Friday, March 26, 2010

You're #1

I'll probably offend someone with this photo but I don't care, it makes me laugh every time I see it.
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My baby girl has had spunk from day she was conceived. I hope she never loses it!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

The Pros and Cons...

...of a big floppy sun hat.

Pros: Um hello, they're cute!

Spring has Sprung


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The cons: You can't see her sweet little face. Heavy sigh, being cute is hard work!

I hate that I have to use small pictures on my blog so I've added links to LARGE versions for those who can't get enough delicious baby goodness (Grandma, I'm looking at you!)

Peace out homies, we've got a play date. Places to go, people to see.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Sticks and Stones

Being an older first time mother and knowing Sydney will mostly likely grow up an only child, I try to surround her with loving, trustworthy people. Without brothers or sisters, I feel like it's even more important to have a strong network of friends, for her and for myself. I thought I was doing a pretty good job of that until recently. Someone I trusted 100% let me down in a big way. It was hard enough for me to trust people when it was just my emotions on the line, but now I'm putting my child's heart on the line too.

It's said often you should trust your instincts. What happens when you do that and your instincts are completely wrong? I can tell you one thing for certain, not only do you feel betrayed by the person who hurt you, you feel betrayed by your own instincts. I don't understand what drives people to act the way they do. What causes a trusted friend to take your care and concern and twist into something ugly?

There are so many things to worry about as a mother but the thing that scares me the most these days is broken hearts. Broken bones can be fixed without much lasting damage, but a broken heart can change the course of a child's life.

So yeah, whoever came up with that saying "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me", they were a few fries short of a happy meal. I'm making a pact with myself right now to never ever utter those words to Sydney. I don't care who you are, words hurt a lot more than being smacked upside the noggin with a stick!

Friday, March 19, 2010

Dear Sunshine,

You're the bomb! Please take your coat off and stay awhile so mama and I can play outside every single day.





Thursday, March 18, 2010

Who Needs Tizzie?

When Syd turned one I decided it was time to break the bad habit we had of rocking her to sleep before putting her to bed. I never intended for that habit to go on so long in the first place but you know the old saying, "if it ain't broke, don't fix it". It's hard to convince yourself to shake up the bedtime routine when your kid's been sleeping through the night since her 4th month.

So back in January I set about the task of researching how to break this habit of ours. I felt we might all 3 need an intervention and possibly some xanex for Ty. I was considering making some woman named Tizzie Hall $30 richer because she's the international baby whisperer extraordinaire whose book had all the answers. Turns out I didn't have to contribute to Tizzie's retirement fund after all because Syd broke the habit herself.

It was the strangest thing. One night, no matter how much I rocked her, she just would not fall into a deep sleep. I figured it was due to the change in routine because daddy usually does bedtime but he was not home that night. Out of frustration I kissed her, put her in her bed and walked out of her room. I fully expected blood curdling screams to ensue but I'll be damned if she didn't just lay down and go to sleep. Pffft, total fluke, right? Wrong. I tried it the next night and it worked again. Then I started trying it during the day at nap time and voila, habit broken.

So the way I see it, I owe Syd $30.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Well, it's official, I can add mommy blogger to the list of things I am. I'm also a mother (duh), wife, sister, daughter, friend and hopefully some day I'll be an Auntie too...sorry H, I owe you a jab or 6. Of course I'm also the cook, maid, financial consultant, chauffeur, secretary, personal shopper, nurse, domestic engineer, party planner, director of entertainment etc etc. You get the point.

This is my space to write about it all. Welcome to it!