Spunky Mommy

Want to feel helpless? Take care of a sick child.

2008-07-18T07:00:00.000-04:00

Spunky Baby is sick.

Rewind six weeks: he got a stuffy nose 5 days after he entered daycare. Ah...three weeks later, it hadn't gone away so I brought him to the doctor: sinus infection and double ear infection, plus an abscess in his mouth where a tooth was coming in. Lucky him! So a round of antibiotics and voila! he's better three days into his ten day medication. I finished the meds as the doctor said, but near the end, he relapsed. So I called his doctor and the nurse said that it was most likely a different cold. That was three weeks ago. Over the next 10 days I called three times. Without a fever, it's not an infection so it's just a cold and will go away. OK...

He woke up Wednesday with a fever. I made an appointment and brought him in - to find out his ear infection (most likely) never went away and he needs to go on a different medication.

But this is the first time I've had to deal with a fever.

No fun. Limp, lethargic, moaning little boy with his head on my shoulder day and night. Even Children's Motrin isn't touching this thing. Poor little man.

The only thing that helps?

Freeze Pops with Pedialyte! No joke! I had no idea they made these. When I was little and was sick, my mom used to buy me popsicles. That helped replace some of the fluid lost. Years later, they came out with this Pedialyte stuff that helps with the electrolytes and other stuff lost while you are sick. NOW they combine them! Spunky Baby won't touch yogurt, crackers, or fruit. But he will eat his pops and reduce his fever. YIPPEE!

I just wish there was something I can do to make my baby all better...

First Steps: Where Were You?

2008-07-14T20:37:00.007-04:00

Where were you when your baby took his/her first steps? Holding out your arms waiting for him to fall into them in a fit of giggles? Clapping with her as she smiles and holds her head up proud as a peacock?

I was in Manhattan. Five hours from my son.

At least I think I was. I'm not sure. I mean, I know where I was today, but I'm not sure they really were his first steps. So, I have to ask my mom friends: what, exactly, qualifies as first steps? One? Two? Three? Across the room? To an object?

Spunky Baby took his first real step on Thursday, July 10th. One step. Then, boom, down on the diaper. But a major first step! Then this weekend, he stood up on his own - without holding onto anything - for longer than he ever had before - maybe 30 or 45 seconds total.

Yesterday we had a house full of guests, so distractions were all around. He literally had 8 adults and 2 kids cheering him on as he stood there (see videos below) and took not one but TWO steps! Is that considered walking? If so, sweet! I was there and I even got it on camera.

Step one...(click photo or here to launch video)

Step two...(click photo or here to launch video)

Step two and a half...(click photo or here to launch video)

This morning I woke up at 4:00 and was on a 6:30 flight to LaGuardia - NYC. We had meetings all day for work. Spunky Daddy is doing a great job playing Mr. Mom while I am away (I'll be home tomorrow night). It's my first time away from Spunky Baby overnight (aside from the night me and Spunky Daddy left him and went out to dinner...) and the first time that Spunky Daddy is in charge for a full 48 hours.

He called as I was driving out of the city: Spunky Baby took three steps tonight.

Sigh.

My little man is growing up. So, all you parents out there...what did you use as the benchmark for "first steps" in the baby book? I'm curious to see if I was there and didn't pay much attention (one step), there and took video (two steps) or hundreds of miles away (three steps).

As guilty as I feel about being away from him tonight, I know he will be waiting for me with a big smile and open arms for a mommy-hug when I get home tomorrow. I hope traffic cooperates and brings me home before his bedtime...

Where was this when I needed it? Wishpot Delivers.

2008-07-02T21:24:00.005-04:00

If you've read my blog for awhile, you'll know that I don't typically dedicate a whole post to a product or service endorsement. Bash? Yeah, guilty. But it's gotta be out-of-this-world for me to retreat to a quiet spot alone before or after Spunky Baby is in bed and Spunky Daddy is chillin' on the couch to write this...

The back story is a long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (hmmm...or maybe it was on twitter a couple of months ago) I met an amazing woman. Her name is Jessica Smith and we seem to have a lot in common so it was an easy cyber-friendship. When I announced I was making a career change, she confided that she, too, was making a major move just days later.

Her major move: Chief Mom Expert for WishPot.

How cool is that?!?!

Do you know what WishPot is? In a nutshell, it's an online registry where you can aggregate items into a wishlist without restricting visitors/purchasers to retailers in particular. But, Wishpot was primarily a wedding registry site. This is where it gets cool: since the baby registries were not yet live nor announced, Jessica recruited several of us to be "Mom Experts" for Wishpot - we created wishlists as guides for other new or soon-to-be moms to use as resources for building their own baby registries and wishlists. That way, if you want a gorgeous custom layette from a boutique, you can register for just that without "making" a registry at the store, and still use Target, Babies R Us, etc. to register for other items. It also helps gift-givers bargain shop (if one store has your registry item on sale, you aren't locked in to get it at the other store).

I made several lists and was sure to add in comments - an important differentiator from other sites and registries. So, even though something is on the list doesn't mean it's a must-have. In fact, I am quite honest about my product reviews and some things were not wise in retrospect. So, hopefully the knowledge I have will be passed on to OTHER people via this wonderful service!

Want to see Sarah the Spunky Mommy's Mom Expert lists on Wishpot? Click here!

Yesterday, Jessica and Wishpot issued a press release (ah, my other life!) which was an uber-cool announcement titled "Wishpot Delivers a Baby Shopping Space with a Social Twist and Announces Partnership with TotSpot." Check it out - it features a quote by yours truly! WHOO HOOO! Here's the quote:

"It's like having a bunch of moms holding out their hands to help figure out what's worth it (and what's not!). I am happy to offer my own lists to make recommendations for all the moms-to-be so they can learn from my experience, and I look to moms of toddlers to help me make smart purchases for my son as he grows." -- Mom Expert, Sarah LaLiberte of Spunky Mommy

Oh, and make sure to also check out the Wishpot Baby Blog.

So anyway, I feel extremely privileged to be part of the elite group of Mom Experts for Wishpot. If anyone wants me to review their products on Wishpot or Spunky Mommy, I'm open so please let me know! I have to say that the last 12+ years as a PR gal make me extremely curious about the OTHER side of the business so fire away. Spunky Baby is 10.5 months now and we are having the time of our lives!!!

Congrats, Jessica, on a job MORE than well done. BRAVO and KUDOS to you! If you are reading this, you KNOW you can use this or you know someone who can so what are you waiting for? Go check it out!!!

Then and Now

2008-06-23T12:30:00.004-04:00

Similar photos taken 10 months apart:

Age: 6 days old VS 10 months, 6 days old.

Weight: 7 lbs 5 oz VS 18 lbs 9 oz.

Length: 21 inches VS 30 inches.

Quote of the Week: Geography Lessons

2008-06-23T11:41:00.004-04:00

Quote of the weekend:

"Guess what? I leave for Austria on Saturday! I can't wait - I'm so excited - I've never been to Germany before!"

- 12-year-old Spunky Kid about his upcoming baseball exchange trip...

We have a lot of work to do...I'm buying him a geography book to take on the plane.

(Editor's note: Actually there were TWO funny quotes this weekend...click here to read the other one on my "Chick on a Boat" blog)

Three brothers are we (plus Dad)

2008-06-23T11:32:00.003-04:00

Check out the three brothers and Dad! Ages 22, 10 months, shall-not-be-told, and 12. What do you think? Who looks like whom? (Is that correct? I'm off grammar duty...)

Happy Summer!

2008-06-20T15:34:00.002-04:00

The guys on the radio said today is the first day of Summer. WOOT! Happy Summer!

Spunky Baby has a terrible head cold. He's wheezing and sneezing and all sorts of other 'zing things that are yucky. It's not fun for him. But it's amusing to hear a 10-month-old talk when his voice is hoarse. Yes, happy Summer...

He saw a woodchuck in our yard yesterday and totally freaked out - trying to climb out of my arms to go down and pet (what I assume he thinks is) the kitty. Uh, no...bad kitty.

And, now that Summer is here, his love of watermelon continues. Thank goodness! I swear he's one big watermelon lately!

Here a snip, there a snip...

2008-06-16T15:03:00.004-04:00

...everywhere a snip snip.

How much cutting is required to qualify as "first haircut"? If a snip here and there - bangs and over ears specifically - qualifies, than yesterday (Father's Day, June 15th 2008) Spunky Baby had his first haircut!

Before, with major bedhead...

After, with kinda crooked bangs but a smile.

Who knew a baby could be so squirmy??? But we have a few tufts of light brown hair in a ziplock baggie to keep forever!

Location, Location, Location

2008-06-12T09:21:00.002-04:00

When we decided to start a family, I never put much thought into the state in which we live. I don't mean mental or physical state - I mean "New Hampshire." Our house has an extra bedroom for our child, it is in a nice neighborhood on a dead-end street, there are decent public schools and tons of affordable private school options nearby, etc. I focused on the small picture.

Little did I know, the decision to relocate to New Hampshire in 2005 was actually a very wise move!

Today's headline: New Hampshire rated No. 1 for kids

Huh! Yeah, I knew that. I agree for the most part - no place will ever be ideal - but overall, it is a wonderful place. I'm happy to call New Hampshire "home". Now, if we can just get rid of the "Live Free or Die" license plates...

Wordless Wednesday: Tribute to New England's Heat Wave

2008-06-11T06:20:00.001-04:00

The EXTERNAL air thermometer reading in my car at 4:06 p.m. in Bedford, MA on 6/10/08 (the good news is it was down to 104 when I got home an hour later!)

http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/

You can call me "Flower" if you want to...

2008-06-10T14:10:00.004-04:00

When you see an orphan animal, your heart aches and you just want to help.

This weekend, we made an unlikely friend: a baby skunk.

You can call me "Flower" if you want to...from Disney's Bambi

Flower joined us for a day at camp - he was calm, friendly and didn't stink! The kids got a kick out of seeing a baby skunk, and the adults were very cautious about letting the kids come close to a wild animal.

The skunk will do quite well in its new home although we will miss seeing him.

Who knows what new adventure next weekend will bring!?

Mini Furniture Is Just Plain CUTE

2008-05-28T15:42:00.001-04:00

Work With Me Here

2008-05-28T15:23:00.004-04:00

Camping.

Well, if you call spending our weekend in a 35 foot long fifth wheel with central heat/air, a bunkhouse for three in the back room, queen bedroom in front, kitchen/living area, 27" HDTV w/ DVD and surround sound, and even a central vac "camping." But, we are on a lake in a small campground in Vermont, so camping it is.

Spunky Baby has been camping since he was two weeks old. He doesn't remember much about camping though, nor the rides to camp which run us about three hours. He slept for the first 2 hours of our trip. Then he woke up and couldn't understand why the heck he was 1) still in the car and 2) hungry. The last hour was very, very long...

But, we opened up camp and settled in for a gorgeous weekend. The weather forecast told us that it was going to be "one to remember" with sunny skies, summer temperatures, etc.

Reality: mid-50s and rainy with wind.

And the boat and the truck both broke (that's a whole other story).

So, while the others braved the weather, I turned up the heat and popped in Disney's Ratatouille while I made dinner.

Uh, oh...

I have a booster seat...but nothing to strap it to (there are padded benches but no rungs to attach the booster straps to avoid tipping - and he'll tip!)

Hmmm...

Well, I have a step stool.

TA-DA!

Instant high chair.

Spunky Baby does dinner and a movie in style...

A high chair where once was none.

Happy Provider Appreciation Day

2008-05-09T15:13:00.002-04:00

Today, May 9, 2008, is Provider Appreciation Day. Timing is perfect - just before Mother's Day! I know I couldn't have gone back to work in November when Spunky Baby was just 10 weeks old unless I found a great babysitter - and I was lucky to have found her. Next month she moves far, far away and we are going to miss her. I've lined up childcare, but life without her won't be the same. She's like family. Thank you for all that you do!!!!!!!! I had planned to give her a little Mom's Day gift, so learning about this day of recognition and the timing of it is ideal!

To that end, anyone have any ideas on going-away gifts? I already have a few in mind (and a couple ordered) but I'm looking for something nice to give her as a lasting memory - always remind her of her time with Spunky Baby.

You are getting sleepy

2008-04-29T15:32:00.002-04:00

I thought MY little one was the only one who did this!

Note: click on the photo to launch the video on cnn.com

Traveling Man (with crib issues)

2008-04-29T07:44:00.012-04:00

Spunky Baby will never be the same.

He's mobile. Truly mobile.

Crawling forward and backward. Falling down, rolling over, sitting up, and pulling himself into a standing position. He's trying to "furniture cruise" but having a difficult time walking sideways. He's mastered forward-walking-holding-Mommy/Daddy's-hands. He's getting faster every day.

And we are tired. So tired. I know we were lucky and never experienced sleep deprivation. Now that he's so active, we never stop moving as we are literally following him around as he attempts to terrorize our house.

Nothing is safe. Baby-proofing (an ongoing process) has begun in earnest.

Sigh.

But here's my delima: Spunky Baby is having trouble going to bed now. If he's extremely tired, he fusses for a bit and falls asleep. But if he's just tired and it's time for bed, forget it. We've always put him in his crib awake so he's learned to put himself to sleep. Now that he's so active, I put him down on his back and he rolls over, sits up, pulls up on the crib bars and looks like a prisoner in jail as he yells at us "GET ME OUTTA HERE! I WANT TO MOVE AROUND!!!"

I always thought that if we got to this point that we would just "wait it out" and he would eventually fall asleep. I believed that children are "safe" in their cribs. I didn't realize the dangers...

So, try to picture this: Spunky Baby is standing on the edge of his crib mattress looking out through the bars. One foot slips under the breathable bumper and out between two bars and he falls. Now his one thigh is caught between two bars and one entire leg is outside the crib. But, because it wasn't both legs, his other leg is inside the crib (doing the splits) and his poor little face bangs the crib bars and he's squished up against the bars and immobile. So he SCREAMS and I run to help - it's actually quite a challenge to dislodge this little leg with a hysterical child flailing around. That's why I don't have a photo to show you what actually happened.

A view of the slats on his crib...with the breathable bumper. See the problem?

And it didn't happen once. Twice. No - three times in ONE DAY.

I've moved the bumper down to try to stop this problem and now, because it's lower in the front, he is stepping on it to try and push it down or, if he's lying down, he gets his leg up over it and out of the crib: stuck again.

Do any baby product companies have a product that will remedy this problem? I'll try to get some photos next time he does it - because I know he will - but when he screams I rush in to help and think about photos after the fact.

Double sigh.

He's at the stage now where he's falling asleep in funny positions. His latest was sitting up (the photo doesn't do it justice - he's sitting up, slumped over onto blankets on his lap, sound asleep. Awww....

My sleepy little boy gives in and falls asleep sitting up, slumped over.

Ode to Lemons

2008-04-22T14:41:00.004-04:00

A fellow mommy-blogger and tweeter (twitterer?), Simbaco, contacted me last week.

TAG! I'm it! Here's the inside scoop project Lemonade Meme.

I had to do some soul searching to find just the right topic. She posed the challenge (below) and offered the perspective: "I believe sometimes the worst in life can become the best in life."

Rules:

* Copy and paste these rules to your blog post.

* Link back to person who tagged you.

* Write about an incident in your life you first thought was really bad, but ended up being a blessing.

* Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.

* Let each person you tagged know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

(* And if you want some extra good karma - link back to her original Lemonade Meme post too.)

To preface, one of the things that this meme made me realize is just how good my life is. I have a wonderful husband who loves me more than anything in the world, an adorable, perfect little baby boy who is happy and healthy (and sleeps through the night), an extended family who would do anything for me, a wonderful home, comfortable job...all the things I would ever want or need. It was really a challenge to move beyond the daily ups and downs and find a true defining moment.

I had several personal events floating in my head, but they seem so distant. So, I am opting to write about something I am going through right now. It may not be as major as some of the other Lemonade Meme bloggers' events, but I think the message is important so I will say what's on my mind.

I have a lot of changes on the horizon. Suffice to say that I may be turning my life upside-down in the near future (and stay tuned to hear about all these wonderful new developments!). However, in looking at the bigger picture, last week my husband brought me back down to Earth.

Reality Check: None of these things matter!

Who cares where we live or work or what car we drive. Seriously? Should I care? Do you think my son cares? No one who is important in my life really cares. What matters is that my family is together and happy and healthy. That's all that matters.

And because I have them, I am whole.

Sometimes life gets in the way and overshadows what's really important. I have a smiling little boy to remind me why I am here: I'm the best Mommy in the whole wide world to him. And a loving husband kisses my cheek and wakes up beside me every day: I'm be best wife in the world to him. Sure, other women may be better moms or wives to their family, but to mine, I'm the best and that's all that matters.

So, the lemons I've been experiencing these last few months while stressing about making big decisions gave me a big, tall, cool glass of lemonade this weekend - just in time for the warmer Spring weather. I am blessed and I am grateful.

Other decisions? Well, they still are on the horizon. Maybe closer. Who knows? I need to take a step back and realize that fate has a hand in everything that happens. I offer the world my best and if it's meant to be, then it will be. Otherwise, it wasn't right and the invisible hand was guiding me away, telling me to be patient as something better will come along.

Promise?

Promise.

Now, I have to tag a few other bloggers...some are friends, some are my favorite blogs! Don't think I can keep it to six...this is too good not to share.

Chicky Chicky Baby

Three Dogs and a Baby

A Mommy Story

Mommy Needs A Cocktail

Playgroups are No Place for Children

Ladybug's Picnic

Petroville

Mommy Bits

Adventures Of Monkey Mama

A Deaf Mom Shares Her World

Mom To Two Scouts

Trendy Mommies

I will leave a comment on you site to let you know you've been tagged. Make sure to let me know when you post! If you aren't on this list and want to join the lemonade meme party, leave a comment below and just follow the rules.

Peace. Happy Earth Day everyone.

CompUSA: Customer Service 2.0

2008-04-14T14:04:00.003-04:00

Well, they came through. Amazing what a blog post can do.

CompUSA - I hand it to you. You are doing things the RIGHT way. You listen, respond when appropriate, and make things happen. A very frustrated customer last week is now (almost) a happy customer. All I have to do is fax you a copy of my original agreement and things will be handled appropriately. Happy customer achieved! And I'll get a check for $330!

Thank you, CompUSA and Lonny, for listening.

We've been customers of TigerDirect for years and now that CompUSA and TigerDirect are together, you'll see more of us.

If only...

2008-04-14T06:41:00.001-04:00

Last night the movie "If Only" was on when we turned on the TV, so we pressed "rewind" which brought us back to the beginning (ah, the joys of DVR) and watched it. Well, I have to say, Spunky Daddy watched it, while I juggled an octopus on my lap and caught every fifth word before finally letting him fill his belly with Cherrios and putting him to bed. However, I've become very good at this and therefore was able to take in the movie with the ease of an octo-ped handler.

I have refrained from doing a google search - I have no idea if the movie was a blockbuster or bomb, and have no idea what other people thought.

My comment - huh?

WARNING: Spoilers Ahead

I watch movies for the feel-good effect. I love comedies and avoid dramas. I like sci-fi but hate horror. "If Only" is a drama with some comedy - a great love story. I thought I was going to walk away filled with love and appreciation. Sigh....

Summary: Jennifer Love Hewitt's character Sam is a budding professional musician living in London. She is in love with this corporate-type guy Ian. Ian is constantly focusing on "me" and forgets about the biggest day of Sam's life - her graduation concert. So, they have an argument before he leaves for his big work presentation. He flubs the presentation, goes to her concert, ignores her music students, takes her out to dinner where (with prompting) he tells her he "adores" her and thinks they should "soldier on", then he informs her he isn't going to her mom's wedding next week in the US because he has work to do. She is very upset, tells him she may not come back, gets in a cab and the cab gets in an accident - she dies. bring out the tissues.

The next morning, Ian wakes up and in "Groundhog-Day" style (minus the comedy), he finds he's reliving the same day so he decides to try to either 1) change fate or 2) make today the best day ever.

The love story of that day is awesome! So awesome that I thought it would have a happy ending!!

WRONG.

(Here's the spoiler)

HE DIES! Instead of her, HE dies! But he tells her how much he loves her and appreciates her and shows her the best day of her life in the meantime. But, did I mention, HE DIES!?!?!

I dreamt about this all night after the movie was done. Umm....aren't these things suppose to have a happy ending? The guy realized the error of his ways so give him a break! Now Sam has to live with the death of her love! I understand lots of good came out of the day they spent together, and she knew how much he loved her when he died, but seriously?! How could they do this?!?!

I needed a warning.

"THIS IS NOT A WARM AND FUZZY LOVE STORY MOVIE!"

No. I was blindsided.

My husband always says to me (while we are squabbling over stupid stuff) "What if something happened and we were upset about this? Would you want this to be the last thing you remember?" No. You are right. It's not worth getting upset over so many little things. But if the moral of the story is "Do the right thing and instead of someone else dying, you will!" I may have a harder time internalizing it.

Now, I'm exaggerating. The love story did make me smile. I just wish I hadn't watched the end. I liked it better that way. Lesson or no lesson - I don't want to watch anyone die and the people that they leave behind have to carry on with the pain involved.

Another Customer Service Catastrophe: CompUSA

2008-04-11T09:13:00.003-04:00

What is it with bad customer service lately?

Twitter complaints are up and things are getting done, so I figured since the *telephone* isn't doing me any good, I would tell you about my experience.

CompUSA sold us a television back in 2005 - one of the big-screen LCD TVs that you can't easily put in a car and move around. We are not usually ones to purchase extended warranties, but after talking to friends and the rep at the store, we realized that if even a BULB goes on this thing that it will be a several hundred dollar repair. Much more than the cost of the extended warranty. OK...sign us up! Paid, TV came home, everyone was happy.

Until this week.

I've spent HOURS on the phone with poor customer service people at "Assurance Solutions" in Atlanta, GA - the person I spoke to (Mia) wouldn't give me her name or number (WHY?!?!) to contact her directly and said that the warranty I had with CompUSA was transferred to them with the specific exclusion to NOT cover TV bulbs (A $330 repair) - that the physical CompUSA stores used to cover bulbs so yes, my original contract had bulb coverage, but now that there are no more CompUSA stores, bulbs are no longer covered.

Does this sound like breech of contract to you?

I'm furious. Going to try to get in touch with CompUSA corporate. How absurd!!! I'm going on day 4 - faced with a long, rainy weekend - with NO TV because these guys can't honor a contract I paid A LOT OF MONEY FOR back in 2003.

If anyone knows how to help move this along, please email me at sarahlaliberte@yahoo.com. Thanks.

Say Cheese...that's not what I had in mind

2008-04-04T12:42:00.002-04:00

Spunky Baby is learning that when I hold up the shiny silver box, make faces, and beg "say cheese!" it means a really bright light is going to blind him in the immediate future and he might as well just ham it up because it's beyond his control.

WARNING: Ridiculously cute and funny images below - proceed with caution...

Here I am, cute as can be, a normal baby...

Mommy says "Say Cheese" so I start to ham it up...

This is fun - maybe I should do this all the time now?

If I pucker up and add a "grr" maybe they'll laugh...

Now I'll just look like I'm holding my breathe until she puts that camera away.

WHERE DO THEY LEARN THIS STUFF?!?!?!

It's (going to be) A GIRL (in August)

2008-04-04T10:38:00.003-04:00

No, not my child. I'm not expecting. Sorry.

I'm going to have a new niece! We just found out - it's a girl - child #3 for my little sister. We haven't shopped for girl things in 7 years. Oh, where to start!!!

I have a few more months before being a new Auntie - again! *BIG SMILES*

Childcare: Good help is so hard to find!

2008-04-03T06:57:00.002-04:00

I'm picky. Sometimes I can't even put my finger on why I like/don't like something, but I have an opinion. And I second guess it. all. the. time.

I admit it!

I'm also pretty lazy when it comes to certain things - it's not unusual to hear me say "please don't ask me to stop at the grocery store on the way home" and "I sure hope my car has enough gas so I don't have to fill up before my commute this morning."

Last night, my wonderful (add every good adjective you can think of here and it'll describe her) sitter called. She is moving - out of the country - and gave her notice for June 1st.

I knew this was coming - she was honest back in November when she took the gig that she would not be staying more than a few months. She even told me in January she thought it would be sometime in July. I nodded and said that I would start working on a replacement. I didn't. I was in total denial.

June is two months away. I don't want to let her go! She loves Spunky Baby (almost) as much as we do. She has watched him since he was 10 weeks old. She is at my house 50 hours a week. She comes over on snow days to watch him while I telecommute. She babysits overnight once a month when we have a date night and get home super-late. She never minds me being 15 or 30 minutes late because I had to *grumble grumble* stop at the grocery store or if traffic was bad. She's always on-time, dependable, caring, etc. - all the things I look for in a sitter. And she is affordable - a rare gem these days. Plus she lives three doors down and walks to our house! How spoiled am I? We love her and she's a part of our family. I know this has been a difficult decision for her as well. But I'm selfish. She's great and I don't want to lose her.

Now, sadly I must find someone else. Daycare? Sitter? Nanny? My house? Someone else's? Center? Other kids? Ages? Location? Cost? Licensed? I issued a plea to friends and family for assistance in finding a suitable replacement - I really would like a personal recommendation rather than resorting to Craigslist or online sites. (Here's where the picky and lazy problems arise.) I have a list of qualities I would like in the next sitter. Yep, I'm being picky. No matter what list I put together, I'm confident that "I'll know it when I see it" once again when the fit is right. I just started looking today and I'm already in a panic about finding someone.

I do believe that beyond the emotional separation, childcare is the hardest part about being a mom working outside the home.

Songs about children, pregnancy, twins?

2008-03-31T12:28:00.003-04:00

When I was expecting Spunky Baby, there was a song on the radio that made me cry every time I heard it - The Riddle by Five for Fighting. It's a happy song - a song about the relationship between a parent and a child. I still cry when I hear it!

A good friend of mine is about to have twins - a girl and a boy. WHEEEE!!!!!!!!!

So I am putting together a basket of baby gifts. Aside from the usual stuff, I am compiling a list of songs I need to download and burn to a "Welcome Home Babies" CD for her. Over the last month or so I've heard songs and thought "I need to put that song on the CD!" Did I write them down? Of course not! Now I only have a couple of weeks before the little ones arrive.

I'm issuing a plea for help.

Help!

Here are the songs I have so far, plus some other ideas that are either “older” children songs (as they get married or move away), songs about unconditional love that make me cry, or songs about children, pregnancy, etc. I found through google searches:

Let Them Be Little, Billy Dean
Handprints on the Wall, Kenny Rogers
In My Daughter’s Eyes, Martina McBride
One Boy, One Girl, Collin Raye
American Child, Phil Vassar
Butterfly Kisses, Bob Carlisle
Two People Fell In Love, Brad Paisley
My Wish, Rascal Flatts
My Front Porch Looking In, Lonestar
When a Man Needs a Woman, Beach Boys
Baby Mine, lots of people such as Bette Middler
Daughters, John Mayer
Miracle, Celine Dion
Beautiful Boy, John Lennon
Thank Goodness for Kids, Kenny Chesney
Baby Mine, Dumbo
Daddy’s Hands, Holly Dunn
Real Life, Jeff Carson
Baby Shoes, Clint Black
Lily’s Lullaby, Clink Black
Baby of Mine, Alison Krause
Creed, Arms Wide Open
I Loved Her First, Heartland
Stealing Cinderella, Chuck Wicks
There Goes My Life, Kenny Chesney
All American Girl, Carrie Underwood
Ready, Set, Don’t Go, Billy Ray & Milley Cyrus
Father & Daughter, Paul Simon
You Can Close Your Eyes, James Taylor
When Your Love Someone, Bryan Adams

Does anyone have any other ideas? Not all of these are appropriate for her, and most are country (it's what I tend to listen to...but she listens to a lot of other stuff so I want to include a good mix.)

My goals is to make her a wonderful gift. I know a side effect will be lots of tears from a postpardum hormonal mom, but she'll still love it, right?

You know there are songs that made you cry when you were about to become a parent...and songs that make you teary today as a parent! What tugs YOUR heart strings? Please leave a comment with your suggestions!

Wooden Block 1, Baby 0

2008-03-31T06:48:00.000-04:00

I never believed it existed until I became a parent, but yes, there is such as thing as parenting instinct. I am a pretty laid back (albeit Spunky) mom, and I tend to let my little guy explore and learn on his own. As long as he's not in real danger, he's free to explore if he bumps his head, then hopefully he'll learn "the dinosaur is hard - remember not to headbutt it next time I am playing."

At 7.5 months, he is VERY curious. He's been sitting for 2 months and is bored with just sitting, so now he leans forward onto his two hands and moves his legs/feet into classic crawl position. Then he rocks back and forth. He was content (and proud!) with this for about a week. We thought, "oh, he's getting ready to crawl!" That changed this weekend. Just getting into the crawl position has become "so yesterday." Now he's determined to move forward. He just hasn't figured out how to do that part yet, so he typically move one hand and lunges forward about a foot. He flops down on his belly and wiggles like a fish - all four limbs flailing. Of course, this gets him no closer to his final destination, but it makes for an enjoyable "how cute?!" experience for us, his parents.

Last night, Spunky Baby was performing his latest little tricks. There he was, sitting up playing with his wooden blocks (all 26 letters are scattered around our family room). I was sitting arms-length away talking to him and encouraging him. He dropped his block and leaned forward. Nothing new, right? Except this time, when he lunged forward, he didn't have a clear runway. Nope. The "H" wooden block was in his landing zone. Direct connect with the upper lip.

Surprisingly, there were very few tears. It looks worse than it really is - it's just a triangle-shaped scrape (exactly where the block's corner connected with his face).

So, Spunky Baby received his very first "war wound." Wooden Block 1, Baby 0. Time to plan revenge...

Darn you, "H" block!!!

There's No Place Like Home

2008-03-26T09:27:00.002-04:00

I'm happy to report that your happy thoughts worked. My uncle, who was admitted to the hospital on March 6th, came home late last night. He spent more than two weeks in the ICU and a few extra days on the regular floor before being released last night. It'll be nice having him home again - and I'm sure he's happy to be home. Thank you for all your words of encouragement and understanding. I appreciate it.

Happy Easter! No naps!

2008-03-24T06:51:00.002-04:00

Spunky Baby decided to stay up ALL DAY yesterday. This is the same kid that snoozes for 4-5 hrs a day during his naps. Nope - not on Easter! People to see! Places to go! He made it without too much of a fuss and slept to/from dinner in the car.

We had a nice Easter with Spunky Daddy's family, and Spunky Baby ate mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, mac and cheese, and turnips and carrots. Yum! No ham...unless you count him.

Oh, and we found him an Easter outfit. Thank you, Sears.

My (Guitar) Hero

2008-03-21T11:59:00.000-04:00

Daddy, is this is G-chord?

Yes, I am right handed. Thanks for getting that straight. Duh, Mom...

Finally. Hot Water.

2008-03-20T10:31:00.003-04:00

Spunky Baby thanks you, furnace guy #2, for his nice warm bath last night.

So $150 wasn't a bargain

2008-03-19T21:39:00.007-04:00

We woke up this morning without hot water. Again. After it was "fixed" yesterday. Sigh...

Plus it was snowing.

And, to top it off, Spunky Baby was showing "sick" signs.

So...

Call furnace guy first who tells me he can't fix it but maybe his buddy can. So call furnace guy #2 who agrees to come over around 10:00.

Call pediatrician second. After waiting on hold for 15 minutes I get an appointment for Spunky Baby at 2:00.

Call into work. I work about an hour or so from home, depending on the traffic. With those appointment times there's NO WAY I can go to work and juggle this schedule. Plus, did I mention, it's SNOWING again?!?! I explain I have a dead furnace and a sick baby (make sure not to incite panic by mixing those two up.)

There goes my day.

The sitter watches a very cranky fussy baby while I work from home on my laptop. I feel guilty that she's dealing with him in such a foul mood and I think he just has an ear infection or something not contagious so she's OK watching him, but still... I break to talk to the furnace guy (very nice guy - Pete - he ended up being here 1.5 hrs so this isn't going to be cheap and I still have to pay for yesterday too - ugh), work again, eat lunch, work again, go to doctor's office (Spunky Baby is fine, no ear infections or anything, probably just a bug or little virus, if it gets worse call...), work again while he naps because I sent the sitter home, and then Spunky Daddy calls to tell me he's working late and will see me around 11:00 or so, so I give Spunky Baby dinner, bath, playtime, bottle and put him to bed, then check in with work email one more time just in case something came through (I try to do more when I have to work from home - I am an excellent telecommuter and I don't want anyone to think I'm slacking off...). Finally I throw in a load of laundry, do the dishes, clean up the playroom, and collapse on the couch.

Now it's 9:45 p.m. and I'm ready to fall over from exhaustion. What the heck did I do today that wore me out?!?

Goodnight, all. Hope tomorrow is better. If I don't have a hot shower in the morning, you'll hear me in San Francisco...

I Need Hot Water

2008-03-18T06:58:00.001-04:00

Do you have any idea how many times a day you use hot water when you have a child? Let me tell you, in the last 24 hours I learned it's a lot. Laundry. Dishes. Rinsing things in the sink. Using a wet washcloth to get the carrots and cookies off Spunky Baby's face and hands (he HATES cold water). And when you don't have hot water, things get tough. Sure, you can microwave a cup for some uses, but what about his bath? Or MY shower? Or the supplemental heat for the upstairs (we heat primarily with a wood stove ducted to the first floor...but it was 13 degrees last night...we need some extra heat to help warm us!)

Yesterday morning we woke up to very little hot water. It's happened before and to fix the problem we just go down into the basement and manually fire the boiler. That's what I did. Many times. Even waking up at 2 a.m. to go down and fire it to make SURE I could take a hot shower this morning. Fast-forward to 6:00 a.m. No hot water. Darn.

So the furnace guy is coming out to look at it this morning. I'm just thankful the sitter is at home and can let him in. Right now I can't imagine trying to take a morning off of work to deal with this.

"Dear Furnace Guy: Please don't call and tell me that I should come home and say goodbye because it lived a good life. I don't want a $6,000 replacement bill. Not this week..."

I'm still not out of the funk from yesterday.

Update: It was a $150 fix. No new furnace needed. Whew! I'm taking a hot shower when I get home. And Spunky Baby will get his bath. Good times!

So You Had a Bad Day

2008-03-17T07:02:00.004-04:00

Queue the old music from "American Idol."

I'm having a bad day. A "down" day. I'm just not happy today. I'm on the verge of tears and I need to go to work. A bunch of things all got together and ganged up on my emotions to train wreck me today. Every so often they do that. One at a time I can handle, but when they all decide to come in together, then things get ugly. Also, today is the 19th anniversary of my grandfather's sudden death. Anniversaries like that drudge up memories and make me even more teary-eyed.

But Spunky Baby just smiled at me. He makes me feel better. Of course, soon I'll be at work without him and missing him will make it even harder. Stop focusing on the bad and focus on the fact that soon you'll be home again with him! Sigh...

Oh, I hate days like today.

At least the sun is shining.

I'm going to go read other people's blogs. They make me smile.

Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone.

Like a Mommy Bird Feeding Her Baby Bird

2008-03-14T11:57:00.005-04:00

Spunky Baby likes to EAT.

A lot.

He is still skinny even though he eats a lot. That could be because his little legs are always moving. Even when he sleeps! But that's OK. Maybe he has Spunky Daddy's fast metabolism and not my turtle-slow one (which is why Spunky Daddy sneezes and looses 10 lbs but I diet, exercise, and do everything "right" but still gain).

So at his six-month well-visit three weeks ago, he pediatrician starts by saying some kids don't take to solids for several months after they are introduced. She gave me the go-ahead with cereals and purees at 4 months, and we found out immediately that he likes to eat. So, she asks about a typical day. I tell her the truth and I don't think she believes me. After talking with her about what is normal for him, she give me the "thumbs up" to feed him whatever he can handle (of course, within reason), so I thought I'd share...

Spunky Baby's schedule:

7:00 - 7:30 a.m. - wake up, play until Spunky Mommy and Daddy go to work

8:00 a.m. - 8 oz bottle (formula)

8:30 - 9:30 playtime

9:30 a.m. - 3 oz pureed fruit (or sometimes fresh fruit - kiwi, watermelon, banana, etc. cut up very small), 3 oz oatmeal, 2 oz cottage cheese or yogurt, and a crunchy biscuit cookie plus a 4 oz sippy cup with water and < 1oz.

10:00 - 12:00 - naptime (2 hrs or so...)

12:00 p.m. - 8 oz bottle

12:30 - 1:00 playtime

1:00 - 4:00 - naptime (2 hrs or so - sometimes 3 in the afternoon)

4:00 or 4:30 p.m. - 8 oz bottle

playtime - Spunky Mommy gets home around 5:00ish.

6:00 p.m. - 3 oz pureed or finely cut up soft veggies (avocado is a favorite right now), 3 oz rice cereal, 2 oz cottage cheese or yogurt, and a crunchy biscuit cookie plus 4 oz sippy cup with water and < 1oz.

7:30 p.m. - final 8oz bottle

8:00 p.m. - bedtime

Lately we have a new problem with feeding Spunky Baby. I swear we cannot be in the same area code and put a bite of food into our mouth without also putting something edible into his mouth. He throws a fit and wants whatever we have. Did he hear the doctor say it was alright? What gives? Case in point: last night I was eating leftovers - Pork Chops with Onion and Mushroom Sauce. Not the type of thing I would feed to a six-month-old. I was alone with Spunky Baby and he was playing, quite contently, on the floor with his toys. The microwave buzzed and I grabbed my dinner.

He smelled it before he saw it.

His back was to me. His head was down and he was leaning over playing with blocks. When the dish came out of the microwave, I swear he sat bolt upright, whipped his head around 180 degrees and let out a pitiful whine.

I managed to get the food cut into bite-size pieces so I didn't have to go Neanderthal on my dinner, ripping meat off in chunks. But no sooner was the knife set down and the fork lifted to my mouth then I heard a terrible noise.

"Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh... WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Translated from baby-speak, that means "I want a bite too Mommy right... NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"

Spunky Baby is quickly scooped up and propped on the couch next to me (yep, multi-tasking at its finest - I DVRed both American Idol episodes and managed to avoid hearing who got kicked off so I was watching them, eating dinner and trying to keep Spunky Baby entertained. Not easy.)

"Eh eh eh eh eh eh HMMMMMMMMMMMMM...."

I really wanted to finish my dinner (it was good!) What can he eat here? Not pork chops. But sauteed onion? Sure, why not? And I'll dip it in the cream of mushroom soup.

I put a tiny little bit on the fork and turned toward him.

Spunky Baby looked like a starving baby bird with his mouth open wide enough to drive an 18-wheeler through.

I put in the bite.

Close. Chew. Chew. Chew. Swallow. Mouth open WIDE again with "AH AH AH!" sounds emanating. My baby bird calling for his Mommy bird to feed him. Oh, how sweet.

Now, Spunky Baby has no teeth. But he has "accidentally" bit me (many times) and his jaws are STRONG. Small pieces of soft onion? No challenge there, Mom.

So, before he ate the REST of his dinner last night, Spunky Baby had about 15 bites of COM soup and onions. One bite for me, one for him. And he loved every one of them. Before I put him in his high chair to eat his real food, I gave him one last bite. It was no bigger than the size of this "0" - a piece of pork chop. I don't think he even knew it was in his mouth. Swallowed. Gone.

This kid likes to eat. Who am I to complain? Feed me, Mom, I'm yours.

Maybe I'll try beef jerky next week. Or not.

"Hey Mom, you gonna eat all that? I can take it off your hands...here, gimme that..."

Feel-good news story: You have a friend in me

2008-03-13T13:07:00.004-04:00

Every so often you hear about a beached whale and it's sad. Yesterday I heard a news story on the radio about pygmy sperm whales in New Zealand that were saved - rescued - by an unlikely hero.

Moko.

Moko is a dolphin. He's well known by locals and seen often swimming in this particular area.

The human rescuers had all but given up - the two whales weren't budging and from what I understand the sandbars were so numerous that even if they were freed from one, chances are they'd beach again unless they knew the way.

Enter Moko.

He knows the way out.

The whales were about to give up when Moko the bottlenose dolphin came in, did all his dolphin chirps and squeels, and all of a sudden, both whales "woke up", listening to him for a minute, and made one last valiant effort to save themselves. And they moved! But, the sandbars were still a problem. So Moko, the good little dolphin, showed them the way out! I guess he literally swam this way, took a right, swam that way in between two sandbars, etc. until he was out to sea with the whales right on his...heels (flippers?). AMAZING!

This quote is great: "I don't speak whale and I don't speak dolphin," Mr Smith told the BBC, "but there was obviously something that went on because the two whales changed their attitude from being quite distressed to following the dolphin quite willingly and directly along the beach and straight out to sea."

Moko, the altruistic dolphin.

Now, don't you just feel all warm and fuzzy inside?

In return for his help, Mr. Smith went into the water and gave Moko a nice pat. Awww...

In Search Of...Easter Outfits!

2008-03-11T07:01:00.003-04:00

Quick! What's the first thing that comes to mind when I say "cute Easter outfit?!?!"

I bet you thought up something like this:

I admit I did too. But I am dressing an adorable (so says I) little boy for Easter this year. So what are my options? The selection for boys stinks, the sale prices aren't as good, and you have to buy multiple pieces (pants, shirt, sweater vest, jacket, tie, etc. vs. girl dress and maybe hat.) My friend Melissa and I were discussing this little problem this morning.

The other day I went to one of my favorite second-hand children's clothing stores. I walked by three big displays of little girl Easter outfits - with all the frills, lace, flowers, hats, etc. How adorable! But I couldn't find the boys outfits. So I said to the clerk, "Could you please tell me where I can find boy Easter outfits?" and she said "Oh, they are mixed in with the girl outfits on those racks..."

I went through all the clothes on the rack from 0-12 months and I swear there had to be 100 girl outfits. How many boy outfits? 2. TWO! And neither were 1. in his size or 2. something I would put on him.

There are very few options for boys unless you want to dress them as a sailor, a bunny, or in a full suit. Plus, most Easter suits for boys have shorts. Um...in New England there's still a high degree of chance that it'll SNOW Easter day therefore he needs PANTS. Either way I'm betting I have to bundle him up in his snowsuit to head out to Easter Dinner. Poor little boys...I'm off to find something cute and appropriate for my Spunky Baby...

Melt Down

2008-03-10T10:50:00.005-04:00

It was bound to happen.

This weekend it did.

Spunky Baby was due to eat at 5:00. We went to a store and there were VERY long check-out lines. Thinking we were still safe, we entered the check-out line at 5:15 with a very happy baby.

Queue the theme from Jaws.

Du-duh...

Fast-forward to 5:40. We are JUST checking out now, with a not-so-happy-but-still-okay baby who is pulling at his Mom's hair and trying to grab everything in site like a 17-lb octopus (how many hands does this kid have?!?). I am juggling Spunky Baby with one arm and trying to sign the sales slip with the other. After the cashier hands me the sales slip I take a close look at it.

"Did you take off the 10% from my coupon?"

"Uh....."

Oh, no.

"I'm sorry but you'll have to go to customer service and they'll immediately credit it back - it's a two-second fix. I am unable to do it at this register."

Du-duh....

Grumble grumble grumble.

So, we trek up to floor #2 and find the customer service desk. I send Spunky Daddy out to get the car because it's in the next zip code and the wind is howling. I figure we'll be out in 5 minutes and we can get into a nice warm car.

Fast-forward another 20 minutes. It's 6:00 and Spunky Baby is STARVING and BORED. He is also overtired and the more tired he gets the cuter and louder he talks until BANG he's throwing a tantrum. He's shrieking like a banshee and I'm trying desperately to calm the natives. We are quickly entering tantrum territory - one I have only seen a handful of times and I know it can be avoided so I am doing everything in my power to head this off. No such luck with the customer service reps. Can they not SEE the melt-down in progress?

"I need your frequent buyer card."

Huh? I don't think we used it....

"It says on the sales receipt there is a credit from your frequent buyer card and we cannot fix this until we have the card."

Well, it must be with Spunky Daddy who is out getting the car. I'm on the cell with Spunky Daddy trying to keep my language PG as I'm in public: "GET IN HERE. NOW...." Spunky Daddy comes in. He says he didn't use the frequent buyer card. ?????

Du-duh...

So I say, "Listen, I need to leave. Now. I'll just take the stuff and call customer service tonight from home and we'll take care of this later on."

"We can't let you leave the store - we canceled the original receipt/transaction and have to ring you up again before you can leave with your things. In order to do that we need your frequent buyer card."

(through clenched teeth) "BUT I DIDN'T USE A FREQUENT BUYER CARD...."

So the customer service rep hands me a sales slip for $75 MORE than I paid originally which now includes the 10% off but charged me $100 more because she can't find said frequent buyer card. WHAAAAAAAAATTTTTT?

Du-duh...

It took at least another 15 minutes to realize that the first cashier rung up the sale under frequent buyer card when he should have rung it up under trade-in (long story short). If they had simply asked the right questions I would have been on my merry way!

Now Spunky Baby has lost it. Arched back, big tears, wails that could only mean that monkeys are pulling out his fingernails. Kicking. Hitting. Me.

Spunky Mommy wasn't far behind - I had tears welled up in my eyes and I was D-O-N-E.

Here's your receipt, have a nice day.

Yeah, nice day. Have a nice day.

Did you every try putting a screaming six-month-old in a five-point harness car seat while he's having a tantrum because he's hungry and tired and wet and you should have been HOME by now? Nice day.

Du-duh....

Everyone needs to think happy thoughts...

2008-03-06T08:32:00.002-05:00

We received some very sad news this morning - my closest uncle was rushed to the hospital overnight and when they realized how serious his condition was they brought him via ambulance to UMass Memorial Hospital. He is in for emergency surgery right now and we are all holding our breath. It's the type of call no one ever wants to receive. Things like this really make you realize that "you never know" - he went to bed feeling fine and woke up at three a.m. in a world of hurt. I talked to my aunt and she's hanging in there but just requested "happy thoughts" to get through this. I may be heading to Worcester later today. Please please please send all your good thoughts his way and I'll update when I can...

Update one day later: Good news. They seem to have caught the problem in time and he is on a long road to recovery. I didn't go to the hospital yet - visitors aren't encouraged right now - but hope to see him in a couple of days. Just the other day he said he hadn't seen my little munchkin in awhile and so I was looking forward to seeing him soon. We'll make sure we see him REALLY soon now. You just never know. Thanks for all your kind thoughts and well wishes. It worked!

You'll give me how much?

2008-03-05T20:55:00.006-05:00

I have one child. One. A boy. He's pretty easy. So far.

Of course, I have friends and relatives who have more than one.

Two seems do-able.

Three, you seem to be entering "challenge" territory.

But do I know anyone who has four or more young children? I would have to really think about that.

Then tonight on my commute home listening to the radio I hear that Turkmenistan is offering a one-time cash bonus to families who have lots of kids. Isn't that nice. So, how many kids do you need to have?

Oh....EIGHT or more.

WHAAAAAAT?!?!?!

Eight kids!? 8? That's a handful. That's more than the Brady Bunch! Oh, to sweeten the deal the government will not only give you $250 they'll also pay your utility and dental bills and let you ride public transportation for life.

AH! Well, if you put it that way...

Nah. Still not desirable from my standpoint. Throw in a lifetime of our household income, adjusted for inflation, health insurance, mortgage payments for the house I would need to support all those kids, food and clothes, paid vacations at exotic locations for mom and dad, a live-in nanny, butler and maid, and a college education for each child and MAYBE we might be closer to a deal. Maybe.

Disclosure: I had to look up where Turkmenistan is...I don't remember it from fifth grade geography. I don't think it was called that when I was ten. Well, it's north of Iran and Afghanistan.

Goodbye, Mommy Tummy

2008-03-04T06:48:00.001-05:00

I still haven't lost the baby weight. Yeah, I know...give it a year...blah blah blah. Well, Summer's coming and I want my body back. I look at photos in my first trimester and I looked so thin and healthy! I miss those days. I feel like a dumpy mommy and I don't want to be that way. Plus, I haven't exactly WORKED at losing the baby weight either and with Spunky Baby about to become REALLY active he needs a mommy who can keep up with him.

I gained (gasp!) 60 lbs from the time I found out I was expecting until I was admitted to the hospital when he was born. I remember coming home from the hospital with my brand-new 7 lb 15 oz baby boy and thinking "I must have lost 25 lbs!" So, two days after he was born, I did it. I stepped on the scale.

Now girls, if you haven't had a baby before and think, like me, this sounds like a good idea - I warn you, DO NOT DO THIS. Almost all the post-baby endorphins and happy thoughts were wiped away in one fell swoop when the scale came back and told me I lost...6 pounds. SIX POUNDS?!?? I just had an eight pound baby and all that other stuff fell out of me too! My stomach looks like a deflated balloon, complete with the stripes and crinkles - how could I possibly only lose six measly little pounds?!?!

It's true. I swear. I have witnesses (a house full of people and a sleeping baby who heard me bellow from the upstairs bathroom while standing on the scale). I guess I was "retaining water." Yeah, right. More like a swimming pool.

The good news is that one week after my son's birth I was down 20 lbs.

The bad news is that six months after my son's birth I am still only down 20 lbs TOTAL.

I have not lost a single pound more in that time. (Actually, this isn't true. I lost about 10 more lbs, gained it back, lost it, gained it...my normal weight fluctuates about 10 lbs so this wasn't abnormal to me. The HIGH number of my weight is the 20 lbs loss...)

Now, Spunky Daddy decided about three or four weeks ago he wants to tone up. So he joined a gym and works out an hour every day at lunch. He's already down 10 lbs.

Then there's me...

So what am I going to do about it?

First, I'm going to find and actually READ the book my doula loaned me. My tummy still has folds. Yuck. So, I'll figure out what I need to do. Then I'm going to pop it in the mail back to her. Six months is too long for me to borrow a book, especially a book I should have read when my son was born.

Second, I am going to go out this weekend and buy a few things: a new pair of sneakers and a nice sweatsuit for me to wear when I walk at lunchtime while at work. It has been really hard for me to find the time at work but I need to. This is important.

Third, I am going to walk at least 3 times a week. I figure realistically I could do more but if I aim low I won't be disappointed. Then when the weather gets better, I'll "up" the number. When it's nicer I can pull out that wonderful jogging stroller that our dear friends gave us and put it to good use. I figure by Summer I'll be jogging 2-3 miles a day again 3-4 times a week (like I was when I got pregnant).

Fourth, starting on Monday, I am going to dedicate myself to eating better. Not a diet. Just eating less food and making better choices. I don't do well on diets. I do do well with guidelines - and gray edges. And I'll start to use my favorite food-tracking website again. HUGE help.

I've done it before and I can do it again. When I was in grad school I put on about 70 lbs over three years. Ugh. I committed myself to losing the weight and had a great doctor who helped me meet my goals - I lost 65 lbs in 6 months and would have kept it off had I not found out ON THE DAY I HIT MY GOAL WEIGHT that I was pregnant. Not that I'm complaining. It's going to make losing the baby weight that much easier.

I'm already 25 lbs closer to my goal than I was when I started losing weight last time.

I want to look at family photos and of photos of me and my baby and smile, not cringe. I'm not happy with how I look and I need to do something about it. I don't want a double chin. It's a me thing.

Also, I'm following a fellow mommy-blogger, Susan, and her husband on their weight loss journey and I am inspired. When she posts bikini photos, I'll be right behind!

I just hope I'm not too disappointed that when I reach my goal weight my skinny jeans still just don't fit because of my mommy hips.

Nah....

My mantra: Nothing tastes as good as being thin and healthy.

Anyone want to join me? Leave comments and we'll connect! Maybe we can start our own community blog and all contribute. Tell me if you are game!

A Bridle Shower

2008-03-03T06:51:00.004-05:00

There are many occasions in life when a "shower" is held to celebrate something - a marriage, a baby, etc. A bunch of friends and family, typically female, get together to eat cake and give a small token or gift for the next step in the guest-of-honor's life.

If you know my family, ANY reason is reason enough to have cake and party!

But recently my aunt gave us a great excuse for a party...she adopted a horse! "Sammy" is set to arrive in April and my aunt is SO EXCITED!!

So the rest of the family decided to throw her a surprise bridle shower (I'll put puns in RED - ha!) We told her it was just a brunch with the girls to celebrate my sister's baby number three, and she believed us.

First we had cookies made that look just like her horse. At the restaurant, we had the cake inscribed "May the HORSE be with you" and we made her a carrot corsage. I made up a baby book for Sammy (a page with his pedigree, photos and info on his mom, dad, sisters and grandparents, fill-in pages for how they met, his homecoming, etc. and a TON of horse treat recipes in a cookbook). We all chipped in for a feed bucket with treats, a lead, brushes, and all-things-horse. She has new decals for her car that say "My Morgan Sammy" and another that says "My Best Friend is a Morgan." Plus we gave her a gift certificate for a local store where she'll be buying most things for Sammy once he arrives.

When she walked in, we all neighed rather than yell "Surprise!"

We heard all sorts of strange horse laws and then played a horse trivia game (Aunt She won, of course.)

IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!

And we all were able to celebrate that she is Getting HITCHED.

Come to find out, this isn't an original idea. I know other people must have horse showers - it was nice to see others ideas too!

Also, I guess there's a song with the title "May the Horse be with You." You can read the lyrics by clicking HERE or hear part of the song HERE.

Maybe next time someone adopts another animal we'll have a shower!!! To see the rest of the photos or video of the actual surprise moment, click HERE.

I knew I wasn't going crazy

2008-03-01T14:06:00.002-05:00

At least about this. Other things are still up for discussion.

New Hampshire nears all-time snow record

There's a first time for everything

2008-02-29T07:32:00.002-05:00

Spunky Daddy and I had a wonderful dinner out together last night with 11 of our friends and then stayed overnight near the restaurant rather than driving 1.5 hrs home just to drive back this morning. Our first baby-free night since his birth! Spunky Grandma offered to watch Spunky Baby overnight, so when I left for work yesterday morning, this was the last thing I saw...

Does this hat make me look fat?

As Paula Abdul said "You are ridiculous. I want to squish you, squeeze your head off, and hang you from my rearview mirror."

Well, not really, but you get the point.

SEE YOU TONIGHT AFTER WORK PEANUT!!!!!!!!! I miss you. XOXO

Don't say I didn't warn you

2008-02-29T07:02:00.001-05:00

So, if you read my next post, we spent the night last night at a hotel near the restaurant where we ate dinner. I spent two days agonizing over whether the room would be nice. I'm afraid of dirty hotel rooms (thanks, mom...) and just wanted a safe, clean room to spend the night - from 11 pm to about 6 am. That's all.

Today I open up my email and TA-DA! I wish I had this yesterday.

Here's a resource for others out there like me.

It gave my hotel (Wingaersheek Motel) a thumbs-up and I agree.

And if you ever are on the North Shore (Mass) and want an excellent dinner, I can't say enough good things about The Windward Grille in Essex. I've eaten there twice and had two of the best dinners of my life - very reasonably priced and excellent.

Now I know where to look to find out about hotels - and if you want to cringe, read the reviews of the hotels that made the naughty list. Yikes.

Workaholics? Check.

2008-02-28T11:48:00.006-05:00

According to a new study by Men's Health Magazine, and published by WebMD, my city is the most overworked "in-need-of-a-vacation" city in the country.

Bravo, Manchester, bravo. (you can read the study here, here, or here)

Summary: We are a bunch of workaholics who are overstressed with high blood pressure and long commutes and desperately need a vacation.

But what I want to know is why the subtitle is "Where men work too hard"?

Ummm...what about us working gals?! OK, I'll cut them some slack since it IS a men's magazine. Just know that it SHOULD apply to both genders!

On the brighter side, my reporter friend noted that Men's health also says Manchester men are in great physical shape, have great credit, and meet lots of women for fun dates. So, it's not all bad.

Vive La Manchester!

Innocence

2008-02-28T06:54:00.006-05:00

Few things in life are as happy or innocent as a baby and his first balloon.

If you have trouble viewing this video, the direct link is: http://picasaweb.google.com/myjezi/February2008PhotosVideos/photo#5171849668466872514

and if you want another laugh, you can see the sequel...

http://picasaweb.google.com/myjezi/February2008PhotosVideos/photo#5171851833130389714

Does you child drink bottled water? Important!

2008-02-26T07:53:00.000-05:00

This week 6-month-old Carter is staying with his Auntie Rachel while Mommy works (our sitter is on vacation). Auntie Rachel runs a daycare and is in-the-know on all things kid-related (she has 2.5 kids - 7, 5, and one on the way).

I dropped Carter off yesterday morning and told her that she can use filtered tap water or bottled water to prep his bottles. She asked what I use at home (filtered from the fridge door). Then she asked a question which surprised me:

Does your city offer water with fluoride?

Huh? Um...I don't know.

A visit to the city water works page, click on FAQ and it's the first question. I confirm that the city began fluoridating treated water in December 2000 at a dosage rate of 1 ppm as recommended by the NH Department of Environmental Services and Centers for Disease Control. OK...

But then she says, "OK, but does your water filter remove the fluoride from the tap water when it filters."

Sigh...

Google search that one, and I find out that the fluoride is still there.

Double OK...so what?

Come to find out, this is important!!

She explains that her doctor and dentist told her that children need fluoride and that bottle-water babies have problems with their teeth because they are deprived of this fluoride (I think breast-fed babies get some via mom, but formula kids don't).

Carter has had a little of all three: breast milk for a couple of months, bottled water for a couple more, and now filtered tap for some time.

IS HE SAFE!?!?!

Call the pediatrician...

The nurse says that coincidentally they had a meeting with the dental association just yesterday (timely question!) and YES YES YES! It is recommended that ALL formula-fed babies drink fluoridated water for dental health (regardless of whether they have teeth yet or not). And that they recommend starting babies on water with fluoride at six-month but if you are using it earlier, even better. If your child drinks only bottled water or well water, you should consider giving him/her fluoride supplements.

Her pediatrician agrees and we live in different states.

However, this is not a universal recommendation. There's a huge debate out there about what is recommended!

I would be interested in hearing what your child's doctor says! Please post comments and share.

I understand there is controversy over this though. With my family's history of bad teeth, I figure this is a good thing, so Carter will continue to enjoy filtered tap water (bonus: it's cheaper!) However, all ideas are welcome...

Make-Your-Own...Sushi?

2008-02-22T21:13:00.008-05:00

So, the Spunky Daddy (for this post his name will be Henry-san) invited a bunch of friends over last weekend for a make-your-own-sushi party. We do this a couple of times a year and it's always a hit. I mean - how often can you make your OWN sushi and enjoy all the sake you can drink with a diverse group of friends?!?

He went to a great fish market in Gloucester...here's what we had:

WHOLE 15-lb salmon (sake)
a BEAUTIFUL chunk of tuna (toro)
live scallop (hotategai)
surf clams (hokkigai)
broiled freshwater eel (unagi)
roe (eggs) of flying fish (tobiko - both regular and wasabi)

and we (well, Alex actually) julienned pieces of:

cukecumber
carrots
avacado

plus we had the fix-ins:

nori (seaweed wrap)
sesame seeds
rice vinegar
srircha sauce
japanese mayo
soy sauce
eel sauce
wasabi
OH! And last, but not least (and most importantly!) - the sushi rice.

Then he invited people - we had some new neighbors, co-workers, and friends but had to keep the party to about 15 people - otherwise it's hard to get a turn at one of the four maki-rolling stations we set up.

We made two types of sushi: Nigiri sushi is an oval-shaped ball of rice topped with a slice of fish. Maki is a roll with rice, nori (either can be on the outside) and a filling of fish, veggies, sauce, etc. For this party, the maki is the fun part! Click here to find out how to roll maki with a bambo mat.

We had a GREAT time and ate very well that night! Plus we had lots of sake and wine to enjoy.

Arigato, Henry-san.

Teary Commutes Stink

2008-02-20T06:52:00.005-05:00

Some mornings are worse than others. But no matter what they say, it's never easy.

Carter is six-months-old and so much fun - he's always happy. I hate to leave that behind to go to work. It doesn't matter if you like your job or hate it - the best job in the world can't compete with the chubby theighs and a crooked smile waiting for me at home.

It's 7:32 a.m. So I give him a teary kiss and hug and as I hand him to his WONDERFUL sitter I say "See you tonight, pumpkin..."

Update: 8:52 a.m. - I cried for 42 miles on my way to work this morning. Most days aren't that bad. But I'll never get used to this.

Wanna win some cool mod*mom stuff?

2008-02-20T06:43:00.005-05:00

Anyone want to wins some COOL stuff? One of my favorite blogs, mod*mom, is giving away a ton of stuff for St. Patrick's Day. You have to check it out. Odds are great and the stuff is so...cool! Go, moms, go!! Just remember if you win...you MIGHT have to share! :)

My Little Fred Astaire

2008-02-19T21:12:00.001-05:00

Has this ever happened to you?

2008-02-19T15:51:00.004-05:00

So, here I am, sitting at work writing a bio and my work phone rings...

****RING****

Me: Hello (and then my normal business-opening when I pick up my work phone...)

Male Caller: HOLD ON!!!!!!!!!!!

Me: OK.... (wait about 30 seconds)

Me: Hello? Is anyone there?

Male Caller: Did you hear about Jason and Nicholas? Well blah blah blah. Let's check out the mogels over there...(female voice in background...)

Me: Hello? (snicker)

Male Caller: Whew! That was a great run. (crinkle crinkle) I can't believe Nicholas did that all by himself!!! (female voice in background...)

So I hang up. I think I know who it is but emailed him and he emailed right back. Nope.

****RING****

Me: Hello (and then my normal business-opening when I pick up my work phone...again)

Male Caller: "The blue trails are to the right!"

OH NO!

****RING****

Male Caller: (female in background) Where do you think Dan is right now?

Male: Well, it's almost 4:00 so blah blah blah...

I CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHO THIS IS! Am I spying listening trying to figure it out? It's comical - but I'm not learning anything. One guy who is on the phone, another guy and a girl in the background - skiing. I'm kinda sad it's time for me to go home so I'll miss these calls - but my voicemail won't so I'll listen tomorrow. Stay tuned!

Male: You gotta stay way up top. Where are we going? Do we want to go back that way? Blue is the outside one...you guys stayed right, very nice. Yeah. Yeah. Right.

Anyone ever have this happen to them? Share your stories in the comments! Now, to figure out who this is...

AFTER NOTE: Mystery solved! I won't reveal his identity - sorry!

Confessions of a Bad Mommy

2008-02-19T07:02:00.000-05:00

That's it. I caved. I had PILES of papers to sort before taxes (since I haven't filed anything since before Carter was born!) and with The Big Kid (aka my hubby) busy with house-stuff...enter the exciting world of children's movies! Anyone that has met Carter knows he is glued to the television if it's on and he's in the room.

So I resorted to "Finding Nemo" last night while I sorted through an enormous pile of papers. I made a little blanket-and-pillow fort in Collin's bedroom and voila! Instant distraction to the boring chore. Please don't report me - with all the articles out there about how bad TV is I understand - but this was a rare "treat" for the little man. And Nemo won't hurt him just this once.

For Valentine's Day...all I need is...

2008-02-14T07:08:00.001-05:00

The Beatles would be proud...

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

The envelope please..."Best Name for a Store"...and the award goes to...

2008-02-11T14:28:00.001-05:00

Cuter than a Duck's Butt

I just had to laugh at the name. How wonderful!?

Great product idea. The prices do seem kinda high but Babble's drool.icio.us is right - if you look at it every day for the next four years then it's a reasonable investment!

(Oh, they sell carseat and shopping cart covers in custom fabrics...)

This photo made me cry

2008-02-08T15:49:00.001-05:00

I can't imagine having to make this decision.

"Trapped by smoke, the parents of a nine-month-old baby girl faced an excruciating dilemma: if they threw her out of the window, would she be caught four stories below?"

She is fine - caught by a police officer - and hopefully her parents will be out of the hospital soon.

Stop Snowing Already!

2008-02-08T12:07:00.000-05:00

I love winter. The white snow, the warm jackets and hot chocolate, the fires in the fireplace...

But I've had it.

It has snowed almost every day. I have had to deal with snow storm commutes for the whole winter season and I'm sick of it. Maybe it's because I'm now a mom, but I'm downright nervous driving in the snow. I don't like taking the little man out in weather, and I want to make sure his Mommy (and Daddy!) return home in one piece from work every night. So, I hate driving in the white stuff. I wasn't always this way. The week I received my drivers license they declared a state of emergency due to a blizzard. Did I care? No! I was out there putting around in my 1988 Plymouth Reliant (aka "The Tank") - the car we inherieted from my great-grandmother (Memere). I attribute my great winter driving skills to my years of experience driving in snow.

So what gives?

Every day this week I drove in snow. On Tuesday morning when I left my house at o'dark-thirty (5:00ish) to drive to Boston the snowflakes were as big as dinner plates and it was...LIGHTNING! Seriously! It was dark and snowing and the sky would light up like noon every so often. I guess it's call "thundersnow." Truly bizzare.

And the headline today is "More Snow Likely Over Weekend: Several Inches Could Fall Saturday Afternoon."

Welcome to New Hampshire - Live Free or Die.

Hey, at least it's not ICE.

Baby Einstein Recalls - BOO! HISS!

2008-02-06T18:18:00.000-05:00

Maybe it's just me, but companies that promotes the well-being of children should know better. Carter has a handful of "favorite toys". I think all kids do. But at the top of that list is one toy he received from his Aunt for Christmas: "Baby Einstein Baby Neptune Soothing Seascape Crib Toy." It's a turtle (one of my favorite animals - who doesn't like turtles?) whose "belly" is an aquarium with swimming fish and lights that flash in blues, greens and oranges showcasing an underwater world of plants and animals. Awww...

Baby Einstein (owned by Disney) has a slogan: Trusted by Parents! Sounds good...

Then I receive an email from one of my mommy sites...

"Kids II Inc. Recalls Crib Toys Due to Choking Hazard"

OK. So, it must be one of those cheap discount toy makers...NO! It's BABY EINSTEIN!

"Name of Product: Baby Einstein Baby Neptune™ Soothing Seascape Crib Toys"

ARUGH!!!!!!!

I guess the straps on the back can come loose. No children were harmed and it's a voluntary recall. Great...then no big deal...I check the code...yep, Carter's turtle is part of the recall so I follow instructions, receive a USPS Priority Mailing Label via email, pop the battery cover in the mail and in 4-6 weeks Carter will have a brand spanky new and improved turtle back in his crib.

Then I talked to the sitter.

Carter misses his turtle. He's looking for it. He falls asleep with it. We brought it to Florida as our "home away from home" comfort toy! (Oh, and it's suppose to hang on the side of the crib - we just weren't able to mount it to the Pack n Play so you'll see him in the photo with his arm around it - we just placed it next to him - it worked...) Explain "4-6 weeks" to a five-month-old! I want him to sleep and this is a great helper - please don't take this away!!!

Oh, well. You have to wait awhile for this one, kiddo.

So then I have something else to look up and I google "Baby Einstein Recalls" - and (poor Carter) his blocks he received at his baby shower are included in a recall too.

"Kids II Recalls Baby Einstein Color Blocks Due to Violation of Lead Paint Standard"

Double ARUGH!

This photo is of him playing with, of all blocks, the BLUE BLOCK in October!!!!!! And it's the only block with a TURTLE on it! Darn those turtles! So cute, but evil...

Tomorrow I have to pop the blue block in the mail.

I'm disappointed to say the least. I mean, anyone can pick up a lead testing kit at Home Depot and learn if there is lead paint in toys - if you purchased the toy in 2007 and it was from a reputable company (I know, I followed all the recalls around the holidays too...) you'd think you were safe!

So I signed up for SEVERAL newsletters prompting me on children's recalls.

The U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission seems to have a good daily email - I signed up for "child" products only: https://www.cpsc.gov/cpsclist.aspx to register...

Parents have enough to worry about. Just make our children's toys safe, please?!?!

I hate grocery shopping

2008-01-25T07:03:00.000-05:00

Ask me what my least favorite chore is. Go ahead. Ask. The truth is I hate grocery shopping. I will wash and fold 10 loads of laundry (putting the laundry away doesn't count - that's my second-least-favorite chore). I will scrub bathrooms. I will wash dishes. But please please please don't make me go to the grocery store...

I don't even know why I dislike it so much. Moving to a big city away from my home town should have helped. Now I can go to the store in my sweats with no makeup and bad hair and no one will know me so they don't care. In the town I grew up in, I would know every other person and it was a nightmare. So, moving three years ago should have improved my attitude on grocery shopping. It didn't.

Then I get this enewsletter from Kraft saying they have a "One Bag, Five Dinners" solution...I was interested.

The basic concept is that you buy a short list of ingredients (all available on a handy-dandy print out and, of course, mostly Kraft brands) and you take the list to the store - you get a week's worth of easy-to-prepare semi-healthy meals with only 10 minutes of shopping and a few ingredients. For example, instead of two different recipes requiring two different dressings as ingredients, BOTH recipes use the SAME dressing, reducing the number of items bought and saving precious fridge space (SCORE!) Pure genius!

My conclusion: This is great!!! Listen up grocery stores - you should follow suit and do this one your own - just gather the ingredients and have the bags available BY THE CHECKOUT. Then market the heck out of it. I'm by no means rich, but both my husband and I work outside the home and time savers are often worth the added expense. I would pay a premium or surcharge for them to do this for me! Peapod an other grocers don't deliver to my house (shame, shame). I wish they did. But they don't. So help me out - after a long workday of 10 hours away from my little man (and my big man) I just want to BE WITH HIM - not at your store. Pre-bagged stuff would make my life easy. I beg you. Listen and help.

Remember, you heard it here first.

Paper (well, cloth) or Plastic?

2008-01-22T21:18:00.000-05:00

To toss, flush or wash...That is the question...

My younger sister runs a daycare and is expecting her third child. Tonight we had a discussion about diapers, and if anyone knows diapers, she does. Carter is only 5 months and I never really babysat so I defer to experts here. I've been reading about different types of diapers out there and although I would love to be greener and do my part in making the world a better place for my children and future generations, I have to admit that chucking the Pampers Swaddlers into my Diaper Champ and calling it a day is pretty easy.

But it's still expensive. Diapers run upwards of $0.20 each. Carter doesn't complain when he's wet or dirty, but that doesn't give me permission to let him sit in it. So we change him. That's the right thing to do, right? I'd be curious to know how often other parents change their babies. We go through 6-8 diapers a day. Is that normal?

Anyway, that wasn't my question. My question is: how hard is it to use these cloth diapers? And which one is the best? If you haven't looked into the new diapers out there, boy, you are in for a treat (yeah, pathetic that I think diaper shopping is now a treat, but any shopping makes the list since the little guy was born.)

They've done away with pins and all the old fashioned stuff that made them hard to use. And, these things are now a fashion statement!

For example, you know the stylized type "g" that Garth Brooks used as his logo? Well, there's these new "G-Diapers" that use the same "g" on the diaper and come in great colors. Boy, are these things cute!!! http://www.gdiapers.com/

Now despite being cute, these things DO require insert "refills" as they aren't cloth - they have flushable liners. That sounds good - unsnap, drop in the toilet, swish until dissolved and flush the smelly messy stuff right away and the plastic doesn't end up in the landfill! But...the liners are expensive. More than $0.40 each. That's double what the disposable diapers cost! But, there's no laundry (except for the outer diaper but not every change...maybe shell a day?) Oh, and they must have read an email from someone in my mom's group recently - she was begging for ideas on how to get her child to stop taking off his dirty diapers and smearing...it...all over her walls (the horror!) G-Diapers fasten IN THE BACK! Ha! Take that, terrible two!

Today I may have found the answer: BumGenius 3.0. http://www.bumgenius.com/ It's a one-size diaper (says it fits 7-35 lbs...hmmm...not sure how that will work but I'll give them the benefit of the doubt...)

The diapers are about the same price as the g's for the outer shell (about $18) and the liners run about $4 each...but they are meant to be washed for reuse. BumGenius has a 14-day return policy (my sister said...I have to verify) so if I don't like them, no harm done, right?

Now, I'll admit that I am NOT a nervous parent when it comes to exposing my baby to things. I washed his clothes in Dreft the first two weeks. I figured someone would report me for child abuse if I didn't. But that was a lot of work, so then I washed his clothes with our clothes in Dreft for another week or so. After about 4 weeks, his clothes were washed with ours in regular *gasp* scented detergent and he never had a rash or bumps or anything. He doesn't seem to mind, and neither do I. Now, the wash instructions on the BumGenius website are pretty...complicated. How much money will I save overall if I have to watch these inserts 3 TIMES?

So, my plan is: I will buy a starter pack of the g-diapers and a BumGenius 3.0 or two with some inserts and try them both out. I'll keep my Swaddlers nearby for when we are on the road or if I need added convenience. Or if I just decide the heck with all of this! But, if I am already spending about $45 a month on disposable diapers, I figure one-month investment to try to save the environment a little bit is worth my own sanity.

I'll report back. In the meantime, anyone have any suggestions or comments? I'll be bargain hunting this week before ordering...

Blog Driver: Move That Blog!

2008-01-22T12:40:00.000-05:00

I had been posting my blog under my old blog address which was just a personal address, but since re-focusing the content and figuring out what I am doing, I decided to create a new blog name that matched the title of my postings - Spunky Mommy! So...I'm moving this blog!

From now on you'll see content here! Can't wait for the next real entry - and thanks for reading!

Anti-Brat Thank You

2008-01-22T09:38:00.000-05:00

I'll be the first to admit: I don't like other people's bratty children. I think that's why I waited so long to have a child of my own - I was really afraid s/he would become a brat. As they say in Willy Wonka, it's all the parents' fault and I didn't want the blame! "I want an Oompa Loompa now!" We have a couple of years before we figure out what Carter will be...but so far, so good. Fingers crossed.

So, a quick note to all our anti-brat new little friends: thank you for being so good and listening to your parents. And parents, thank you for raising responsible, polite children. We saw the best and the worst at Disney:

Best: 4-year-old Alisa from Vermont hugging me and Henry when we got off the plane.

Worst: The two children writing on the windows with crayons as their parents drank cocktails and complained that they were put in the back of the restaurant (duh) at California Grille. Grrr....

Best: All the little children who stopped to smile and talk to Carter in his stroller.

Worse: The little punk (about 8 or 9) who really tried to trip both me and Henry as we walked through Africa in Animal Kingdom with Carter and thought it was funny.

I'll keep you posted on other good/bad sights!!

The Wonderful World of Disney

2008-01-21T07:18:00.000-05:00

"WELCOME HOME!"

As a DVC (Disney Vacation Club) member, we were greeted with these words whenever we arrived at our resort, Saratoga Springs (SSR) in Lake Buena Vista, Florida (most people think Disney is in Orlando but it is actually in LBV just outside of Orlando - you fly into MCO airport.)

We took Carter on his first flight ever and he was a champ. He got really bored about half way through the flight on the way down (but that's understandable - I was bored too). But air pressure didn't phase him in the least (yeah!).

To pass the time, we passed him around!

Now, I want to say that Disney isn't for everyone. Including my husband. He was a sport but he was bored out of his mind. Without a child old enough to enjoy what was happening around him, he was miserable. Every time we tried to go on a ride, Carter seemed to fall asleep. That's a five-month-old for 'ya. At least he smiles in his sleep!

In just a few short years Carter will want to go on rides with us, and a few short years later he won't want to go anywhere with us, so I'm enjoying every moment I can NOW. Poor Henry was B-O-R-E-D though. I won't go into a long description of every moment of our trip, but it was magical in its own way. It was wonderful to spend time with my parents and give Carter the opportunity to be spoiled to death with all the attention of his grandparents, aunt, uncle and cousins (ages 5 & 7). And isn't that what Disney is all about? Family. Thank you!!!

The Magic of Wii

2008-01-07T19:24:00.000-05:00

Carter is extremely jealous that Collin is able to play Wii (Sonic and Mario Olympic Games to be exact) and he had to stay laying down on a Boppy. But, he makes the most of it and laughs. Hear him sound like a seal? He's actually pretty happy here (although he was grumpy this weekend overall!) For some reason I can't get the video to publish WITH the blog, so to see the video click here: http://picasaweb.google.com/myjezi/January2008PhotosVideos/photo#5152925354531231682

Stand Up!

2008-01-05T10:18:00.000-05:00

Here's the scoop - Carter is now 4.5 months old and just over 14 lbs (yep, he's a peanut for his age - skinny but very tall!) He's seriously bored with laying on his back. Since he was just a couple of weeks old he's wanted to "stand" and has pushed up on his legs. So, a couple of weeks ago I stood him up and let him hold on to the chair and then I let go...and he stood there. WOW! Now he's getting more daring. He's letting go with one hand and reaching for things (see photo). Seriously scary for a mom who likes the fact that her child isn't moving...yet. But, it's cute so I'll let everyone ooooh and ahhhh while I go baby-proof the house.

My very first blog ever...

2008-01-04T08:04:00.000-05:00

Well, not ever, since I've posted on MySpace before, but I don't think that counts. So...I'm a newbie here! I have to thank my friend Jen (http://www.azureindigo.com) for her BLOG inspiration - I am always checking it out to see what's up in her life. At least 10 times a day I think "that would make an interesting subject..." but I haven't gotten around to signing up...until NOW!

So, here I am. Now what? :)