There is a scene in 'The Way We Were' where K-k-k-katie finds Hubble asleep on a bar stool in the midst of a roaring party. I can relate. These days I seem to fall asleep no matter where I am or what I'm doing. For example:Maryland played Virginia Tech on Saturday. It was a tied game all the way through. I tweeted to other like-minded bloggers to my hearts content and was really into the game. It went into DOUBLE OVERTIME and just in the last minute. Well, I don't know what happened. The phone slipped from my hands as I lay down on the couch and just like that I missed the end of the game. I woke up minutes later to see the score on the screen. Maryland had won but I had missed it. All that excitement and I couldn't stay … [Read more...]
Personally, I Like Boobs With My Wine
While browsing my local Home Goods store this week I came across this fine piece of stemware. How did they know that I was looking for a pair just like this? Really though, I think I need a full set. Heh. This precious cup was called 'Dancing Queen'. 'Princess', 'Diva' and 'Cowgirl' were all present as well. Collect them all. … [Read more...]
Four
It is hard to believe that four years ago we were in the midst of another series of Winter Olympics. As I labored with you I complained to H, "I've already seen this figure skating couple!" To which he replied, "Uh yeah hon, it's 3 o'clock in the morning. They are repeating things now." Right. We had been at the hospital since seven a.m. for your induction. You clearly did not feel like making your entrance into this world even though you were already two weeks late. Today you are four and you still hate getting ready in the morning, putting on anything that isn't "pajammies" and heading out the door. You much prefer to while away the hours bare foot and comfy with copious amounts of blankets, pillows and stuffed friends surrounding you.I … [Read more...]
Morale Needs to Improve
Starting the day with one eye barely cracked open and a Tiny Dictator already whining right into your ear is not the best way to start one's day, much less the week.One of the parts about parenting that I loathe the most is 'Mean Mommy'. Immediately having to become 'Mean Mommy' before I have even placed a foot on the bedroom floor never mind had my morning coffee is not going to win you any prizes. Yet, here we are another start to a day beginning with crying. I still don't know what she was so upset about. I never could get it out of her.I wrote about the whining a few months back. I was at a loss, as was H. The day after I wrote that post TD miraculously turned herself around. We breathed a sigh of relief that the terrible phase was over and moved on … [Read more...]
Taking Time Off Is Needed.
I cannot be the only one. When I think that I am my mother points out, "Everyone has different needs and limits and at least you recognize what those needs and limits are." Is she placating me? No, I don't think so, but it is true. I need and take more time than most to be on my own with friends, away from the kids, on date nights with H or just completely by myself. That last one being rare, but it is there. Coming off a weekend sans kids where H and I did nothing more than eat, sleep and fritter time away without a care in the world I find myself wondering why I do feel as if we are in the minority. Some of my friends simply need a few hours reprieve and they say, "Just to get away and clear my head. I don't need a whole weekend away." Need? What about want? Don't you want a weekend away … [Read more...]
Murphy’s Law
It's Murphy's Law that I go away for a weekend and get some much needed rest and re-connection with H only to come home sick with two sick kids. It's Murphy's Law that I have a meeting today that would actually put money in my pocket and now I have to cancel because the only time the pediatrician could see a severely wheezing Comedian was during that said meeting.It's Murphy's Law that has me looking at mountains of work that needs to be done, the motivation to finally do that work and the energy, despite being sick, and the sitter decides to not even show up today or return my calls. You know what though? I don't care. I'll get over being mad at the sitter and losing some money. I'll get the work done somehow too. It's more important that I take care of … [Read more...]
We Vant to be Alone
Being woken up at 5:30 in the morning by a four year-old whining that she is hungry is maddening. When that said four year-old is accompanied by a waving long-beamed flashlight that glows across your room making it feel like your being invaded by aliens? Well, that is just a recipe for evil. Throw in the four year-old then knocking on her sister's door while calling her name and you have two parents who can only dream of the fact that they are going away A-L-O-N-E this weekend while they grumble into their pillows and bemoan their early morning existence.That's right. Bright and early Friday morning we are dropping TD and The Comedian off at their grandparents house for a weekend of spoiled, late bedtimes, chicken nugget, juice box … [Read more...]
It’s Her Birthday
Lying across a green and orange paisley and floral couch, I would twist and turn always trying to find a cool spot to rest my face against the fabric. The music was always there. Playing softly, sometimes loudly, always there carrying me along as if I was floating down a river. The soft pumping of the foot pedals accompanied it all in the distant background.Sometimes I would rouse myself from my own little world of imaginary friends and lost lands to request a tune, most often it was, "Play the mosquito song! Play the mosquito song!" She would laugh and wordlessly pull out the children's music book and play the juvenile tune that buzzed across the keyboard. After it was over it was usually her favorite Chopin that she would play. Sometimes if I was lucky, I could pick out my favorite … [Read more...]
The Non-Drinkers Club
Last month I proposed a thirty day challenge of sorts. No sugar and no alcohol for the entire month of January. H was first on the bandwagon and then a few fine bloggers decided to join me on this crazy train. I wanted to see if eliminating sugar and drinking from my diet would improve my workouts, help me lose a few pounds and generally change the way I felt internally. Essentially it was a month long cleanse. H decided to go all balls to the wall insane though and throw in the "no fried food" thing too. Egads. What started out easy peasy with me just desiring sugar and even dreaming of it became a nightmare. I thought it would be hard to get rid of the alcohol, I mean what is bath time without wine? I cook with wine so why not pour a glass during the process too? Girls night … [Read more...]
The Eldest Child
"Mommy, I fed The Comedian some yogurt so you won't get sick." Relief spreads through my body as I express my gratitude towards my four year-old who has fed her sister breakfast without my even thinking of her doing so. This is something new. Before I can say thank you again, she adds, "And I wiped her face and hands with a napkin, so she is all set."Tears prick my eyes as I tell her how sweet and thoughtful she is and how thankful I am. I could have fed her and yet somewhere between putting a bootie on the dog so, she could go outside with her injured foot and cleaning up TD's breakfast dishes, she has fed her baby sister. I stand amazed. As she quietly slips back downstairs to play with her own toys in her own world, I think about the duties that the eldest child takes on. They acquire … [Read more...]