Tomorrow is "the big day". No, not that day. Aside from Halloween, one of my favorite holidays (yes, I called it a holiday- there's candy! there's use of products like hair dye, crazy make-up and nail polish plus dressing up! ) it is the day we go back and check the status of this kid via sonogram.I'm nervous about things being right but also at the prospect of them not being right. I didn't gain any weight in the last two weeks which at first had me all excited but then I realized, "Wait. Does that mean neither did Dash Two?" A whole new set of worries cropped up. Is she already not getting what she needs from me? Will there be other complications? She is moving all the time and I feel like that scene from Fringe the other night where my stomach is constantly contorting in ways it never … [Read more...]
Damn, He’s Good.
He takes her out to play while I make dinner.He gets up in the middle of the night when I am usually the one on first alert. He soothes her potty/bathroom light fears and puts her back in bed with a tenderness I do not posses at that hour.He reads her bedtime stories. Let's her ride her bike in the house.He tells me I'm still his HW (Hot Wife) even with 10 years, two pregnancies and a very uncomfortable, cursing like a pirate, whining like a two year-old third trimester with me. The man is willing to trim "down there" since I can no longer see it. Or paint his own toe nails with me during a pedicure. Salt scrub included. He folds laundry. Takes out the trash. Does the dreaded commute daily and sometimes more so we don't have to. He doesn't grumble over my weekly girls nights unless I … [Read more...]
Alone Again
Well, this is odd. There are dishes in my sink. They have been there all day too. I don't know why they are not in the dishwasher or already clean and sparkly in my cabinets.Oh, right.My Mom left last night. There's no one to answer TD's endless "Why?" and "Why not?" questions that just go in circles either. The laundry is done, but for how long? The house seems so quiet without the whistling of the tea kettle throughout the day and evening. There's no one asking me why I continue to own an iron that doesn't recoil properly or where my paper napkins are. It's downright disconcerting on some levels.Who will cook dinner tonight? Oh, right. Now I remember... me. Damn. … [Read more...]
Dash Two Has a Name
Yes, it is true. After much debate, many go rounds where H and I felt we would never see eye to eye and names such asCaffertyLegumeKumquatLieselCouch ManhattanMaudTaylor (I keep thinking of Laurence Taylor and H adding, "Don't Smoke Crack!" each time didn't help him plead his case.)and more were bandied around with hot debate we have come to a decision. It happened all of a sudden and it's perfect.Noname. Pronounced- No-nam-mee. That's it. Perfect, wouldn't you say? It means, 'an absence of; having an air like quality.' Thoughts? Suggestions? … [Read more...]
Curses! Foiled Again!
Damn! I was kind of hoping I would be immune to the sap of the combination of pregnancy hormones, TD starting preschool and this whole Dash Two Factor but it appears that I am not. No amount of my looking to the dark side of sleepless nights to come, spit up happening and a return to the pony-tail look with no time for mascara is cutting through the mush I have begun to feel on an almost daily basis. Double Damn! I am foiled again.Yesterday, despite dealing with a very difficult TD who could have doubled for a POW camp leader with her nasty tactics of pushing all my buttons and testing every limit, I put her down for a nap complete with extra stories and songs. Who knew POW task masters loved, "You are my Sunshine" that much? She looked at me, face suddenly soft and angelic with not a … [Read more...]
Back to School
I may be a lucky SOB of a blogger for not getting hate mail but I am a lazy one too. Quite spontaneously on Friday, we decided to blow our pop stand of a town and leave our community pool in the dust for the weekend. We headed south in search of cool riverside breezes and the ‘only for us’ pool that is my mother in law’s house. I feel like Wallace from ‘The Wire’ as I listen to a sound that has become foreign to me. It is the sound of crickets at night. Despite having such prehistorically large crickets in our basement that jump out at you like ghouls in the night, we do not ever hear them even in suburbia. I had forgotten lightening bugs existed as well. So here we are. No Wi-Fi for me and barely any cell reception, ridiculously behind on my work.T.D. as spoiled as ever by almost two … [Read more...]
The Lay-Off- A Month Done and Gone
So there it is. A full month has gone by since the day that H came home declaring himself no longer gainfully employed. So much has happened in the last few weeks and life has taken to flowing a whole new way.For one thing, we all sleep later. It is as if we are all on summer vacation. Fancy that. Except we are missing that carefree feeling of running to the ice cream truck and lazing by the pool. While H has devised a schedule of job hunting as a full time job and completing long overdue tasks around the house, my work has suffered. While I try to keep TD occupied and out of Daddy's hair it is almost impossible to do unless some electronic box is used to placate her. This annoys H to no end. When it's just TD and me we work together. She plays at my side while I try and diligently work … [Read more...]
What’s in a Name?
Dash Two's arrival is a mere four months away and when I think of all the things we have yet to do I become positively dizzy. It's not just getting T.D. into a new room and washing old baby clothes and gear but also naming this kid. We are officially stumped. Sure, we have a list of possible monikers but as of yet, nothing is standing out or is yelling, "SOLD!" I think part of the problem is when you name a kid you run into all sorts of comments and criticisms such as:A. If it is a girl- many people will say, "That sounds like a stripper!"B. "Your kid will get beat up with a name like that!"C. "Poor kid's destined to be a dork now".D. "Do you want your kid to be a psycho killer who murders you in your sleep?"orE. All of the above.So while we have searched websites, books, films and … [Read more...]
At Least Someone is Working
Hello from the unemployed front! We are in week two of all being under the same roof all the time. And while H has turned his job search into a full time job and I'm plugging away at all my little unpaid, ahem! someone throw me a bone here!, gigs we are for all intensive purposes a dual no-income household. Kick ass.Except T.D.She is apparently working. All the time. Whenever I ask her what she is doing, be it playing with Play-Doh or helping me sort laundry she tells me, "I'm working Mama! I'm working!" I don't have the heart to tell her we can't pay her for her services.She thinks we are working too. Yesterday morning as I cleaned the shower she came over and inspected my workmanship, hands on hips and intoned, "Mama working. Mama is working..." Funny, I thought when I quit that … [Read more...]
Good-bye Afternoon Naps
Oh, look- I'm home again. Jiggity Jig. After an uneventful car ride, seriously- I take back all I said about DVD players in cars for kids- that thing is a life-saver in the "WHAT?! We are not going back to Mem & Pep's house?!" meltdown moment that little portable player was a miracle worker- we arrived home safe and sound mid-day yesterday.Some things I noticed-I am back to eating fruit as a snack in under six hours. For some reason my parents house is a vortex for carb consuming. All I do is eat thigh thickening chips, ass-spreading brownies and more while I am there. I ingest fried foods as if I'm on shore leave and it cannot be stopped. Sure, I fall into many mid-morning and mid-afternoon, aw hell, mid-evening stupors more often than I care to admit, but I am powerless to stop … [Read more...]