Dueling bellies

Kristi and I swear we didn't plan it but we both seemed to get knocked up around the same time! A dream we always thought about but never thought we could ever actually pull off. Well Kris God heard us and thought it would be cute! So here's to us and our ever expanding bellies (and for all the right reasons!)

well we did it again...

Baby Fader #2 is on it's way in Febraury. I woud love to write more but my first born is being impossible right now.

I've seen it all

Is that all there is? Yes, That's all there is.(Quick Lauren..which episode?) The official end of Sex and the City. I now have seen all there is to see Sex and the City related. I. am. sad! As many of you know I have a slight obsession with the four ladies from Manhattan. Not like I had anything to relate to or had any similarities to any them, but for some reason (and judging by the past weekend I'm not the only one) I had a connection to this show. My friend Lauren is the only other women I know who was just as crazed as me. We stayed up one night (drunk of course) reading the trivia game and actually found mistakes!
The movie was good- Just don't get me(or my sister) started about the ending.
I bid A Du to my dear foursome. And it is truly the end of an Era..It's so over we need new word for over...(LA?)

Great music that won't drive you nuts!

I've decided that singing songs that are stuck in my head from having seen far too many episodes of The Wiggles, just won't do! My lovely sister bought Oliver/me a great CD for his Birthday. Dino 5. It is Hip Hop for babies. She's knows how much I love my hip hop (crappy) music. This is a really cool CD. Even my nine year old niece had a few favorite tracks. So I was inspired to find more, just then I was listening to my weekly Podcast of Manic Mommies and Erin and Kristen were talking about the new Bare Naked Ladies Album called Snack Time. It sounded so cute, and because I've had a personal encounter with one of the "Ladies" I was compelled to buy this CD. (I washed Ed's hair once at a salon in Boston I used to work at, made an ass of my self..nothing new..)This Album is so funny and quirky you'll find your self listening to it when the kids aren't in the car. Now I know my child isn't really old enough to form his own opinion of music but I can give it a shot,right?
Scott rolls his eyes at me often!

Your mouth is not a trash can!

After I've put it out there to my non judgemental girlfriends, I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one that does some pretty gross things as a parent. I began to realize that almost daily I was doing something that required the pause..and the inevitable "why the hell did I just do that" question. And I knew I had to share this with you soon after my husband came up with the quote of the day, I had picked something sticky off the seat of the car and put it directly in my mouth when, "Your mouth is not a trash can" was said to me. Something a parent might have say to a child perhaps, not to his wife. This is a strange habit I recently developed soon after my child learned how to eat solid food. I will eat something off his highchair tray he didn't finish..harmless..Then it's something he dropped on the kitchen or living room floor...not so bad, right? I found my self in the aisle of the grocery store picking up, yet again, another spilled bag of granola bites off the floor. I had them in my hand as I moved through the aisles. Then as I went to grab some milk I popped the bite size(dirty)granola bites into my mouth. God what is wrong with me? Parenting in general can just be disgusting. No longer are the days you can use the bathroom in private, now you have to read Peekaboo Bear to your child(for the tenth time)while you're on the toilet. How about eating a sandwich right after an application of diaper rash cream, forgetting to wash your hands because your that hungry. I've seen that trailer for Tina Fey's new movie Baby Momma when the women asks her son if the smudge he has on him is chocolate or poop, she tastes it, and realizes it's chocolate. To a mom this scenario is not so far fetched.

This time last year...

When I woke up this morning it was about the same time I was woken up last year. Only this year the kicks were coming from outside of my body (same feet doing the kicking) and now he was the one with wet pants. Seven thirty a.m April 29th 2007 my water broke and so began the fastest year I've ever lived. My baby will turn one tomorrow and I can't believe it! I've gotten past crying every time I mention it. We're off in a few days to share our birthday with my family in New Hampshire. We literally share a birthday with my brother Chip. Even though I was in labor all day on the 29th he held out an hour and a half longer to be born on Chip's birthday. April 30th 1:48 am. I really wouldn't have mattered which day he came out he was very likely to land on any number of relatives birthdays. It is strange how many people in both Scott's and my family were born late April through mid May.
So we've made it a year- we're all still alive. Some have gained a little weight and some of us have lost a little- Thank god! He's a great Little man! I look forward to the amazing changes this next year has in store for us!

Taste of the single (parenthood) life..

And not liking it! I give mad props to the single parents out there. It's tough stuff. Oliver and I have been without daddy for 2 days. Scott went on a much needed mental vaca down south with his friend from up north. Fishin', drinkin' and baseball watching.(Red Sox just beat the Yankees!) I'm sure he didn't have deal with the Wiggles or other peoples poop. Lucky man.
It just so happened that I was thinking of how great it would be to get away, Guilt free. And by that I mean "Mommy guilt" free. I know if I needed to Scott would have no problem with me getting away for a bit, I just don't think I could. Any of you moms know just what I mean. The Mom guilt is all consuming, it comes with the territory like stretch marks and the desire to cut off all your hair. And the weird thing is I picked up my new copy of Parenting magazine (ironically ignoring my child to read about how to better take care of him) and there was this article, as if put there on purpose, just for me, just for this very weekend, about how to free yourself from the Mommy guilt. (But of course I still felt guilty for reading instead of playing with my child.) It's a hard thing to separate from. Being a Mom and being who you always were. Yeah things will change (God I hope so) but you have to trust that it will be ok if you go away for the weekend with or without your husband. It's ok to call upon a sitter to go to a movie or just to sit on the beach for a few hours. The child will thrive without you there 24/7, he might even be better off. And on another note, I'm done feeling like less of a mom by not giving my toddler (who can't even speak English yet) Spanish lessons. I tried it, I'll teach him what I know and that will have to do for now.
Good thing about being alone..No one to tell you, you shouldn't buy pizza, ice cream and Twizzlers all in the same weekend. Bad thing..No one to talk you out of buying pizza, ice cream and Twizzlers. Good thing..Catching up on phone calls,
e-mails and Blogs. Bad thing..No one to talk to. Good thing..I watched Hannah Montana without the strange glares. Bad thing..I watched Hannah Montana.