Chick flick and colada/daiquiris. Sounds like a perfect girl’s night out. Or, it sounds like my husband loves his wife enough to see a movie that she wanted to see and not make fun of her for having a girly drink while he drank a Coke. People? We had a date! I love being a…
Parenting
The Art of the Tantrum
As I left my office yesterday morning, turning the corner that led to the lobby and towards the set of escalators on my way to the coffee shop, I heard a familiar sound. Rather, I heard a sound that will soon be familiar. As I gently rode the electric staircase towards the floor below, I…
Stepping
We’ve taken some big steps together, Little One. Well really, you have taken some of the biggest steps. And I am so proud to watch you grow and learn and make these big, first steps. But Baby, each one of these steps? Is a step away from me. For nine months we were closer than anyone…
Role Reversal
Due to a few unforeseen circumstances, Cameron has not been able to go to daycare at all this week. And except for today, Dan has been at home with Cameron each day. Now, on Monday, both of us were pretty sick, but since then, I’ve been at work and Dan has been playing Stay-At-Home-Dad. On the first…
Sick of the Sick
Daycare is going fine. The teacher is nice, the kids have fun, and Cameron is so messy and played out by the end of the day that it is super easy to get him bathed and in bed. Except that daycare isn’t going fine. Not at all. Because we’ve been struck with The Daycare Plague….
Never Too Early
The click of the lock startles us. We look at each other and then turn towards the door. Someone’s coming. It is just he and I right now, but we’re not complete. We’re waiting.As the door opens, my baby toddles over. He gets just close enough, then stops. Smiles. Waves. Turns to me.Look, Mommy! Do…
Birthday Week! Party Planning
Birthday Month Part Two: Icing On Top Birthday Month Part Three: Floating On Air Sometimes Mommy Bloggers seem to have it all together. They show bright and crisp before & after photographs of DIY organizational projects. They proudly breastfeed until their children are at least two years old. They are stay-at-home, exclusively-organic, cloth diapering Mamas….
Surviving Daycare
Today was the day. I woke up to an alarm for the first time in months. Despite my propensity to wake up at any given hour with the baby, waking up to an alarm made me cranky. (How am I going to survive my first week back to work?!). Thankfully, I had showered the night…
O o O o O
Last night, I found myself cradling a box of banana flavoured Cheerios, stuffing my hand in, grabbing fistfuls and popping each Cheerio into my mouth one by one. All of a sudden, I kind of felt like my son. I don’t normally find myself stuffing my face with Cheerios, but last night I was feeling particularly not…
Working Won’t Work
I’m a Stay-at-Home-Mom at heart. Realistically though, I’m a working Mom. And I go back to work in less than a month. When Cameron was first born, my husband and I looked at our finances and tried to find a way for me to stay at home with Cameron. Unfortunately, it just wasn’t feasible. It…
Groundhog Day
I’ve never seen the movie Groundhog Day so I probably won’t make an entirely appropriate cultural reference, but I get the gist. And I feel like I am stuck in my own personal Groundhog Day hell. Actually, I feel as if I am stuck in a Groundhog Day loop that repeats a day three months ago. Or,…
