutes! Yes I think Mason has made his very own game of chutes and latters out of our perfectly functioning vent. I can't wait for a cold day to crank the heat and hear hulls of poporn popping like Jiffy Pop!
The other day was one of those days. One of those days that I would have traded jobs with the greeter at Wal-mart in a heartbeat. Mason was being so naughty I didn't know what to do. So. . .I did what any desparate Mom would do, I put in a trusty WIGGLES dvd. I escaped to the computer. Within 2 minutes I heard something so loud it jolted my body! Someway, somehow, Mason had opened the "child-proof" armoire turned on the sterio to CD and cranked the volume to about as loud as it could go. I bet you never thought of Enya as ear deafening music. It was! I went bounding down the stairs ready to lose it and when I got down there I could not believe what I saw. Mason was in the middle of the room twirling and dancing to blaring Enya. I started laughing so hard I cried, and all I could do was hug the boy and tell him how much I loved him. I wouldn't change jobs for the world.
The other day was one of those days. One of those days that I would have traded jobs with the greeter at Wal-mart in a heartbeat. Mason was being so naughty I didn't know what to do. So. . .I did what any desparate Mom would do, I put in a trusty WIGGLES dvd. I escaped to the computer. Within 2 minutes I heard something so loud it jolted my body! Someway, somehow, Mason had opened the "child-proof" armoire turned on the sterio to CD and cranked the volume to about as loud as it could go. I bet you never thought of Enya as ear deafening music. It was! I went bounding down the stairs ready to lose it and when I got down there I could not believe what I saw. Mason was in the middle of the room twirling and dancing to blaring Enya. I started laughing so hard I cried, and all I could do was hug the boy and tell him how much I loved him. I wouldn't change jobs for the world.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
my BOY!!!
Did I mention that one of the little boys in my class told me that Mason WAS a GIRL! Duuuhhh. . .you have to be a girl if you wear red shoes (even with a dump truck on them) and if your hair isn't a quarter-inch long! Bite me kid! My kid is the cutest kid around and I'm keepin' him. Baby mullet and all!
It's Official. . .
I am a working Mom. Well, sort of. I finished my three hours of work for the week. Monday, my first dayI was a little nervous, OK a lot nervous, but everything turned out fine. I mean who doesn't like to play Duck, duck, goose for a half hour? Then Tuesday, I got really nervous! My Mom (aka Mason's sitter) was very sick and contagious with a mouth full of cold sores. No thank you, you can keep those to yourself. So I had no option but to bring him with me. It went great! Mason was doing all he could to keep up with "If your happy and you know it. . ." Then we spent the rest of to hour having free time on the playground. Everyone loves a playground! I also had a built in babysitter. An adorable little Kindergarten girl Kylie walked behind Mason wherever he went. She pushed him ever so gently on the swings, held his hand on the bridge. . .It was so cute I almost arranged a marriage for the year 2032. So I think my mini job is going to be just fine. Now next week I start my yoga classes on Monday nights. I am pretty nervous for that one. Adults are a little harder to impress than youngin's.
Monday, October 10, 2005
Too Much Stuff . . .
At what point do I say WHOA! I have so much stuff going on (hence to lack of postage). We closed on our "investment house" on Friday and Mike Started roofing it within a half hour of closing. . .I haven't seen him since! The man is a roofing fool, he was conserving his energy by peeing off the roof and not using precious energy to climb the latter for a useless bathroom trip. Hey when you've got the tools to aim why not use them right? Ah, the joys of having man meat.
On another note, I start my JOB today. That's right, I will be starting my afterschool program today. From 4-5 I will be sweating profusely from trying to entertain 14 Kinders and 1st graders. Then next week I start my adult yoga class. It is such a change from just staying home. Although it is only a combined 4 hours, I need to feel somewhat prepared. And I am lacking on that feeling. Anyone willing to send me good vibes BRING IT! I need em'
On another note, I start my JOB today. That's right, I will be starting my afterschool program today. From 4-5 I will be sweating profusely from trying to entertain 14 Kinders and 1st graders. Then next week I start my adult yoga class. It is such a change from just staying home. Although it is only a combined 4 hours, I need to feel somewhat prepared. And I am lacking on that feeling. Anyone willing to send me good vibes BRING IT! I need em'
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
I'm Stuck Post
Part I
A few nights ago I was woken up at 1:30am to a Mason cry. Don't get me wrong, it is still almost a nightly ritual for him to get up at least once, but this night it was different. This time, it was an "I am scared/ or hurt /or need help cry." I bolted up the stairs or as fast as my legs move at that hour and into his room. Mason was standing up holding onto the side of his crib crying, "th-tuck, th-tuck, th-tuck."The boy was wrapped up in his blanket like a burrito and couldn't move. he was indeed stuck. I couldn't help but laugh after of couse getting him un-raveled. Poor kid is probably having mummy dreams and it isn't even Halloween yet!
Part II
I go in spurts with reading. There was a period pre- Mason was born that I read sometimes 3 books a week. Now post-Mason I am luck to read 6 books a year. I happend to be watching Oprah last week (which I never do anymore because she drives me crazy) and it was her book club show. The book is called A Million Little Pieces. It is non-fiction about addiction, drug and alcohol. It is raw. It is violent. It is absolutely captivating! It hits close to home for me since my family is plagued with addiction and I haven't been able to put it down. Except of course when Mason starts to rip the pages. I have 15 more pages and I promise to be un-stuck!
A few nights ago I was woken up at 1:30am to a Mason cry. Don't get me wrong, it is still almost a nightly ritual for him to get up at least once, but this night it was different. This time, it was an "I am scared/ or hurt /or need help cry." I bolted up the stairs or as fast as my legs move at that hour and into his room. Mason was standing up holding onto the side of his crib crying, "th-tuck, th-tuck, th-tuck."The boy was wrapped up in his blanket like a burrito and couldn't move. he was indeed stuck. I couldn't help but laugh after of couse getting him un-raveled. Poor kid is probably having mummy dreams and it isn't even Halloween yet!
Part II
I go in spurts with reading. There was a period pre- Mason was born that I read sometimes 3 books a week. Now post-Mason I am luck to read 6 books a year. I happend to be watching Oprah last week (which I never do anymore because she drives me crazy) and it was her book club show. The book is called A Million Little Pieces. It is non-fiction about addiction, drug and alcohol. It is raw. It is violent. It is absolutely captivating! It hits close to home for me since my family is plagued with addiction and I haven't been able to put it down. Except of course when Mason starts to rip the pages. I have 15 more pages and I promise to be un-stuck!
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Friday, September 30, 2005
Yup, I definately absolutely positively am a MOM!
There have been a few instances over the past 21 months that have confirmed, I mean really confirmed that I AM REALLY A MOM!
10. I have licked my hand and smoothed my sons crazy hair.
9. I have gotten poop on my hand (many times) and didn't bat an eye.
8. I have knowingly drank from a water bottle shared with my son that had visible backwash "floaters".
7. I have used the sleeve of my favorite shirt to wipe a dirty face.
6. I pick someones nose other than my own.
5. I have taken sympathy bites of an unknown pre-moistened food to encourage sharing ( and acted like I loved it!)
4. I can always find a raisin or cheerio or goldfish on the bottom of my purse.
3. I have licked off a "who knows how old" fruit snack stuck on my sons hand before going into a store.
2. My almost 2 year-old son is dressed better than me.
1. I'd do all of it again, because I love him that much!
10. I have licked my hand and smoothed my sons crazy hair.
9. I have gotten poop on my hand (many times) and didn't bat an eye.
8. I have knowingly drank from a water bottle shared with my son that had visible backwash "floaters".
7. I have used the sleeve of my favorite shirt to wipe a dirty face.
6. I pick someones nose other than my own.
5. I have taken sympathy bites of an unknown pre-moistened food to encourage sharing ( and acted like I loved it!)
4. I can always find a raisin or cheerio or goldfish on the bottom of my purse.
3. I have licked off a "who knows how old" fruit snack stuck on my sons hand before going into a store.
2. My almost 2 year-old son is dressed better than me.
1. I'd do all of it again, because I love him that much!
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
It hurts so good!
Ok, I am full of mixed emotions! I love 'em and I hate 'em all at the same time. They have turned my house upside down. My son screams and says "mo" all in a second flat. Then he taps his fingers together like he is having a seizure. You may ask what could be causing such a rukus? It is the crack cocaine of the strait and narrow. . .Krispy Kreme.
One of my neighbors happens to work there and gets to bring them home nightly. Who got the gift of evil from last night. . .thats right WE did! Two dozen to be exact, for a family of three. Mmmm, the original glazed does a girl so right and makes me feel so naughty. They are not hot off the line, but all it takes is the zap of a microwave. . .7 seconds to heaven! This is all you'll hear from me for the next few hours. I am busy stuffing my face with glazed demons, Mmmmmmmmm. . .
One of my neighbors happens to work there and gets to bring them home nightly. Who got the gift of evil from last night. . .thats right WE did! Two dozen to be exact, for a family of three. Mmmm, the original glazed does a girl so right and makes me feel so naughty. They are not hot off the line, but all it takes is the zap of a microwave. . .7 seconds to heaven! This is all you'll hear from me for the next few hours. I am busy stuffing my face with glazed demons, Mmmmmmmmm. . .
Monday, September 26, 2005
Orchard Love!
We picked apples this weekend at a beautiful orchard! We also realized that since Mason has come into the world, we have not taken a single picture of just us. So this is the forst post Mason picture. All together, aaaaawwwww.
Friday, September 23, 2005
My Soapbox!
"there is now evidence that the longer a child breastfeeds, the higher that child's IQ score and school grades will be in later years, with a dose effect evident even beyond two years of nursing."
For those of you who know me well, I am a huge supporter of breastfeeding. I think it has done wonders in "catching up" my little preemie. But don't get me wrong, it is not for everyone. Some women don't feel comfortable with the whole boob thing, or they can't get past the uncomfortable first few weeks, or whatever other reason they are entitled to have. Then there are always the few men that are weird about sharing. . .whatever. They have they're own issues to work through. Whole other post.
Fortunatly, I have a very supportive husband who has seen first hand the power of breastfeeding. I also have a Mom that is very supportive who breastfed me until I was nearly three. My problem is the other side! I have definately felt more negativity than positivity surrounding my choice to breastfeed my toddler. I am almost sickend by the fact that I have to keep it a secret from other members of my family so they don't think I am "weird". Oh, I am weird alright, you have no idea! But, I absolutely don't think that nursing my toddler is the defining factor.
My question is who decided the appropriate cut-off time for a nursing child to be at exactly 12 months. That is insane to me! Becasue you are now 1 year old, you can no longer go to your mom for nurturing and nourishment. . . because it is coming from her breast? I have switched pediatritions 3 times since Mason has been born because of the furrowed brow looks I got from DR's after telling them I was still breastfeeding. They obviosly haven't been keeping up on their AAP(american academy of Peds) guidelines:
The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends that "Breastfeeding should be continued for at least the first year of life and beyond for as long as mutually desired by mother and child... Increased duration of breastfeeding confers significant health and developmental benefits for the child and the mother... There is no upper limit to the duration of breastfeeding and no evidence of psychologic or developmental harm from breastfeeding into the third year of life or longer." (AAP 2005)
Thus making me question their competency as doctors. So now I have decided to try a doctor who has practiced natural medicine but now is a MD. I have done the research and found nothing but positive reasons for extended breastfeeding, so why the stigma? We are one of the only cultures to be so rigid on the topic, and we have more problems then the majority of the world. What the hell, maybe it is time for me to move to . . .ummm. . . hmmm. I am not sure but I'll give you my address when I go. If I like you that is.
I am done ranting and raving and would love to hear what you think about this whole thing.
For those of you who know me well, I am a huge supporter of breastfeeding. I think it has done wonders in "catching up" my little preemie. But don't get me wrong, it is not for everyone. Some women don't feel comfortable with the whole boob thing, or they can't get past the uncomfortable first few weeks, or whatever other reason they are entitled to have. Then there are always the few men that are weird about sharing. . .whatever. They have they're own issues to work through. Whole other post.
Fortunatly, I have a very supportive husband who has seen first hand the power of breastfeeding. I also have a Mom that is very supportive who breastfed me until I was nearly three. My problem is the other side! I have definately felt more negativity than positivity surrounding my choice to breastfeed my toddler. I am almost sickend by the fact that I have to keep it a secret from other members of my family so they don't think I am "weird". Oh, I am weird alright, you have no idea! But, I absolutely don't think that nursing my toddler is the defining factor.
My question is who decided the appropriate cut-off time for a nursing child to be at exactly 12 months. That is insane to me! Becasue you are now 1 year old, you can no longer go to your mom for nurturing and nourishment. . . because it is coming from her breast? I have switched pediatritions 3 times since Mason has been born because of the furrowed brow looks I got from DR's after telling them I was still breastfeeding. They obviosly haven't been keeping up on their AAP(american academy of Peds) guidelines:
The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends that "Breastfeeding should be continued for at least the first year of life and beyond for as long as mutually desired by mother and child... Increased duration of breastfeeding confers significant health and developmental benefits for the child and the mother... There is no upper limit to the duration of breastfeeding and no evidence of psychologic or developmental harm from breastfeeding into the third year of life or longer." (AAP 2005)
Thus making me question their competency as doctors. So now I have decided to try a doctor who has practiced natural medicine but now is a MD. I have done the research and found nothing but positive reasons for extended breastfeeding, so why the stigma? We are one of the only cultures to be so rigid on the topic, and we have more problems then the majority of the world. What the hell, maybe it is time for me to move to . . .ummm. . . hmmm. I am not sure but I'll give you my address when I go. If I like you that is.
I am done ranting and raving and would love to hear what you think about this whole thing.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
The One and Only MAY-ME!
Mason is turning into such a big boy! His vocabulary is going through the roof. He now calls himself by name...MAY-ME. So it isn't exact, but he has definately made progress. Huge steps form POO-SEE,(god only knows what that meant!)He has been talking for a while, but he would never say his name. Now everyone I introduce to you. . .MAY-ME.
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Kissing?. . . I like kissing.
You have a dominant kiss- you take charge and make
sure your partner can feel it! Done artfully,
it can be very satisfactory if he/she is into
you playing the dominant role MEORW!
What kind of kiss are you?
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Saturday, September 17, 2005
Ms. Stewart, but you can call me Martha!
So maybe I am a little obsessed with her! But seriously I picked all of this from MY garden for dinner tonight! Before I started chopping away I thought I should take a picture of my oh-so-perfect produce! No pesticides either Thank You very much!
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