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Know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em


I watched Parenthood last night. I’m really starting to like that show. Weird, how your tastes change to fit your lifestyle (I also read Redbook now, not Glamour anymore!). The characters on there are each coming to terms with their own struggles and as one sister fights to keep her teenage daughter close, her brother loses his job and finds out his wife is pregnant on the same day.

Know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em.
Sometimes as you go through life, while you struggle to be in control, you simply cannot. At these times, you have to let go and watch where life takes you.

My son turned six months today, I am starting my own business and we’re looking at buying a house that may be the tightest of stretches for us. All of this added together with the day to day life of a new family and the hormones of a new mother is too much for me to handle. This week, I’m folding, I’ll lean back and watch. Some of the chips will land where they will and as they do, the path will clear for me to control the others.


You know you’re a mom when…

Apparently I got old somewhere along the way. I didn’t notice it until it was pointed out to me by my coworker that keeps saying things like, “Wow, I was the youngest person on Jury Duty. Everyone else was old – I think the next eldest person was in their 30s.”

It bugged me to start with, but now I’ve decided to embrace it. So, in the spirit of getting older I feel I am allowed to start using parent terms without incrimination. I will start saying “wireless” meaning radio not cell phones and I will point out the ridiculous youth of today.

Prime example: What the hell is up with models these days? Check out the girl in the center from ShopBop.com:

Model posing, youth of today

This dress is like so heavy

What’s up with her? Is she so skinny she can’t hold herself up? Or is she just sick of modeling? Either way, I don’t want to spend $348.00 to wear this clearly heavy dress. Do you think it’s made of pink lacy chain mail? Can you imagine yourself like this at a party? I would think people would get awfully tired of me sighing. And I would spill my drink all over the carpet while shrugging off questions like, “Why are you standing like that?” and “Are you suffering from polio?”

You know you’re a mom when you want to tell high earning models to stand up straight.

Sophie’s home

We decided not to involve the cops in the Sophie the Giraffe kidnapping, and instead paid the $18.99 (plus shipping and handling) to Amazon.com. Five to seven days later, Sophie arrived home. Praise be to God!

Strangely, she’s cleaner than when she left. There were no remnants of last week’s oatmeal crusted on to any of her legs, let alone all of them and it made me wonder if she didn’t set this all up just to get a little R&R. No matter, she’s home now, Little Man is lovingly mouthing her nose as we speak.


Before and After: 8 weeks in vs. 8 weeks left

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The world’s most annoying mother: Gisele Bundchen

Gisele Bundchen is leading the poll of celebrities that irritate me the most. This is quite an accomplishment if you consider the world with Nancy Grace, Al Roker and Sarah Palin; however, the model has managed to get to the top of the list and stay there thanks to her belief that everyone needs to be like her.

She recently stated that it should be law for mothers to breastfeed. “I think breastfeeding really helped (me keep me figure). Some people here (in the US) think they don’t have to breastfeed, and I think ‘Are you going to give chemical food to your child when they are so little?’ I think there should be a worldwide law, in my opinion, that mothers should breastfeed their babies for six months.” Thank you Gisele; perhaps when requirements of a world leader include walking on a runway, we should take your advice to heart. Until then, how about we all do the best we can on an individual basis to raise healthy, well adjusted children?

According to her blog,  “Being committed to building a family, becoming a mother and raising a child with love and awareness is for me, the single biggest responsibility a woman could have.” I’m sure Bridget Moynahan thought the same thing when she was pregnant, right up until the moment Tom Brady left the heavily pregnant Moynahan for Gisele.

Gisele couldn’t just be satisfied to steal somebody else’s man, she had to grab all she could. In Vanity Fair, she claimed Moynahan’s son as “100% her child,” a comment that I’m sure thrilled his 100% mother. Who wouldn’t want their child to be claimed by a world-leading supermodel? I’m sure Bridget is grateful that her child is thrust into the public spotlight time and time again!

Ok, my rant is over!

Doctor Overload

Two months left to go!

Things I’m excited about: having my body to myself (bar the whole breastfeeding every hour or two – I’m happy in denial, leave me alone!), exercising (yes, you can hate me for saying that, I’ll hate myself about a month after the birth), sleeping on my stomach (see the comment following my first point), climbing on furniture without my husband freaking out, squatting and not getting stuck down there, sitting up without groaning, laying on my back without fear of harming the baby, sushi, sushi, sushi and a margarita (yes, yes, I know about the limitations of breastfeeding and drinking. Let me just state for the record, I will be good and you’re not my mother.) Oh, and meeting, holding and loving my little fella.

Things I’m not excited about: giving birth, the bodily byproducts of birth (holy crap man – you want to put an end to teen pregnancy, tell ’em about this part!), the flabby, doughy stomach post birth, the hair falling out, the extreme highs and lows of hormones getting realigned ( a couple friends introduced anti-depressants to their diet shortly after birth!), people’s “advice” (must get more used to saying “you’re not my mother”), did I mention the byproducts (whew, this is a nasty trick of mother nature).

And finally, the doctor’s visits. Yeah, I don’t know which category this fits in either. I guess I’m just sick of doctor’s visits and the guilt that any working woman feels taking the time out of the day. This month I have four, next month (my last month) I believe I am looking at around six. That’s a half hour for the visit, half hour for signing in and checking out and about an hour of waiting. Plus half an hour driving there and back. That’s just a check up, ultrasounds are a full four hour business at least. At least after the birth I will have the time off already to make these appointments. As it is now, I have to work that extra time at night to keep up with work and to not break into time that should be used for maternity leave.

Some suggestions:

Make the appointment at the same day and time every time. This way it’s easier to manage workload.

Get the very first appointment or the very last appointment of the day.

Have a smart phone (preferably an iphone, but that’s just me!)

Ikea – land of cheap necessities

Ikea rocks for kids. Ok, that’s not exactly true. If you take your child to Ikea, you are asking for a disaster in the form of losing said child, a hissy fit over toys or meatball mayhem. However, if you leave your child at home and go on child’s behalf – you’ll be the happiest clam in town! Target sells fitted crib sheets (circo) for $7.99 – not too bad right? Ikea sells 2 for $8.99.

Some other goodies to get there ( click the image for more details):

Ikea Burp Cloths - $3.99 for 2.

Ikea curtains (BARNSLIG RANDIG) - $19.99

Ikea Hooded towel

Hooded Towel (FABLER KANIN) -$9.99

Ikea socks for children

Socks for children, not babies (PATRULL) - $3.99

Ikea safety babyproofing

Babyproofing equipment - various prices

Ikea sippy cups

Sippy cups, kids plates, spoons, knives and forks.

Ikea baby bib

Baby Bibs - 5 for $3.99