What a weekend! There are weekends that just fly by and I feel as though I haven't had one at all and then there are those like this one that -although quick- leave me feeling refreshed and motivated for the week ahead.
I have recently joined a couple playgroups so the girls and I can socialize during the week. We have been able to go to a couple meet ups within the last week or so, but with kids, us mommies spend more time chasing after them then we do getting to know one another which is cool because it is more about them anyway. However, there are usually weekly mom's night out events in which it's just the moms and I attended my second MNO to have dinner at Macaroni Grill Friday night -first MNO was painting at Sips n' Strokes where we got to paint...so much fun- with 2 other lovely ladies. I must admit that I was kinda nervous to go to a restuarant with two almost strangers (we met once at a playdate). I always hate that awkard 'we have nothing in common' silent thing...something like a blind date. But, it was not at all like that. It was almost like the 3 of us had been friends forever because not only were there no akward silences but we ended up closing Macaroni Grill down (3 hours later) we had so much to talk about. I really think that motherhood gives you an appreciation and love for other mom's and no matter how different you may be there is a connection between women who are sharing the same experiences through the mom life. I got home and was in such a good mood that I didn't care that Justin's boys night had -not surprisingly- ended until 2 AM. The guys just don't know when to call it a night.
Then Saturday we went to my favorite breakfast place, J Christopher's while we waited for the kid's consignment place to go through the 3 large totes of Mia clothes I was selling (that's a whole different blog, haha). Got home and got ready for Mia's 6 month pictures. At that point, there was a brief flop in my happy weekend when I couldn't find ANYTHING to wear because I HATE HATE HATE MY CLOTHES as I said a dozen times while I stared at my closet in disgust (won't even get into that now). But, I eventually found something halfway descent to put on and we headed to MiMi's so our very talented photographer friend could do his thing. And a great job he did...can't wait to get those pictures in.
Saturday night my little sister came over with my niece and just like Friday night the two of us just sat and talked and talked and talked. Today we took the girls to lunch while the dads cleared out the two rooms at his mom's house that we will be moving into and took all the stuff to storage. Mia and Elysia fell asleep on the way home and napped for another couple hours giving us time to give eachother mani's and pedi's. I wanted to paint my toenails Saturday for our pictures and only got one big toe done before Mia needed me and I forgot about it so it was nice of Monica to finish up the other 9 toes for me.
So, now I am getting ready to cuddle up to my sleeping baby and get ready for tomorrow. I am really excited to be starting a -sort of- new job. Since we are moving I will no longer be keeping a house full of kiddies which I will and won't miss (also another a future blog topic). I really want to be with my daughter these first few years and we are both sacrificing a lot to be able to make it happen (hence no more professional pedi's and sucky wardrobe) but I am willing to do whatever to share this time with her which is why I am not working the ol' nine to fiver.
Anyway, I was taking care of three one year olds at home which was one of the most rewarding and tiring experiences of my life. And now I have been given a great opportunity to become a full time nanny at the home of one of the sweet little girls I was keeping, which I am starting tomorrow. So, I am going from 4 kids to two and let me tell you that after having 4, two is a walk in the park! Not only that I have grown to love the other baby as my own and I can't wait for her and Mia to grow up together.
This blog has turned out to be much longer and quite scattered in topics than intended, but to sum it up I had a great weekend and was refreshed with lots of girl talk and family time. I also have a bright outlook on my new job that I can still bring my girl to. God definetly has his hands on our family and we are blessed beyond what we deserve and so thankful.
Oops how could I almost forget?! Mia said her first word Saturday. Justin, Solomon and I were giving her a bath and clear as day she said "Mommy"!!!!!!!!!!! I can't even explain the feeling.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Booger Momster
I used to be one of those people who would ask for another table if we were sat next to a screaming child. I found that attending baby showers was a friendship obligation. Our TV didn't know what Sesame Street or Barney was. I found poopy diapers, spit up and snotty noses to be nothing less that revolting. When I shopped I shopped! When I slept I slept! and it seemed all I had was "me time"...in fact I had so much I had never even heard of "me time".
Fast forward to today. Yes you guessed it...my kid is the screaming child in the restaurant. I have not only discovered Barney and re-discovered Sesame Street but those two little shows now have a place in my heart. I don't know why but even my 6 month old LOVES that sometimes creepy purple dinosaur and honestly Sesame Street Rocks! I now get excited when I get a baby shower invite in the mail because it's somewhere I can not only bring Mia, but people are usually so baby-happy that she gets passed around the whole time -which means I can go pee, twiddle my thumbs or whatever...I have two hands. When I shop it's A: Mia comes with and I have a 30 min time frame to hurry up and get what I need and before my shoulders go numb (she is happiest in the Baby Bjorn carrier) or she is hungry, has a dirty diaper, is just crying to cry or B: I ask daddy and in that case I also have a 30 min window because well any of the previous may happen to him and I should be home for that.
Sleeping, ah sleeping...I don't even know what that means anymore but I hope to have that little luxury back someday. I know it sounds bad yet I get the crazy thought sometimes that it would be nice to take a couple Tylenol PM's and lock the door and not wake up for a whole 12 hrs. I would definitely count that as a whole month's worth of "me time". Isn't that funny? "Me time" cracked me up when I first heard someone say she needed it and now I crack up at myself when I realize I would put that on my list of favorite things in life. If you don't know that the importance of it yet, have kids...you will!
My normal weekday was get up (from 8+ hours of sleep), brush teeth, take shower, blow dry hair, fix hair, put on makeup, dress in cute outfit, stop at Starbucks, go to work, come home dress in comfies, make a glass of wine (or two), watch favorite afternoon show, and go out to dinner (preferably not next to crying child) or cook on special occasions and go to bed. Oh and weekends were about the same minus work plus a glass of wine. Now I must shower (due to spit up or boogies in hair), I have to have coffee due to lack of sleep, my comfies are about all that fit, I am struggling to find something to put together for dinner (God forbid I have to go to the grocery) and my wine rack has become a holder for spit up rags and blankies.
Yet, at the end of the day as I am giving Mia a bath and she is giggling as she soaks me with water I am smiling and laughing more than I ever did and I as am putting lotion on those chunky legs and putting her to bed with a story I feel more love in my heart than I ever knew I had. So, all those stinky diapers I changed and all that snot I wiped from her nose was all worth it and I am so blessed to get to do it another day!!!
Fast forward to today. Yes you guessed it...my kid is the screaming child in the restaurant. I have not only discovered Barney and re-discovered Sesame Street but those two little shows now have a place in my heart. I don't know why but even my 6 month old LOVES that sometimes creepy purple dinosaur and honestly Sesame Street Rocks! I now get excited when I get a baby shower invite in the mail because it's somewhere I can not only bring Mia, but people are usually so baby-happy that she gets passed around the whole time -which means I can go pee, twiddle my thumbs or whatever...I have two hands. When I shop it's A: Mia comes with and I have a 30 min time frame to hurry up and get what I need and before my shoulders go numb (she is happiest in the Baby Bjorn carrier) or she is hungry, has a dirty diaper, is just crying to cry or B: I ask daddy and in that case I also have a 30 min window because well any of the previous may happen to him and I should be home for that.
Sleeping, ah sleeping...I don't even know what that means anymore but I hope to have that little luxury back someday. I know it sounds bad yet I get the crazy thought sometimes that it would be nice to take a couple Tylenol PM's and lock the door and not wake up for a whole 12 hrs. I would definitely count that as a whole month's worth of "me time". Isn't that funny? "Me time" cracked me up when I first heard someone say she needed it and now I crack up at myself when I realize I would put that on my list of favorite things in life. If you don't know that the importance of it yet, have kids...you will!
My normal weekday was get up (from 8+ hours of sleep), brush teeth, take shower, blow dry hair, fix hair, put on makeup, dress in cute outfit, stop at Starbucks, go to work, come home dress in comfies, make a glass of wine (or two), watch favorite afternoon show, and go out to dinner (preferably not next to crying child) or cook on special occasions and go to bed. Oh and weekends were about the same minus work plus a glass of wine. Now I must shower (due to spit up or boogies in hair), I have to have coffee due to lack of sleep, my comfies are about all that fit, I am struggling to find something to put together for dinner (God forbid I have to go to the grocery) and my wine rack has become a holder for spit up rags and blankies.
Yet, at the end of the day as I am giving Mia a bath and she is giggling as she soaks me with water I am smiling and laughing more than I ever did and I as am putting lotion on those chunky legs and putting her to bed with a story I feel more love in my heart than I ever knew I had. So, all those stinky diapers I changed and all that snot I wiped from her nose was all worth it and I am so blessed to get to do it another day!!!
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