Head Over Heels..

Working Moms..

2012-02-10T09:27:00.000-08:00

I know this is days late, but I am a working mom so that's my excuse.

I am linking up with the very famous Kelly today to discuss life as a working mom.

In a perfect world full of cash, I would be able to stay home with my son, lunch with my friends, and workout and clean while he naps.

Unfortunately, life is not that easy. I am a full time teacher, I eat lunch at my computer, try to squeeze a workout in here and there, and clean on the weekends. Glamorous right?

I went back to work when Grant was 12 weeks old.

I stressed the for a month before, sobbed on the first day, and still cry every Monday when I drop him off. Maybe my emotions are still out of wack, or maybe I am just wacked.

I like my job. I think on most days I make a positive difference in the lives of kids.
My work validates me and makes me feel good about myself.
But, balancing this crazy life is hard!

Getting ready in the morning takes teamwork. And I can no longer spend 45 minutes on hair and makeup. I usually do not even have time to accessorize. Gasp.

When we get home, I try to focus on playing with Grant. I want to hold him, sing to him, and love on him to make up for being away all day. I love this time we have together, but I feel like the wash is staring at me, dinner needs to be started, the dog needs to be walked, blah blah blah.

Some days I just have to say to myself, it cannot all get done and it will be okay.
I am very type A, so I hate saying this to myself.

So while my situation is not ideal, I am thankful that I have a job, I am thankful that my son will know the value of hard work, I am thankful for a great babysitter, and I am thankful for the quality time we have with our son.

On a positive note, knowing that I can get out of the house most mornings without throw up on me, with the lunches made, bags packed, and looking somewhat put together makes me kinda feel like superwoman.

xoxo,

Is this real life?

2012-02-07T09:22:00.000-08:00

So...yesterday I intercepted a note from a Kindergartener.

Let me preface this with that fact that I feel like I am a pretty uncensored person.
One of my top 5 words is bitches.

However, even I was shocked to read the words that this little person had written.
Don't get me wrong..part of me was a little tiny bit proud because he spelled his sight words correctly, and properly sounded out the filthy words that were written.
But mostly I was appalled.

I led a very sheltered life, I get that. But is this real life?
Do kids really know bad words? And not just curse words, bad bad words!

Please tell me this type of situation is isolated to my little urban school district?

Grant is never going to school, or out of the house.

P.S. I called the parents, they cared about the situation about as much as I care about politics. Which is none. Bitches...

xoxo,

Pitchers, catchers, and loverboy...

2012-02-06T08:28:00.000-08:00

Now that this whole Superbowl nonsense is over we can focus on these guys!

Pitchers and catchers report in 12 days.
Loverboy and my dad report a few weeks later.

So while he leaves the babe and I behind in ice and snow he will
be soaking up the Florida sunshine.
I know, I know, I am the best wife ever. Like seriously, ever.

Go Phillies!
xoxo

Grant: Months 5 & 6

2012-02-04T06:12:00.001-08:00

Month 5

Weight: 17.4
Height: 26 3/4.
Head: Still Big.

Still in size 3 diapers.
You are wearing 6-9 month clothes.

-You have two teeth.

-You are sitting up basically on your own. When you get excited you fly back and fall over. You can get up on all 4’s, but then you realize your head is soo heavy!

-You are still a great sleeper. Going to bed at 6:30, you usually wake up around 4 for a quick snack. I don’t mind at all.

-You had your first taste of food this month. Organic rice cereal with avocado’s. You acted like I have never fed you before and loved every bite! You have also had squash, sweet potatos, apples, carrots, and peas. I am making all of your food and you love it all!

-You love to play with all of your new toys that you got for Christmas, but your favorite toy is a mirror and your books.

-You still love your shows. You hear babygenius come on and your head whips around.

- You love to look outside. You are very interested in all the work daddy is doing in the back yard so that you will have a fun place to play.

- You think your dad is the funniest guy ever. You belly laugh at him all the time.

-You love your puppy. You try to grab Brewer’s face and ears. He is very gentle with you and licks you all over.

-You love puffs. You can pick them up and try really hard to get them in your mouth. You are also starting to practice drinking from a sippy cup.

-You are still having about 25-30 oz of bm a day.

-You are sitting like a big boy in your stroller.

- Everynight before bath time, we let you get naked and we play in your room. You love this and so do we.

-We put your whale tub away! You were busting out of it and wanted to sit up on your own. Now you are in the tub all alone. You look so big. Mommy spots you so you don’t fall over.

Month 6

Weight: 18.3
Height: 27 1/2.
Head: 17.5

Still in size 3 diapers.
You are wearing 6-9 month clothes.

-You still have two teeth. I am on the look out for any news ones that may be on their way. At night we sometimes rub some baby oragel on your gums. Dr. Sless says all 4 top teeth and ready to poke through!

-You are sitting up by yourself, scooting and rolling all over, and up rocking on all 4’s. We think you are about to crawl any day now. You want to move so badly.

-We have started trying to keep you awake until 7. You never make it. By 6:45 you are pooped!

-Dr. Sless gave us the go ahead to let you eat anything you want. I cant wait to give you chicky nug nugs!

-You like Daddy’s new ipad. Facetime is your favorite. We Facetime Riley, Uncle Marc and Scott and Nonni all the time.

-You are starting to talk a lot. You say dada all the time, but I don’t think you are associating it with daddy just yet.

- You are a good morning napper, thanks to Ms. Stefy. You sleep for 1.5-2 hours in the a.m. you hate afternoon naps! But will sometimes take one if we go for a drive.

- Your favorite store is BJ’s. you love to look at all the lights.

- We just started letting you sit in a cart like a big boy.

- You also started to sit in high chairs at restaurants. As long as we feed you, you love it.

Grant, I cant believe you have been in our lives for 6 months! The amount of joy you bring to each of our days is indescribable. I still love staring at you and thanking God that you are mine. I often find myself telling you aloud how you amaze me. If I told you a million times a day how much I loved you, it still wouldn’t be enough. You are such a sweet boy and being your mom is the greatest gift! I love you always.

xoxo,

You're It!

2012-01-31T08:03:00.000-08:00

My first ever tag! So excited.

My girl Tess, over at Tea Time with Tess included me in this little game.
Tess is the best. I pretend we are bff and I want to go visit her in Chicago so very badly.
This little conversation happens in my house all the time:

Me: Babe, you know my friend Tess?

Shaun: Your fake blog friend?

Me: Yes, her. She did this, or that, or ate here, or wore this super cute outfit.

So yes, we are bff in my mind.
Anyway onto the fun....

Here are the rules for this little game:
**You must post the rules

**Post 11 Fun Facts about yourself
**Answer the 11 questions that the tagger posted for you & then create 11 questions to ask the people you've tagged
**Tag 11 people and link them in your post
**Let them know you have tagged them

1. What is your profession? I am a reading teacher. I have my Master's degree in School Administration and I am just waiting for the perfect job opportunity to present itself and whisk me away. And I secretly, want to be a hair stlysit and a realtor. If I just did this to begin with, I would have a lot less student loans...dammit. Ok, vent over.

2. How would you describe your style? Hmm, I try to be trendy. I like pulling an outfit together with a high belt, chunky jewels, or a unique accessory. But then again, I'm a new mom and usually have on sweats and am wearing spit up.

3. What one make-up product can you not live without? Bronzer. After all I do live at the Jersey Shore, so I have to represent. That and I am the palest person eva.

4. If you could be besties with one celebrity, who would it be? Probably Carrie Underwood. So she could tell me how to do my hair, makeup, and get ridiculously toned legs.

5. What is your dream vacation?
I want to go here please.

6. What magazines do you subscribe to? Better Homes & Gardens, Taste of Home, Rachel Ray, and People.

7. If you could have a special talent {that you don't currently have}, what would it be? I want to be able to sing, on Broadway.

8. What is your favorite breakfast food? I am not big on breakfast food. I like veggie omelets though.

9. If you could do anything, what is your dream job? I would like to stay home with my son and get paid big bucks for doing it. Maybe, I would do a little home decorating/organizing on the side.

10. What is your guilty pleasure? Booze. Specifically wine.

11. What is the best piece of advice you've ever received, and who gave it to you? My mom taught me that it's ok to say no. Sometimes I stretch myself too thin and then get way stressed out. I am still practicing saying no, but it is good advice.

I am too lazy to think of my own questions, and my 20 minute lunch is almost over. So the questions shall remain the same. And I am tagging:

Tami at Little Moments Like This
Wiz at Fine Wine & Diapers
Lauren at Greetings From the Outskirts of Sanity
Courtney at Keeping up with Court
Gretch at The Holmes Home
Hailey at Destined for Royalty

What? That is only 6? Gotta run, duty calls.

Thanks again Tess!

xoxo,

Never the best..

2012-01-27T09:18:00.000-08:00

Growing up I was never the best at anything. Sure, I was good at things, but it was always a struggle. I like winning and being the best, so never being the best was pretty much the worst thing ever for me.

Let me elaborate:

I was a good student academically, but I worked my ass off. I say academically, because I was a little bad ass behaviorally. Those stories are for a different post. Anyway, I had to study hard, review a lot, and cheat a little. The SAT’s were a mess. The damn test was too long and I never finished it. Somehow, I got into college with no problem and graduated with honors. I went on to get my masters, but again I worked hard and stressed a lot. Bottom line, I was never the best student.

Growing up I played lots of sports and participated in various activities. I was a gymnast, but my best friend was always a better gymnast...bitch. I was a good cheerleader. I competed on an all star team, traveled around the U.S. for competitions, and cheered in college. I was good, but far from the best. Someone was always skinnier and lighter to throw in the air, could do more back flips than I could, or was stronger than me. I was a decent softball player. I played on traveling teams, and broke a school record. But, my school was small and I was always a big fish in a little sea. I rarely got press and was laughed at by colleges because I was too small to be a catcher. Bottom line, I was never the best. Not even close.

I think I am a pretty decent friend. I give a lot of myself and have a hard time saying no. But, over the years I have let friendships slip away when I could have made more of an effort. So again, I was never the best at maintaining friendships.

I am a good daughter. I distinctly remember one of the most important things to me growing up was striving to make my parents proud. I didn’t want to disappoint them in any way. I wanted them to think I was awesome. Many times, I was not awesome. I wish I could go back to my teenage years and bitchslap myself. I had a mouth and a serious attitude problem. And I know I have disappointed my parents on more than one occasion. So yep, keeping with the theme, I was never the best daughter.

Let’s see what else am I? A sister. I went to college with my older brother. He would always call me at night in my dorm and tell me he was hungry. I would make and deliver him a snack. Pretty kickass right? But I also crashed and totaled his beloved jeep, threw his nintendo controllers in the pool, and I was the queen of ratting on my brothers to my parents. So while I strive to be the best, I am surely not the best sista!

I have been an educator for 9 years. For the first 5, I taught 2^nd grade, and then I moved into a position where I was afforded the opportunity to coach teachers, and now I am a reading teacher. I try hard everyday to impact my students positively. Often times I am left feeling frustrated. I know my efforts are genuine, but am I the best at my job? Negative.

Always knowing that I was not the best was a hard pill to swallow. I dealt with feelings of never feeling good enough and always wanting to do more, and be better. Sometimes it was a struggle, and I remember feeling sad and inadequate.

On July 23^rd, 2011. God gave me a little boy…and with this little boy came the chance to finally be the best. Around him I know I am the best, because he brings out my best. Sacrifices are no longer sacrifices and tired days are erased with smiles. I know that I make the best choices for my son, I know that I love him the best, and I know that he gets the best of me everyday. All the sudden never being the best for all of those years doesn’t matter anymore. I now know that being a mom is what I am the best at. I really believe that God had a plan for me the whole time. He was telling me to be patient and that it wasn’t my time to be the best just yet.

And I think this little man was worth the wait.

xoxo,

Etsy Love...

2012-01-26T09:40:00.000-08:00

This year for Christmas I ordered a few things from Etsy and I wanted to give a little shout out to the lovely ladies and the pretty things that they make.

This year I tried really hard to support small businesses.
And why not?...who doesn't love a handmade personal gift.

First up:
http://www.etsy.com/people/tammaleensbeads

I ordered my MIL a photo bracelet with my little mans pictures.
Basically, it is the cutest thing ever.
Shaun's mom loved it.
I emailed Tammy the pictures and she does the rest.
She even sends extra copies of the tiny pictures.

Shipping was fast! Packaging was super cute.
Overall, great experience. Go visit and get something cute.
Grandmothers love this kind of stuff!

Next:
http://www.etsy.com/shop/Faithsfinery

Baby Harper turned 1 a few days after Christmas, and ofcourse my mind thinks beach!
I got her the most adorable swim coverup.

See..real cute!
(image from sellers shop)
I cant wait to see her wear it this summer.
Again fast shipping (like really fast) and cute packaging.

Finally:
Check out this website.
http://tawescreeksoap.com/

She is not quite on etsy yet, but I have suggested it. This soap is the best.
All natural, no chemicals. Safe for even a baby's bum!
It smells so good, I want to eat it. I licked it once.
Here are some of the selections:

Honey Citrus Beer Soap - Cocoa butter, sunflower oil, honey, beer and a combination of citrus essential oils

Coffee Kitchen Soap - Coffee grinds are added to this recipe to remove kitchen odors like garlic and onion from your hands

Avocado Soap - avocado oil helps retain moisture, for those you like an unscented soap this is for you

Avocado..beer..coffee. Some of my favorite things!

If you are local, check it out. if you are not local, check out the "contact us" tab on the website.

I got an email over Christmas that pretty much said..support local and small businesses. I listened and it feels good. Have a recommendation for a small business? Let me know, I would love to check it out!! Just trying to spread the love.

xoxo,

Happy Hour; Redefined.

2012-01-12T09:58:00.000-08:00

During Christmas break I was determined to have a drink with ma main squeeze.

(Car, I know..worst picture of life).
((FYI, we need more pics together.))

It didn’t go quite as planned, but it happened. We made tentative plans during the week, but for one reason or another they always kind of fizzled out.

Mostly, because I was
A) too tired
B) too ugly and didn’t feel like getting pretty or
C) all of the above.

I would start the day being really pumped up. I was all "hell’s yea I am going out tonight.” I had visions of me changing out of my sweatpants and into some skinny jeans, putting on some glittery makeup, taking off my nursing tank and slipping into something pretty. And then…..between 17 rounds of breastfeeding, 20 diaper changes, 3 hours of playing on the floor, singing The Wheels on the Bus way too many times, and being puked on, I lost my mojo.

I often think when did I become a 90 year old? Truth is I am not even 90, I am practically dead. My grandpop is 92 and stays up way later than me, I also think he is ‘funner” than I am.

Anyway, it was Sunday night and the end of my winter break was slowly closing in on me and I had no happy hour to show for it.
I called this fine piece of ass and asked her if she wanted to go for a walk.
Car, don't be mad.
I stalked this picture down and stole it, because it pretty much sums you up!

Of course I brought wine. She tried to put it in the house for when we got back. I slapped some sense into her and told her we were bringing the wine on the walk. So we drank on our walk, husbands, babies, dogs and all. It wasn’t as glamorous as I had envisioned, but it was perfect.

So there you have it, “Happy Hour Redefined.” A good name for a chapter in the book I want to write titled “The Shit They Don’t Tell You About Motherhood.”

Cheers!

Beach Day in January!

2012-01-08T09:00:00.000-08:00

It has become my families tradition to jump into the ocean on New Year's Day.

Some families eat black eyed peas as part of their tradition, we get drunk, take off our clothes, and go for a wintery dip.

I have yet to partake in this adventure.
Last year, I was pregnant and getting drunk, taking off my clothes, and freezing my ass off were all looked down upon.

This year I totally would have down it if I was a little skinnier, a little drunker, and a little tanner. I am thinking next year is my year.

Without further ado here are the pics.

Grant's first Polar Bear Plunge. He loved it.

All is calm when you get there hours before it starts to grill and drink.

Kristin is trying to win "tailgater of the year" at the next Phillies Party.
Whipping up some breakfast sandwiches.
The tent where you pee, get warm, and who knows what else goes down in there.
Starting to get crowded. The polar bear plunge is a big thing up and down the NJ coastline. Almost every beach town participates. And thousands of people partake in the craziness.
My momma. She took one article of clothing off every 20 minutes. She thinks this helps her body get used to the cold.
Chocolate Martini's in a water jug...yes please.
My cousin Heathy.
She is crazy and I love it.
Riley made an appearance. We joke that she was conceived after this event last year.
I really think it is no joke though.
Here they go.
I love my mom face running out of the water. She is in the red top.
And she did it!
My brother Scott and Shaun decided to go in a second time.
So cold.
I can't wait to show this to Grant one day.
Some random guy asked Heather to hold his drink.
Of course, she drinks it all.
Hope your New Year is as refreshing as this!

Much Love Pretty Girls
xoxo,

Basically...

2012-01-03T16:14:00.000-08:00

Christmas was craptastic.

It started out all good. We were prepped and ready for our Christmas Eve party.
The invite read "Let's Get Toasty," and that is what I fully intended to do.

But then, I forgot a 5 month old runs my life. And he likes a little drama. So he decided to get sick and scream his head off for 5 consecutive hours on Christmas Eve night.
I contemplated murdering myself several times.

A feverish, cranky, coughy baby resulted in us staying home on Christmas day. Of course I cried. No Christmas dinner, no baby's first Christmas pictures with all of his cousins, no drinking unlimited amounts of holiday spirits, no fun.

I did manage to snap a few pics. But they. along with this whole story are pretty pathetic.

Outside checking out the lights, and waiting for Santa.
Santa on a fire truck. I warned you, these pictures are the world's worst.
The big tree
What I like to refer to as the Lady Gaga tree.
Cami opening presents. Don't get excited.
This was our annual "Christmas the Week Before Party."
How is she so big?I swear she was this little like yesterday. So cute!
07'
Kris & RileyMy ridiculously pretty cousin Rissy.
A sick babyboy Christmas morning.
Merry Merry..
Next year's Christmas better kick this Christmas' ass.

And I know I am way late on this. Expect a New Year's recap around Easter.

xoxo,

Are You Ready??

2011-12-27T08:43:00.000-08:00

Ben!!!

Unfortunately, I am married, or I would have added to the crazy and crashed this Bachelor party.

From the looks of the previews, the crazy seems to be on overload... Just the way I like it.

Have you watched the promo?

Ben's nekked ass..insane girls..
It's gonna be good..

Ahhhh, I cannot wait!
I just hope I can stay up past my bedtime to watch...

Cya Pretties,
xoxo

Christmas Fun..

2011-12-23T12:28:00.000-08:00

A few weeks ago we went to have some Christmas fun with my in laws.

This is the 2nd year that we have gone to Smithville and I love the little tradition we have started.

Smithville is a quaint little village of shops & restaurants. There is a big carousel, train rides, a lake with a light show and lots of Christmas charm.
The light show on the lake that Grant couldn't stay up late enough to see. Maybe next year.
All bundled up in front of the talking tree with Granma & Granpa. xoxo,

The Night of Throw Up &Beer...

2011-12-17T11:56:00.000-08:00

Ever have one of those nights?

It was a long day at work, I was happy to be home..until all hell broke loose.

Babyboy was just getting over his 1st cold. No more snotty nose for him, no more snotted up boobs for me. No more nebulizer for him, no more nebulizer anxiety for me. We put the humidifier away and unpropped his crib. We were in the clear...or so I thought.

I was nursing the little beast when all of the sudden he started throwing up everywhere. He turned into super throw up baby. Full force, projectile throw up in quantities I didnt think were even imaginable. How was so much coming out of such a little creature? He only fits 6 oz in his belly. Why was he puking gallons?

I freaked, then got changed.

More puke. More changing.

Vom ,vom, vom. And I am running out of pajama pants. Maybe I should just stay naked?

Finally, bathed and put throw up baby to bed. My anxiety was in full swing. I was convinced he was going to throw up in his sleep, choke on it, and die. Clearly, I need to up the dosage. He was fine, sleeping peacefully.

What? My belly hurt.
Loverboy and I sat down to eat. Even though I needed a drink after that whole ordeal. I decided not to drink. I was too exhausted and I was also convinced all the wine was starting to poison my breastmilk.

We were enjoying a nice meal, and I kept hearing something pouring. Like water. Alot of water. I though it was the washing machine or the dishwasher, or some other device that has water. I didn't care. Nom, nom, nom..kept eating. Kept hearing water pouring. A few minutes later I got up and went into our bar room and then I saw it. Beer. Beer everywhere. Normally, the latter sentence would be a dream come true. Like a room filled with ice cold bottles of Michelob Ultra. But this beer scenario was much different.

The kegerator had magically forced itself into the on position and has been spewing beer out for the last five minutes. Envision 3 inches of beer all over my glossy hardwoods. My first thought, grab a straw and start slurping. My 2nd thought lay down face first in it and try to drown myself. My 3rd thought..cry. I cried.

We spent the next 40 minutes sopping up beer off of the floor.

I pretty much should have stayed naked.

Beer & throw up. A combination that has been in my life before, but never in this way.

Oh what a freakin' night.

The culprit.

My very shiny hardwood floors. Is this what motherhood is all about.
I guess this is more of the shiz they never tell you about.

xoxo,

Motivation

2011-12-15T07:36:00.000-08:00

I have been trying to be motivated to eat less and move more. I have also been trying to zip my pre-pregnancy jeans for weeks. I eat fairly healthy during the week, and tend to let go a little more on the weekends..oh, and the gallons of wine don't help either.

I feel guilty going for a run when I get home from work, because it is more time away from the babe. We do go on a long walk everyday though. I have been running a few days a week, and on the weekends.

Friday is jean day at work, and this Friday I wore my pp jeans. Booya! I zipped them, it wasn't that pretty, but the deed was done. I lost all 48 pregnancy lbs, just typing this makes me want to vom. 48 lbs =shameful. Yay, awesome, super..I lost 48 lbs, but I need to lose 10 more. Apparently, I thought it was cool to bulk up before I got preg. I kinda knew the time was coming and I think I just thought eff it, I am eating. Bad idea.

Even though I am feeling encouraged, I am by no means where I want to be. Losing a shitload of weight makes you feel skinny, but it is not the same. The shit just doesn't go back to where it is supposed to go. Another sacrifice of motherhood.

I am feeling motivated to continue to run my big ass off and I will continue to eat less and constantly be hungry. Summer is right around the corner after all.

Skinny bitches motivate me..
What motivates you?

xoxo,

Grant..Month 3 & 4

2011-12-10T05:46:00.000-08:00

Before my kid turns 5 months, I thought I should get this out of the way.
Disheveled mama. Story of my life.

3 Months:

Height: @ 25 inches
Weight: 15 lbs, 8 oz.
Head: Big.
Size 2 diapers / 3-6 month clothes.

-On the day you turned 3 months you rolled over! We obviously think you are gifted because of this. We clapped and cheered every time you did it, which made you want to do it more and more.

- I moved you to your crib this month. I slept like crap for two nights. You did awesome.

- You are still going to bed @6:30 and I wake you up at 6a.m. Most night you sleep straight through the night.

-You are still bf'ing at 6a.m., you have 3 5-6 oz. bottles of bm at Ms. Stefy's and then you nurse at 4, bottle at 530, nurse before bed. I love how big and full your belly looks after you eat.

-You are still obsessed with the tub. You are growing out of your whale tub, and will be taking a big boy bath in no time.

- You can sit up for a few seconds, but are pretty wobbly.

- You are "talking" so much. Before bath time we play in your room. You love talking to daddy. You scream, and make all kinds of silly noises.

4 Months:

Weight: 16.8 lbs
Height: 25 3/4.
Head: Still Big.

We just switched you to size 3 diapers.
You wear mostly 6 month clothes.

-You cut your first tooth this month. It is super cute.

-You also got your 1st cold. You were still so happy even though you were sick. We had to give you a neb treatment every 4 hours, and you sat like such a good boy every time.

-You are sleeping great and eating about 32 oz of bm a day.

-You are starting to seem interested in food. I cant wait to let you taste something yummy. Maybe at 6 months.

-You are rolling all over the place and jumping like a maniac in you bouncy seat.

-You love babygenius shows. We let you watch a few (10 minute shows a day). Your favorite songs are: ABC's, No More Monkeys, Wheels on the Bus, and BINGO.

- You are sitting up with a little more control.

- Daddy thinks you will be crawling soon. During tummy time you scoot yourself forward by pushing with your legs. So strong.

-You are starting to notice Brewer. You reach out for him, and try to eat his face.

-You are grabbing toys and putting them in your mouth.

-You are quickly outgrowing your swing and try to roll out of it.

-You love going to walks and try to use your baby abs to sit up in your stroller.

We love watching you grow. You get "funner" and "funner" each day.

We love you babyboy!

xoxo,

Happy Happy Beeches...

2011-12-04T11:17:00.000-08:00

Because a 4 month old runs my life, and because I go to bed when the sun is still out I am a little late on showing some birfday love to some special girls.

First: Mi Madre
She is the bomb dot com.
She was a great support to me when I was pregnant and miserable, she made me believe everything would be okay when I wanted to murder myself during those 1st few weeks as a new mom, she has gone above and beyond to help my little family, and she feeds me every Sunday.
Don't ask.
Getting ready to jump in the ocean, in the middle of the winter.
Loving on the babyboy. Obviously, my dad is still learning how to smile. Mom, your generosity is admirable & your smile makes me happy. So many people tell me that I look like you, and a few tell me that I act like you..even though I pretend I am annoyed by this, it is the greatest compliment I can receive. I love you Lu.

Next: My Erits

My friend Erin turned the big 3-0 this month. She is seriously the kindest, most genuine person ever! Yes ever. I do not get to see her nearly enough, but when I do it is always a good time.

This dance is legit, because we learned it from 3rd graders.
Best picture of life.I like to kiss her face.

And apparently lick it too.

Erit, thanks for being such a great friend. We will celebrate the dirty 30's soon and I hope there will be more face licking involved. Muahhhhh

xoxo,

I used to....

2011-11-28T05:33:00.000-08:00

I used to have my nails and toes painted and perfectly manicured.

I used to wear matching bras and underwear.

I used to shave my legs daily.

I used to sleep in.

I used to exercise everyday.

I used to have perfectly highlighted hair.

I used to buy myself fancy clothes.

I used to have flawlessly applied makeup.

I used to have a spotless home..at all times.

I used to be 15 lbs thinner.

I used to wine and dine at fancy restaurants.

I used to stay up past 8:30.

I used to have a part of my heart that was empty. Now it is filled with so much love for this little man, and I wouldn't change a thing. Ok- maybe I would get a pedicure.
I love you Grant. More than you could ever imagine!

xoxo,

Broken Heart...

2011-11-19T05:06:00.001-08:00

This past week we lost my grandmother. She was such a special person, with a kind spirit and huge heart. I am so thankful that Grant and I spent such a wonderful summer with her and my grandpop. We had lunch with them every week and made such special memories. I know Grant will not remember her, but I will be sure to tell him how much she loved him and how sweet she was. I will miss her so much, but she will always be close to my heart.

This was part of her obituary:

She loved cooking and baking and faithfully watched the Food Network. We will never forget her "nanny cookies" or the wonderful meals we shared at her table. Olga also crocheted and made beautiful Afghans. Olga loved to be surrounded by family, which was the most important part of her life.

She taught me a love of cooking, and finding new recipes. She taught me how to be a forgiving person, she taught me kindness, she taught me to always take care of others. I love you nan! Thank you for everything!

xoxo,

Cluster F

2011-11-14T16:34:00.000-08:00

I contemplated the name of this blog post.

I am glad I stuck with cluster F.

Some days, ok..most days I feel like I am not cut out for motherhood.
Rather, working motherhood.

Get up at the ass crack of dawn, brush teeth, sometimes brush hair, tend to babyboy, make lunches, work, get home, make dinner, tend to babyboy, pass the heck out. Most nights by 8:30. Rinse, repeat.

I find myself struggling to find balance in life. There is never enough time. Never enough time to spend with Grant, never enough time to do wash, blog, read, work out, love on my husband. I hate it. I need more hours.

So here you have it, a cluster f of random pictures.
I need to get this blog up to present day and it is 7:53,
so I need to hurry before I turn into a pumpkin.

First chilly day of fall.

Tummy time with Daddy.

Grant and my great uncle.
I love when he tries to eat peoples faces. Arghhh!2 of my cousins had babies this summer also.
This was the big meet and greet.
Emma on the left, Adalyn on the right, my beastly child in the middle.
Yep, his head is massive.
I figure he has a big brain. Really big.Happy Halloween.What? I have to go to bed at 6:30 and miss all the fun?

Grant hanging with Riley doing a little lunch and shopping.

There is more but it is 8:16...
goodnight beeeetches.
xoxo,

Let's Talk About Boobies..

2011-10-21T16:40:00.000-07:00

I think my FIL may read my blog. Hopefully, he will skip this post.

Ok- let's continue.

I am breastfeeding.
Going strong for 3+ months...And I feel as if I need to keep it real and discuss the pros and cons.

Pro's
-The bonding experience with your baby is pretty awesome. They look at you like you are so pretty, and trust me at 3a.m. you are not!
-It is good for them. Blah Blah.
-It burns 500 calories a day. Umm yeah, 500 is apparently not enough. #muffintop
-You don't have to make a bottle in the middle of the night, you just whip out the boob. And at 3a.m. you are not only ugly, you are lazy.
-I get out of working 4 times a day to pump. I try to go when I am about to kill a 5 year old because I have been teaching them the letter d for 3 weeks and they still don't know it.
-My boobs are magical. My kid can be screaming his lungs out and the boob can silence him in seconds. I am actually worried how I will parent when this whole bf'ing ordeal is over.

That's all I got for pro's.

Con's
-Leakage. Seriously, my boobs leak everywhere. Soaked breast pads and a wet bra only add to my hotness.
-Pumping. Am I a cow? Pretty much.
-Pumping at work. I know this was just a pro, but it is also a major con. Because of the muffintop I have been wearing a lot of dresses. I have to take my entire outfit off to pump. I sit in my office practically naked praying that people abide by the "do not enter sign" on the door.
-I have to control my wine consumption. As if I wasn't sober enough for 10 months, now I have to worry about drunk milk. I just want to drink in peace.
-Babyboy has decided he doesn't like to eat off my right boob. Really? I now have to trick him and contort myself into the most uncomfortable position ever to make him eat off this side. 3 month old drama.
-Sometimes you have to feed your kid in the car in the target parking lot, or a bathroom stall, or church. None of these options are ideal.

So that's the deal.
Overall, I am thankful that I'm able to provide nourishment for my son. Mostly, because I can buy shitloads of wine with all the money we save from not having to buy formula. Score.

xoxo,

Random Randomness..

2011-10-20T14:24:00.000-07:00

I started back to work this week.I feel like I can't even type about it or tears will flood the keyboard. Basically, it stinks. I miss my workout during morning naptime, I miss my mommy friends, I miss my clean house, I miss watching Ellen, I miss drinking wine at 3oclock just because I could. Most of all I miss this little man. Leaving him everyday may very well wind me up in a mental institution. I like my job, I really do..but I like my kid better. I am sad and I don't know what to do about it..besides drink more wine and start playing the lottery.

The other day this pretty little spectacle was in our hood. It made me forget my sorrows for a split second. Rainbows and glitter can knock the sad out of anyone.

Sophie is now banned from most of my friends and families homes. She is a glorified dog toy. A $25 dog toy. I was a little sketchy on whether or not to even invest in her, but I take all of my parenting advice from the Kardashians very seriously and Kourtney K. said Sophie was a must have. Sold.

I love the quote that is on our chalkboard. Sometimes it fills my heart with happiness, sometimes it makes me cry. Hormonal..check. Crazy..also check.

Have a good weekend my loves. I can't wait to love on my boys.xoxo,

Cape May Wine Festival 2011

2011-10-15T04:11:00.000-07:00

If wine is in the title of an event, then chances are I want to be there.

Baby and all.

Here's the recap.

Grant traveled in style.
Marc & LucasLuke & his Pops

My handsome boys. Riley is pooped from all the wine.My new normal. Wine and strollers.
Proud Papa!Cup holder in stroller= perfect for my wine glass.
And never travel without Sophie.
Thanks Car & Matt for tix.
Good times were had by all.

xoxo,

I'm an aunt!

2011-10-07T09:42:00.000-07:00

My brother and his wife welcomed a baby girl into the world on Wednesday, September 28th.

10 days late!

Welcome to the world Riley Hannah!
Grant is so excited that he has a new baby cousin.

Grant was palming her head. He is a beast!
Nonna
So weird that my brother and I are parents. It seems like only yesterday I was 12, I was pissed at him for some reason, and I threw his Nintendo controllers in the pool.Riley is too cool rockin' the little Vans her daddy bought her.
I love this little girl!

xoxo,

Phillies Party 2011

2011-10-05T12:40:00.000-07:00

Every year my dad throws a big Phillies party.

He very well might be their biggest fan.

The party is awesome. There are door prizes, trivia prizes, grand prizes. I heart prizes.
This year he rented a wedding tent to hold the event. Legit.

Before we get started I need to clear some things up. We live in SOUTH Jersey, we are fans of Philadelphia Sports teams. We are not from NORTH Jersey (eww), and are not fans of NY teams. K, carry on.
Next year I am demanding a dance floor. The TV and DJ booth.
Phillies Pretzels.Opening Remarks.
Yep, full uniform and black out under the eyes. Big Fan I tell ya.
National Anthem performed by my superstar cuz.
Grant and Uncle Scotty
First Award of the Night.. Phillies girl of the year.
She went to opening day and made all the signs.
This award was closely followed by my first Phillies Party Award.
"Most Improved Phillies Fan"
I studied my stats this year and don't think I missed a game.
My trophy is proudly displayed in our office.

These 2 are the cutest.
Baby Adalyn
Uncle Frank & Scott
The beer was plentiful
Chewy Louie
Ava
Let's score some runs Phils
Ok- these next pictures need some explanation or they are just plain weird.

Let me set the scene: Ryan Howard was up to bat and the Phillies were losing.

Scott: If Howard goes deep here, I am streaking to Big Pete's (my parents neighbor) house.

Well, Howard went deep. And put the Phillies in the lead.

#manofhisword
He left his boxers on, there were children present.
So funny.

I also love my grandmom's face in these pictures.
She was clearly pumped about the homer.
7th Inning Stretch. DJ played "Proud to be an American."
My pretty cousin and her bf.
Prize time
The most coveted award every year is "Fan of the Year"
This title earns you a front row seat at the party in a big cushy recliner and obviously pride.
This year it went to my brother Scott.

The fans reactions
Along with some real prizes, Scott got toilet paper and a plunger. He has toilet clogging issues.
Such a fun night.
Everyone left with a prize.
Some of the good ones this year were coolers, grills, and beer buckets.

I love my crazy family.
Can't wait til next year.

Go Phils!

xoxo,

Grant Update..

2011-10-04T06:49:00.000-07:00

I am a little behind on this, as usual.

Remember when I said I used to be cute and put together...yeah I used to be prompt also.

Here are Grant's 1 & 2 Month updates.

One Month
You People Torture Me.- You weigh 12.5 lbs... 98 percentile! I love your big belly.

- You eat a lot. Usually every 2 hours during the day.

- You are a great sleeper. You go to bed around 6:15 and sleep until 12:30. Are up around 4 for a little snack, and I usually wake you in the morning at 6-6:30.

- You love your daddy and give him lots of big smiles in the morning.

- You are swaddled at night, because you are a maniac with your arms and legs.

-You love car rides and walks around the neighborhood.

-You wear size 1 diapers and 0-3 month clothes.

-You have a closet full of clothes, but prefer to be nakey.

- You lived through your first hurricane, but the anxiety almost killed Mom.

- You got your first shot, cried for 5 seconds and were good to go. Mom cried way longer than you.

Two Months
- You weigh 14.8 lbs (95%) and are 25 inches long (97%) and your big dome is 90%. There is a big brain in there.

- You love to talk and repeat lots of vowel sounds. I will have you reading soon.

-You are so happy in the morning. We bring you into bed for a few minutes and you laugh, and smile, and talk so much.

-You are a very big boy and wear size 2 diapers, mostly 0-3 clothes, but some 3-6.

-You can hold some toys in your hands.

- You love lights, fans, and weirdly you smile and laugh at a random sconce on the wall.

-You have discovered and focus on your mobile and the toys on your playmat. Mom calls all of your friends "your people."

Checking out your people. .

- You are obsessed with the bath. You like to "swim swim" when you get in. When the water runs down your face you open your mouth to drink some.

Yes, sometimes I get in the tub with you.
- You are still sleeping great. You go to bed at 6:15 and I wake you up around 2 to eat. I know I shouldn't wake you but 1) I miss you and 2) My tata's are exploding.

-I thought about moving you to your crib this month, but that thought quickly left my head.

- You are still eating every 2 hours or so during the day. I think about 5 ounces, b/c that is usually what I pump at night after you go to sleep.

We love you so much and you bring incredible joy to our lives. You are growing much too quickly, but we are happy you are a healthy little boy. We pray every night that you will always know how much you are loved.

xoxo,

If...

2011-09-30T09:28:00.000-07:00

This is all over the blogosphere and I am jumping on the bandwagon...
Because all the cool girls are doing it.

If I were to get pregnant again I would throw myself off a very tall bridge. Talk to me about getting pregnant again when I sleep for 10 uninterrupted hours. Until then I will want to punch you in the face.
If I could have any job in the world I would be paid at least $4,000 a month for being a SAHM.
If I had a day to myself I would go to the spa, get my hair and nails did...and drink lots of wine.
If I could get married all over again I would marry my baby daddy....On a tropical island.
If I could live anywhere in the US I would want to pack everyone I love and head south. Maybe to one of the Carolina's. The livin' looks easy there.
If Grant was a girl her name would be Elle.
If I could have any talent in the world I would want to be able to sing...on Broadway.
If you met me in real life I think you would want to be my bff.
If I could go back to school and get a different degree I would major in Marketing or Communications or maybe Nursing.
If money were not an object I would stay home with the babyboy, pay off our mortgage, and buy lots of pretty things.
If I could meet one celebrity I think I would want to meet Ellen.
If I could only shop at one store for the rest of my life it would be Marshalls. Seriously, they have everything.
If we get another pet I would get a fish, they have a quick shelf life.
If I could go on a trip right now, I would want to go to Fiji.
If I had to chose between a house cleaner and a personal chef I would choose house cleaner. But, then they would quit bc I would follow them around to make sure they were up to par.
If I had the option of plastic surgery, hells yeah I would do it. Full body sculpting, then maybe I wouldn't have to sweat it out like a man everyday on the damn elliptical.

Now I am depressed because I don't have a house cleaner, am not going to Fiji, and have to loose weight the old fashioned way.

Pity party.
xoxo,

Suggestions please...

2011-09-28T07:35:00.000-07:00

So I go back to work soon and just the thought gives me nervous poop.
Sorry, I had to go there.

We have great childcare set up, but I still cry and panic about it at least once a day.

This is where I need your help.
I have a little over 2 weeks to figure out a way to make a couple grand a month without really working. Oh and if I could maintain my pension that would be a plus.

The only thing I came up with was:

A) Utilizing my proximity to Atlantic City and becoming a prostitute. Don't worry I would be an upscale one. But since I go to bed at 9 o'clock, this won't work.

B) Selling my organs on the black market. The big money makers are vital organs...hmm I wonder which one I can part with?

There has to be a better solution.
Help a sista out!

Thanks beechesssssss.

xoxo,

Visits..

2011-09-28T07:28:00.000-07:00

Once a week Grant and I visit my grandparents.

I love that they invite us over and I am so thankful that they are able to spend this time with him.

Pop-Pop
NannyNan always makes us lunch and a special treat.
I am going to miss this little tradition when I go back to work in a few weeks. We will still visit on Saturdays though, especially if there is pie!

xoxo,

Double delicious...

2011-09-26T12:21:00.000-07:00

#1) Crock Pot Lasagna.
It doesn't make sense in my head, but comes out amazing.
Go to FB and friend Crock Pot girls..they will rock your world.

#2) Mommy's Time Out Wine.
I may or may not drink this at 3 o'clock during Ellen.
There may or may not be 12 empty bottles of this in our recycling bin at any given time. That's all for today.
I have some drinking to do.

xoxo,

My goal in life...

2011-09-21T08:53:00.000-07:00

is to look like Sofia Vergara.
Yes, I want to be a Colombian bombshell and speak broken English.

Lookin' fine at the Emmy's.
So yeah...I will never look like her. But I did just read that she is a natural blonde. That makes me 1 step closer. Nevermind, I am not a natural blonde. Anyway, since I will never look like her I want to dress like her.

Have you seen her new line for KMart?
It is way cuter than that Missoni zigzag crap. (Ok, I do want the Missoni flats).
Some of it is a little slutty, but I'm ok with that.

I don't think I have ever bought anything at Kmart. But I will start in hopes that my leftover baby belly will transform into sexy curves when I slip into the clothes.

I may just have a KMart connection. Hey Heath, can you hook it up?

xoxo,

Birthday Recap...

2011-09-20T13:29:00.000-07:00

On my 30th birthday I did not wear glittery makeup, I did not wear a little black dress, I did not dance the night away, but I did love spending the most perfect day with my 2 boys.

We went to Atlantic City to do a little shopping at The Walk,
I drank a most delicious Skinnygirl Margarita,
and loverboy made me an impressive dinner.
I was feeling a little crazy that day and decided to stay up until 9.
What can I say, I like to live on the wild side.

Maybe by the time I am 35 I will be comfortable leaving Grant and going out on the town..But for now I am perfectly content being home loving on my little family.

The next day we went to my parents to celebrate. My brother's fiance Kristin and I share a birthday.
We had an awesome dinner followed by cupcakes!

We waited patiently for my brother and his wife's babygirl to make her debut..but no luck. She is officially late. Let's go babygirl. I am impatient!

I will leave you with this handsome guy.
xoxo,

Bachelor Pad...

2011-09-20T12:04:00.000-07:00

I know, I know I am late on this but....

Did anyone watch Bachelor Pad 2 this season?

Such trashy trash, but I loved it.

I was obsessed with the whole Holly, Michael, Blake love triangle.

I was loving hating Vienna.

I love love love Graham & Michelle.

This is what my life is coming to.. being totally enthralled with reality tv relationships.

I think I am kind of a loser because I follow the whole cast on Twitter.

Yes, I need to know what they are doing everyday.

Who did you love to hate?

xoxo,

Real Life Stuff...

2011-09-14T10:00:00.001-07:00

The blogging world is not understood by many of my real life friends.
I often find myself saying my blog friend said this, or went through that, or is awesome.

I am not really sure why I started blogging, maybe as a creative outlet...Whatever the reason it has changed my life. I have come across some amazingly inspirational girls. My blog friends have influenced me to renew my faith and thank God for my many blessings.

No matter what I am going through I know that I can open one blog or another and find someone who is going through the same thing. The blog world support is amazing and I presume hard to understand by non bloggers. They don't know what they are missing.

I want to pay it forward and hope that my feelings about real life situations can help comfort someone like I have often been comforted.

7 weeks ago my life changed with the birth of my son. It literally rocked my world. I have never felt this kind of love before. I am literally obsessed with my son. Along with all that love came serious anxiety. Many days I feel that I am overwhelmed with anxiety and panic. I am stressed out beyond belief by everyday situations that do not stress a normal person out.

When my husband leaves to go to work I fear that something bad will happen to him and I will be a single mother. When I put Grant to bed I feel like I need to watch him breath. The thought of leaving him with anyone makes me sick to my stomach. Basically, I stress out about everything. It is exhausting and unhealthy.

When I went for my postpartum 6 week checkup I told my doctor about these feelings. I told him that I was shaking because my son was in the waiting room without me (with 2, yes 2 people watching him). Through tears I laid it all out. It felt liberating to get it off my chest. My doctor assured me that I would be okay. He also wrote me a prescription for something to help with my anxiety. I am breastfeeding, so I am not sold on taking any medications, but he assured me it would be fine. I haven't filled the prescription, and am not sure if I will. But knowing that I do have an option is comforting.

I know the anxiety will be with me for the rest of my life. I will always worry about my son. I will be a mess when I have to go back to work in a few weeks and leave him for the first time. I am slowly learning that I am not superwoman. I have weaknesses. It is okay to ask for help. It is okay to be flawed.

Thank you to all of my blogging friends who have helped me to not feel alone.

xoxo,

Conversation with a 3 year old...

2011-09-08T16:48:00.000-07:00

I was visiting my best bud today and her little boy pretty much summed up the state of my life right now.

Lucas: Aunt Laur Laur?

Me: Yes, Luke

Lucas: I like your spikey legs.

Que his mom peeing her pants laughing and me accepting that I pretty much always smell like regurgitated breast milk and my legs are never shaved.

I used to be cute and put together...promise.

xoxo,

Just hanging out..

2011-09-07T05:47:00.000-07:00

with my best buddies. The horse, the sheep, and the cow.
Grant's first time in his crib. He found his long lost peeps.

xoxo,

Things No One Tells You...

2011-09-02T07:58:00.000-07:00

About Motherhood:

You Develop Road Rage: If someone turns in front of me, passes me unsafely, or if any risky behavior occurs on the side of the car that Grant's carseat is on, the road rage in me explodes. I want to pull over and throw some bows. So what if I now drive 35 mph, back off bitches.

2. Your Music Choice Changes: No more gansta rap. Ok- I never listened to gansta rap, maybe I'll just say hip hop. Now, I find myself tuning into lite rock and country. When people get in the car and look at me like I am crazy, I tell them Grant likes it. Really, who I am?

3. You are Never Smart Enough: Apparently, having a Master's Degree is not enough when it comes to swaddling. Swaddling correctly is no joke. One night in the hospital out of pure desperation and through post partum tears I was youtubing "how to swaddle a baby" because I was scared to call the nurses and ask for help..again. Then I got smart and bought the swaddle with the velcro. It's like swaddling for dummies.

4. Personal Hygiene Goes out the Window: When I finally got enough courage to venture out of the house and go to my first playdate (really these need a new name for infants...No one is playing, its just a big breastfeeding fest) I was walking in the door and realized I never brushed my teeth. Luckily, it was at my best friends house and I ran upstairs and brushed my teeth with my finger. I disgust myself.

That is all for the first installment. I am sure there will be more.
Have a fab weekend. Enjoy the last days of summer!

xoxo,

My First Beach Day...

2011-08-26T12:51:00.000-07:00

Mom was a hot mess of a wreck.

I loved it.
The wind blowing through my hair, the sound of the waves crashing,
dreaming of being a surfer boy, ahhh life is good when you're a month old.

My mom needs to drink more wine and chill the heck out.
Fo Realz..

xoxo,
Grant

Seriously Irene..

2011-08-26T10:36:00.000-07:00

Don't you know not to mess with a mama and her baby.

Don't you know that my son cannot sleep without a sound machine & vibrating bassinet?

Don't you know that I cannot function without staring at him through the video monitor?

Don't you know that if my breast milk defrosts I will have a major panic attack?

Don't you know that all of these things function with electricity?

So FU Irene.

Obviously you do not have children.

Yep, that big red blob of a storm is heading right towards the Jersey Shore. FML.
Good thing we went to the liquor store today.

xoxo,

Happy Anniversary!

2011-08-22T13:09:00.000-07:00

On Sunday loverboy & I celebrated our first anniversary.

It was a whirlwind of a year.
Filled with house buying, puppy adopting, baby birthing, and tons of love.

It is such a great feeling to be married to your best friend.

Baby, you are such a great husband & amazing father. Your happiness brings me such joy. I miss you whenever we are not together, and I feel so blessed to get to spend my life with you.
I am so happy that God made you for me.
I love you.
Look how cute this note is. Written on my new chalkboard that Shaun made.
He is so handy, I think I'll keep him!
The tally marks are my 30 day Shred countdown.
I'm not gonna lie, I haven't erased one in a few days.
Hard to shred while holding a crabby baby...
But he is way cute, so I think we'll keep him too.

That's all for today dolls.

xoxo,

30 shopping days left..

2011-08-18T12:41:00.000-07:00

My birthday is a month away.

I will be 26...

Ok- I will be 30. I kinda want to lock myself in a dark room and cry,
but then I wouldn't enjoy all of these lovely gifts that I want.

Loverboy, follow along carefully. I just birthed our son.
My boobs are the sole reason that he grows and thrives.
Choose my gift wisely. K, thanks.

Obviously a "G" please.
etsy.com
Search "sideways initial necklace"
I am spelling it out for you...don't mess up :)
You should really let me help you pick this out..
..We can wait for the 30% coupon, then I can get a bigger one!
I need some things from here.
And jut because it's obvious that I deserve this.

Please and thank you.
xoxo,

Wordless Tuesday...

2011-08-16T08:23:00.000-07:00

Because I have hot second and who knows what tomorrow will bring.

xoxo,

Just in Case I Forget my Name....

2011-08-14T17:14:00.001-07:00

....it's on my shirt!

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Pinterest...

2011-08-11T16:47:00.001-07:00

I want to jump on the bandwagon. Anyone have a invite they can send me? I went to the pinterest website to request one and I was wait listed! It's like applying to college all over again! Email me if you can help a sista out. Laur1617@comcast.net. Thanks lovas!

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Birth Story..

2011-08-10T11:17:00.000-07:00

I realize that if you don't have a baby, don't like babies, or don't care how babies come into the world, then this post will be uber annoying to you.

Just skip it. I wont be offended. In fact, I was that annoyed girl at one time in my life.

I am writing this because I don't want to forget it..And I want to avoid forgetting it and then just making shit up that didn't really happen. It wouldn't be the first time.

Okay here goes:

Thursday, July 21st: Induction was scheduled! This babe was gettin out on Monday, July 25th. Halleluiah!! Went to the hospital to have a growth ultrasound. Doc just wanted to see how massive of a kid I would be dealing with. Results of the ultrasound, no bueno. They were telling me he was over 10 lbs. Umm yeah, part of me wanted to cry, part of me was excited to drop 10 lbs in a matter of seconds. After the ultrasound they hooked me up to monitor the baby. Apparently I was having contractions, but was pretty sure I was superwoman because I didn't feel them. While I was being monotired the doctor called my room and told me that my vag would split open if I tried to get a 10 lb baby out. He didn't actually say that, but that is all I heard. He was cancelling the induction for Monday and changing it to a c-section. Obviously, I cried. I felt sad that I would never feel a contraction, I was scared I would not bond with the baby and that he would think the nurse in the operating room was his mother. The doctor told me I was certifiably nuts and told me to go home and discuss the c section with my husband and to call him later with our decision. I did not want my baby to get stuck in the birth canal, and I really did not want my vag or my ass to split open beyond repair... So what choice did I really have? C section was scheduled for Monday.

Friday, July 22nd/ Saturday, July 23rd: Went to the hospital to have pre admission testing. Then went to my parents to cool my big ass off in their pool. On the way home from my parents I told loverboy that my belly hurt a little. At 430 I was having contractions 8 minutes apart. I was weirdly excited that I would experience what a contraction felt like after all. By 830, they were 3 minutes apart. From 430 to 830 I cleaned the house, cursed a lot, and did my hair. I also called the after office hour hotline to ask if I should go to the hospital. No one ever called me back. Bitches.. At 830, I had had enough and we headed to labor and delivery. The nurses assured me that I was a first time mom and this was false labor. Ew! They hooked me up to the monitor and real labor was confirmed. They called my doc, (he answers when they call him). It was almost 11 by this point and I was thinking no way is he driving his ass here at midnight on a Friday night to cut my baby out of me. But then I remembered that we are dating and he didn't want me to be in pain all night so he was on his way. I love him. I started freaking out, but everything was happening so quickly that I didn't have time to cry or even put on lip gloss. They had to take more blood, I drank this little shot that tasted like ass so that I wouldn't throw up in the o.r., lots of prep. By midnight they were walking me into the operating room. My mom and my brother showed up, but I didn't really get to see them. My mom called her sisters and they showed up too. The nurses instantly became my bff's. I actually think about them everyday and miss them. They were awesome as I was getting my epidural. Loverboy was not allowed in, but they calmed me down as only a best friend would. For the record, the epi didn't hurt at all. I could have been in shock or full blown panic mode. But it was no big thang. Dr. Who ( a 4'11 little asian man) was a damn good epidural inserter. He had also been working since 730 on Thursday morning and was practically sleeping.

The surgery was pretty quick. I had a panic attack mid procedure. I could not breath and my chest felt so heavy. Dr. Who assured me my vitals were fine. I was also shaking uncontrollably. It was kind of awful.

Grant made his entrance into the world at 12:51. His cry was the best sound I had ever heard. I felt so relieved that he was here. Then I threw up. All over my face. Awesome.

I was still a little nervous about the APGAR test score. I googled this way too much during pregnancy. I will never forget the words the pediatrician in the o.r. said to me. She came really close to my face, (I dont think she knew I had just puked) and told me

"His APGAR was a 9 at 1 minute and 5 Minutes. Congratulations he is absolutely perfect."
Best moment of my life. I wanted to kiss her. And my hot doctor.

I sent Shaun to the nursery with the baby while I got put back together. I spent the next few hours in recovery. As soon as I got settled in the recovery room I asked to nurse the baby. He latched right away and has been stuck to my boob ever since. I was so scared he would not bond with me, but rest assured my son is obsessed with me..and I love it. He hears my voice or senses my touch and instantly calms down. He loves his daddy too and Shaun can put him to sleep by walking him around outside (he loves it out there) and singing weird made up songs to him.

By Saturday morning I began to feel my legs again. I hated not having use of my legs..so weird. Grant met his Nonna and Poppy, Granma and Granpa, and his aunts and uncles throughout the day. He continued to feed like a champ. By Saturday afternoon I was able to walk around and get the catheter out (gross). The nurses continued to be my best friends.

Shaun was able to stay over at the hospital with me on Saturday. Brewer was having a sleep over at my parents. We were loving our little boy throughout the entire sleepless night.

Sunday & Monday, July 24th & 25th: Grant met more of his family. His great grandparents, cousins, more aunts and uncles. He is a lucky little boy. We had visitors from the local Catholic church. They blessed Grant and prayed over him. I cried. I got to see my doctor, who I thanked over and over again for coming in during the middle of the night and not leaving me in pain. He was watching a movie with his wife when he got the call, which I am secretly glad I interrupted :)

Tuesday, July 26th: We are going home! I was so excited to take a real shower, see Brewer, and introduce Grant to his new home. By 8pm that night I was ready to drive back to the hospital and ask the nurses to take the baby for a few hours so I could sleep.

The last 2 and half weeks have been amazing. I am so in love with this little person. This little person who only ended up weighing 8 lbs.

I am posting this against my better judgement.
I am obviously pissed that my newly straightened and hi-lighted hair is covered up.
Hi Mom!
Meeting my love
The light is so bright
It is so cold in here.Yep, 8 lbs.
Oops. If you read this whole thing, I am impressed. You probably need a stiff drink and a snack.

xoxo,

Bachelorette...

2011-08-02T08:46:00.000-07:00

I never watch T.V., well except for the Phillies.

This year I got sucked into the Bachelorette.

And I need to vent about it for a hot second.

J.P. was my pick early on.
I think he is sexy, aside from the vein that sometimes pops out of the side of his head.
He is real cute. Especially shirtless.
But....Ben makes wine!
I wondered throughout every episode why Ashley didn't focus on this major bonus.
I don't know if it was the whole winery thing, but I fell in love with Ben.
Like real love.
I want to cut and paste my head into the above picture.

Check out his winery here: Evolve

All of this could have been hers..
Silly silly girl.
Basically unless J.P. brews beer in his basement or distills his own vodka she made the wrong choice.

Vent over. I am going to write Ben a love letter and buy some of his wine.

xoxo,

Hi friends...

2011-08-01T10:33:00.000-07:00

Just a few pics of the babyboy.
He consumes every second of my day.

Yesterday, it was 3 o'clock and I hadn't eaten or brushed my teeth.

We are both adjusting to our new life together.

I will post the story of how Grant made his entrance into the world soon.

I promise I am going to buy this baby proper hand mittens.
In my defense I cant drive yet, and the socks aren't half bad.
So sleepy..
Muahhhh....Kissy Face

Peace blog friends

I have been reading all of your blogs.
It is usually 2 a.m., there is usually a baby on my boob, and I am usually delirious.
I need to figure out how to comment from google reader on my phone.
Maybe I will tackle that during the next middle of the night feeding frenzy.

Love you all.
xoxo,

Babyboy is here!

2011-07-27T11:28:00.000-07:00

Grant Charles

July 23, 2011

12:51 a.m.

8.4 lbs

21 inches.

We are so in love with our babyboy.

More to follow. When I smell better and have had more sleep.

Socks on my hands!
This is my thinking face.Watching the Phillies with my dad.Going home.Meeting my brother Brewer. xoxo,

I quit!

2011-07-19T08:27:00.000-07:00

I feel like for the past 10 months I have been in serious training.

It is advised to not indulge in lunch meat, soft cheese, caffeine, fish, hotdogs, alcohol,artificial sweeteners, blah blah blah. I have been on this strict diet and have done amazeballs.

But I am fed up and as of yesterday I officially quit!

Because all of this strict dieting has left me looking like this:
Instead of like this:
Ok, the ice cream didn't help.

I feel like I gave it a good effort. I made it 10 months.
That's like the longest diet I have ever been on. So congrats to me.

As a reward in the past 2 days I have eaten a lot of shrimp, a hotdog, a turkey sandwich, a diet coke (omg! I couldn't stop gulping) and a glass of wine.

I was hoping my actions would slide this kid on out.
Nope, I think he loved all of the delicious things as much as I did.
He is waiting around to see what I indulge in today :)

xoxo,

Say Hi to Louie!

2011-07-15T10:31:00.000-07:00

My brother Scott and his fiance just got a new little family member.

This is Louie. The English Bulldog.
He is so wrinkly and cute!
He likes to sleep... a lot.

Brewer cannot wait to meet his new cousin.

Have a happy weekend!!
xoxo,

Waiting...

2011-07-11T08:13:00.000-07:00

I am the most impatient person in the world.

I make people open their birthday presents before their birthday
and I sneak my Christmas presents on Christmas Eve.

With that being said, I have officially served this kid cooking inside me his eviction notice.

Our conversation went a little like this:

Kid, your time is up. Momma is fat, tired, cant get out of bed without serious assistance, is over peeing 10 times a night, and most importantly needs a drink.

I keep missing out on doing fun things like this:
This was last years family tailgate party. This years was this past Saturday.
I missed it.
They called me from the stadium..and I cried. Real tears.

Then I googled "prayers to go into labor."
Then I thought that God is probably rolling his eyes at me.

So now I am relying on you.
Please send me labor vibes.
I just cleaned the house for the millionth time, and did my hair.
So today would be a good day to get this show on the road.

Thanks loves.

xoxo,

Tappin' that App...

2011-07-09T06:45:00.000-07:00

I didn't make up this catchy little phrase.

My radio station features this segment every month with the latest coolest apps.

So I thought I would pay it forward, I'm nice like that.

Here are a few of my favorite apps.
I have a droid, but most are available in some form on other devices.

First up: Key Ring App: All your loyalty cards in one place.
Does your key ring look like this?
Mine did. And really my gym card, when is the last time I used that thing?!

It is so simple to use:
Scan your card with the camera (Once you download you will see this)
It will load your card info onto your phone.
Do this with all of your cards.
And then when you need to use it, just pull up the store you need and the cashier scans it!
Cool right?
So get downloading and clean off those key rings!

Next: Brightest Flashlight (Free)
This is pretty self explanatory.
It is a bright flashlight app.

And the brightness is seriously no joke.
It can light up a whole room.

I use this when I am fumbling for my keys at night, to find lost items in the bottom of my purse, and to find long lost puppy toys that have rolled underneath the couch.

It sure is handy!

Ok last up: Sleepy Baby App
I haven't actually used this yet, but I am excited to.

This app turns your Android phone into a baby mobile / noise maker.

Choose to play Lullabies, White Noise, or Nature Sounds to sooth your baby to sleep. The app lets you select how long you want the music / sounds to play for, and will loops until that time has finished.

When you start the music / sounds your phone will start a looping animation

which will light up a dark room.

Do you have any must have apps?
Let me know!

Happy Weekend!
xoxo,

Commenting Challenge!

2011-07-07T12:55:00.000-07:00

I am a little late jumping on this bandwagon, but it sounds super fun and I love finding new blogs and leaving comment love.

Here are the rules:

If you want to play you have to comment on 10 blogs per day for 7 days. Here is a linky if you need some new blogs to check out.

If you are new around these parts let me introduce myself.

I'm Lauren.
I like to take random pictures with people I don't know.
Yeah...I know none of these people that I look like I am bff's with.

Since the time of these pics I have settled down (just a little) and married this handsome guy.
Bought this casa
Adopted this little guy..
And am waiting for this babyboy to make his appearance any day now.
Whewww.. Busy year. I like to go big.

So come follow me on this crazy journey. I love new friends :)
And take the commenting challenge.

xoxo,

Oh and the winner of my giveaway was this pretty lady. The competition was anything but fierce, but to be fair I did pick out of a hat. Okay, it was a bowl, but you get the idea.

Giveaway..enter now..hurry :)

2011-07-05T12:00:00.000-07:00

$25 Macy's Gift Card

&

100 Postcards from Uprinting.com

Leave a comment on this post, here or here.

Become a follower for an extra entry!

Happy Birthday Baby!

2011-07-02T07:01:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday to my husband!

I continue to thank God everyday for you.

You make me smile when I am sad.
You work so hard to make our house pretty.

You are going to be the best dad ever.

You are still the best part of everyday.

I love you so much!!

P.S. Don't forget to enter my giveaway.
100 postcards from Uprinting.com and a $25 Macy's gift card!

Happy 4th of July Weekend lovers.
I am hoping to party this baby out of me!

xoxo,

Giveaway Update..please read.

2011-06-30T18:11:00.000-07:00

Apparently, I am not a rule follower.

I had originally posted the uprinting.com giveaway and
I threw in the Macy's gift card giveaway with it..

Big No No.

The post was only allowed to have uprinting.com info in it.

My bad.

I will however still be including the Macy's gift card. Shhh.

$25 gift card to Macy's.

So go check out the original post to learn about the 100 postcard giveaway, and don't be scared when you no longer see the Macy's gift card info. I just had to give it a separate post.

Become a follower to win the giveaway (Macy's & uprinting postcards).

It doesn't matter where you leave the comment. On this post or the original giveaway post.

Ok, confused? Me too.

I will pick a winner on July 6th.

Whew..I need a drink after that.

xoxo,

Giveaway!

2011-06-30T06:30:00.000-07:00

I was contacted and asked to host a giveaway.

This was shocking to me.

Really my mom, loverboy, and my MIL are the only ones who read this darn thing.
Hi Family!

Anyway, here are the deets...

The winner will receive:

100- 5x7 postcards from Uprinting.com

http://www.uprinting.com/

They will be printed on 14pt card stock (front & back printing)

You can check them out here:
http://www.uprinting.com/postcards.html

You can design your own, upload pics, and really customize the postcard!
http://www.uprinting.com/design-templates/postcards-designs/

I was playing around and created Thank You Cards, Baby Announcements, Invitations to our Christmas Eve Party (I'm a planner), and Back to School Night Welcome Cards (the teacher in me is coming out!). The possibilities are endless.

So want to win?

1) Become a follower (required).
2) Tell all of your friends how much you love me on your blog (I am kidding...kind of).
3) Go check out Uprinting.com

I will choose a winner in about a week (Wednesday, July 6th).

Just leave me a comment, letting me know that you're a follower.

Thanks Pretties!

xoxo,

Disclaimer: This postcard giveaway is sponsored by UPrinting, an online printing company. See more information about postcards and available postcard designs on UPrinting.com.

Head Over Heels Summer-ish..

2011-06-25T05:53:00.000-07:00

I am obsessed with frozen watermelon.

I eat in every night..instead of ice cream..so it must be good!
I make mine in little tin foil packets.
Frozen grapes = equally delicious.

Late afternoons on the beach.
We usually do not get there until 3 or 4.
The temperature is perfect and the beach is empty.
Kristin Hannah
I am loving all of her books. So good.

In quick baby news...
I am going to the doctors every week.
At the 36 week appt last week, I found out I am dealing with a beastly baby.
He weighed in at 7 lbs at 36weeks.

I might of cried and told the doctor I cannot get a 9 lb baby out of me.
He might have laughed at me and told me I will be fine.

He needs to strengthen up his lungs and get out pronto!

Have a great weekend.
I have a baby shower today
and hopefully, we will be enjoying more beach & pool time!

xoxo,

Nursery Pics...

2011-06-21T15:49:00.000-07:00

Here are some updated nursery pics.

We still need to add a few decor items and wall hangings.
The walls are looking kind of naked.

The view when you walk in the door.
The pom poms are from my shower.
The reading corner.
Hand painted bookshelf.
My heart, my soul, my pride, my joy, my boy, my everything.
I cry when I read it aloud.
The frame on top has this quote:
"You'll never know how much love your heart can hold until someone calls you Mommy"
and this little story:

A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?" God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you." The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy." God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy." Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?" God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak." And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?" God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray." Who will protect me?" God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life." But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore." God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you." At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name." God said, "You will simply call her, "Mom."

Seriously..sob fest.

Double room darkening shades..
A must have.
Crib with monogram decal.
Taped and ready to be be applied.
His name will go over the monogram in a chocolate brown script font.
I will show you that later ;)

Opposite wall..
Still have a few things to add to the shelves.
One closet of clothes.
Crazy!
I am working for the art above the changing table.
It will be finished by the weekend..so stay tuned.
Here is the inspiration:

(Photo Credit: barnowlprimitives on etsy.com)

Now we just need the baby.

xoxo,

Birthday Fun...

2011-06-20T16:11:00.000-07:00

On Friday I celebrated with my favorite 5 year old and her big brother Connor.

We went to a local theme park called Storybook Land.

We are here!
Mother Goose
Checking out the bears.
The only ride she said she was going on..
Checking out the real live geese. She kept telling them she was a big fan.
Feeding Mary's little lamb.
Another ride! On the train.
I had to squeeze my big ass on this ride.
Not pretty.
Elephants.
This was a big stride. She is scared of everything!!
Teacups.
She might have been screaming "stop" during this ride. But I told the guy to keep it going.
You need to face your fears.. she loved it!
Feeding the goats.
Laur Laur stop making me pose!
So cute.
Taking a little rest.
Dopey #1
Dopey #2
So pretty.
Such a fun day complete with ice cream and presents!
I was hot, sweaty and was pretty sure I was going to birth this kid
in between tweedle dee and tweedle dum, but it was all worth it.

Next year, she said she wants to go to Disneyworld.

I am creating a little monster, I am sure my aunt and uncle love me for that.

xoxo,

Happy Birthday Camryn!

2011-06-15T17:28:00.000-07:00

Today is my Godchild's 5th birthday. I can't believe she is 5.

5 years ago she came into this world, and changed mine.
I have loved watching you grow and play..
I have loved giving you kisses and hugs...
I have loved watching you discover new things...
And bringing you to all my favorite places.
I love how silly you are, and how you always make me smile..
I love how sweet you are..
and how sassy you can be..
Most of all I love loving you.
Happy birthday babygirl.
I love you so much Cami!

xoxo,

I'm Back!

2011-06-14T15:56:00.000-07:00

and with a pretty new computer. Well, in all honesty it is not as pretty as my old pink computer, but it is shiny and new..and I like shiny and new..a lot!

The nursery is completely finished, except for a wall decal that loverboy is putting up by the end of the week and some custom art I am making. Well, I am having help, but I will take all the credit. I will start taking pictures tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the last day of school. I am happy for summer vacation, I am even happier that I don't have to wear real clothes any longer. In fact, I packed all my maternity clothes away. So over them.

This is the first time since I started teaching 8 years ago that I haven't worked during the summer. So weird.

The babe is head down and in the ready position. I am due in 4 weeks. If he doesn't come in 3, I am sending Shaun up to look for him. I need wine!

We are having a 3d/4d ultrasound next week. I cannot wait to see just who is kicking the crap out of me.

I am currently reading 2 books. That's what happens when your computer breaks.

So far it is good. I have read a lot of her books. Good quick summer reads.
Firefly Lane was my favorite. I still think about the characters.
My girlfriend just let me borrow this. It seems like it was written for me.
But apparently, I should have read it years ago.
Actually, this was vodka. Maybe there should be a sequel.
So glad to be back in action.

Muahhhhhhhhhh

Dead....

2011-06-01T17:04:00.001-07:00

My computer is dunzo. I am grieving and completely lost without it. To make matters worse Blogger is blocked at school. I know I am supposed to be teaching, educating and molding the future of America, blah blah... I need to blog. I need to visit my blog friends and leave you all humorous witty comments. Blogging from my phone makes my fingers feel fat, and it's just annoying. I have lots to tell you all about...my trip to labor and delivery...the final touches in the babyboys room...my new job title for the next school year. Stay tuned I will be back shortly. In the meantime know that I love you all and pretend I am leaving you lots of comments! Xoxo, Laur

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Update...

2011-05-24T13:21:00.000-07:00

I haven't done this in awhile, time is trudging on by...

How Far Along: 33 Weeks

Size of baby: A 4 lb pineapple.

Total Weight Gain: 500 lbs... at least.

Maternity Clothes: Yes! I love when people say "oh that shirt is cute, is it maternity?" Do you really think that this big ass not so cute moo moo shirt is for regular unpregnant people.

Gender: Boy!

Movement: Yes, he is a crazy man.

Sleep: I think my body is preparing me for sleepless nights. I am up a lot. Peeing, walking around because my hips hurt, and trying not to throw up in my mouth. Serious heartburn. Super fun.

What I miss: Wine. I salivate when I see people drinking it. Running, I get out of breath just watching other people doing it. My clothes, my skinny clothes, I cry when I look at them. Diet Pepsi, I cant wait to get my lips on it!

Cravings: None really. But I don't hate ice cream.

Symptoms: My swollen elephant feet. Extreme hotness. Blow drying my hair is like torture.

What I’m looking forward to: Meeting this precious boy.

And here are a few pictures from my shower.

Camryn with the presents. She was a great helper opening the gifts.
An amazing bookshelf that was painted for us.
And a super cute frame my mom had made for us with a poem that causes me to do the ugly cry.
I will show more pictures of these items when I do a nursery update.
I wanted everyone to bring a book instead of a card. We received lots of great books, with sweet messages for the little boy. The favors were custom made bookmarks with cute little sayings.

The cupcake table.
Delicious cupcakes made by a family friend.

My soon to be SIL was in charge of the decor. She did a great job!

My MIL set up this little table.
It had a piece of our bumper, pictures of loverboy and my FIL putting the crib together, and a box full of Shaun's baby clothes, baby blankets, and baby shoes. Very sweet.

We are very blessed and thankful for such generous family and friends.
xoxo,

Lunchroom Conversations...

2011-05-19T14:10:00.000-07:00

2nd grader: Is your baby a boy or a girl?

Me: A boy

2nd grader: Well how do you know?

Me: The doctor did a test to find out.

2nd grader: Oh yeah, with a metal detector, right?

Me: Umm yes, something like that.

They drive me crazy, but are hard not to love.

Happy Thursday!
Longest week ever. Weekend hurry up!

xoxo,

Surprise...

2011-05-17T15:38:00.000-07:00

I have been MIA.

Way way busy.

I have lots to update on.

But first things first.

I am going to have a new SIL!
My brother got engaged about a week ago and I was in on the whole plan.

Here's a newsflash. I am a terrible secret keeper. Like awful.
However, I used all my willpower and did a good job with this secret.

We went ring shopping and I was in heaven. I helped (and by helped I mean picked it) him choose the ring. He is clueless. Very loving and excited, but clueless.

Here are some quotes by Scott from the shopping experience.

"Make sure when we go in you tell them you're my sister. I don't want them to think you're knocked up already and it's mine."

"This is taking forever, I'm starving. I thought it would take like 20 minutes."

" Jeweler: What style does she like.
Scott: oldschool
Me: oh goshhhhhh, it is called vintage.

Jeweler: I am going to show the first one and we can go from there.
Scott: (looking at the first ring) Um yeah that one looks nice.
Me: You cant pick the first one you see. It is terrible.

Despite his lack of experience. He was really nervous and very sweet about the whole process.
I helped my older brother pick his wife's engagement ring as well.
It was a special moment both times.
I am sad I am out of brothers.

Here are some pictures from the day.
She was shocked!
I loved it.

What sealed the deal.
She thought they were getting a puppy... so confused.
Pop champagne
So pretty!
Congrats Scott and Kristin.
I love you both so much and cannot wait for the wedding!

xoxo,

It's a girl!

2011-05-01T11:55:00.000-07:00

Baby G is still a boy, but he is very excited that he is getting a little girl cousin.
He told me. We have convo's all the time.

My brother and SIL are due in September with a little girl.

Yes, this girl with the bottle of vodka...
And this guy that I have no comment for....
Are going to be parents.
Scary?!

We are all so excited and they are going to be awesome parents...fun and awesome.
My cousins are some of best friends and I hope Baby G and Baby R grow up close to each other.

My brother and SIL are thinking of buying a house in our town.
Which means the kids will go to school together.
Ahhh, I cant wait to embarrass them on the first day of school!!!

"Cousins are those childhood playmates who grow up to be forever friends."

xoxo,

I heart bullets....

2011-04-22T13:05:00.000-07:00

So you all know how my obgyn and I are dating. I love him and want him to deliver the baby. It is true that I have anxiety about him being all up in my lady parts and I so dont want to poop on the table in front of him.. I feel like that is a deal breaker in our relationship. The thing is he isnt always on call. I found out today that the on call doc, just got busted for a dui. I am all for drinking at the hospital, and I tell people not to visit me without booze, but I would like my doctor to be sober, at least until the heads out..then its party time. Talk about stress.

I have not seen my husband in days. He thinks he is a professional landscaper. He loves dirt and mulch, and cutting things down. I bring him food and ~~water~~ beer. He comes in looking like a blonde headed black man. I don't hate it.

All that dirt and mulch is expensive. I would so much rather buy pretty shoes, but I am trying to be a team player.

Naming a person is hard...and it's a big responsibility. Baby boy finally has a name though. We are keeping it a little secret because A) people are annoying and B) I could very well change it 10 times between now and July.

My bulllets are long winded. I think they are suppossed to be shorter. Sorry.

My shower is coming up and I hate opening presents in front of people. Stressful. I need to think of a way to get out of this.

I stalk my registry. I am a natural born stalker, so it's really not my fault.

I got a $600 camera for Christmas. I dont know how to use it and the result is naked blog posts. I will get better at taking and posting pics in the next few weeks.

Happy Easter loves.

Prayer

2011-04-18T16:02:00.000-07:00

I love prayer.

I love praying with my husband before we eat, praying with others at church, and praying as I drift to sleep at night.

I definitely have prayer ADD.

My prayers start out organized and some are memorized favorite prayers...

But soon enough I find myself getting offtrack.

I am all "God, please bless my family, and keep them safe and healthy, and please let my baby be healthy and happy, and please dont let me make bad parenting decisions that will mess my kid up, and please bless my make believe blog friends that are new parents, that are awaiting parenthood, that are strugging in some way, that need prayers in general, (yes, I pray for you guys!), and please comfort and watch over the people in Japan, and please let me loose the 500 lbs I am gaining in this pregnancy in record time, and please let me love the baby as much as I love the dog, because I love that dog, like alot. Amen

God prob rolls his eyes mid way through and then he prob thinks that I should stop praying for my blog friends and instead pray for my own sanity...

I came across a prayer that Tina Fey wrote to her daughter.

It impacted me in many ways and her craziness made me feel very normal about the randomness of my prayers.

It's a little long, but worth it.

“First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.

May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.

When the Crystal Meth is offered, may she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer.

Guide her, protect her when crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.

Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels. What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.

May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.

Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen.Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.

O Lord, break the Internet forever, that she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers And the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed. And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.

And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back. “My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes. Amen.” -Tina Fey

Brilliant. Dont cha think?

Check out her book "Bossypants" for more witty humor.

Need a prayer?

Hit me up.

My prayers are wacked, but God needs entertainment too.

Love you pretty friends.

xoxo,

Something Borrowed

2011-04-13T15:23:00.000-07:00

This is one of my favorite books, so I am beyond excited that the movie is on its way.

Who doesnt love a book about friendship, weddings, secrets, and a little sexy?

If you have not read the book--Do it! And quick, the movie is coming!!!

When I was finished reading this book I was so sad.

I felt like the characters were my best friends.

And I missed them when it was over.

Remember, I have admitted to my craziness.

Emily Giffin is the author and wait...

there's a sequel.

"Something Blue"...ofcourse.

My bff's and I were reunited.

Have you read the books?

Do you love them?

xoxo,

Bonjour...

2011-04-11T14:42:00.000-07:00

Bonjour.. it's the only French word I know.

I had mucho onions that I didn't know what to do with.
So I decided to make French Onion Soup.

Really, I just wanted to use my cute little crocks.

Step 1: Cut a crap load of onions. I used 3 very large sweet yellow onions.

Step 2: Sautee with a little EVOO and butter. Let them get nice and caramelized.
Like real brown.

Step 3: Slowly add some broth, I used beef. But you could use veg also. Let simmer for awhile.
It is as this point that I start annoying you. I never measure anything and I never know how long I cook things. Just add until it looks good, and cook until it looks hot.

Ok back to my steps.

Step 4: Make some Texas Toast (what do you all call this in Texas? Just toast?).
After its nice and crispy put a piece in the bottom of each crock.
Step 5: Scoop some onion soup on top of the toast.
Step 7: Top with provolone cheese and melt under the broiler until bubbly.
You have to keep an eye on this process, because that broiler is no joke.
Yes, my head and camera are practically in the oven for this picture.
I think I burned my eyelashes.

As we were eating this fine concoction I kept asking loverboy
how it was and if he thought it was restaurant quality.

He replied that yes it was good.
Good...wth?

He didnt know how Campbell's could get so many onions in their soup.
He thought I used canned soup.
The nerve.

He said it was a compliment.
I said I hoped he burned his tongue.

Enjoy!

xoxo,

Random randomness..

2011-04-05T16:18:00.000-07:00

My dad bought these for the babyboy. I want a pair.

My parents are going to Atlanta this weekend to see the Phillies on the road. They are bringing my brothers. It's like a family vaca without the best family member. They owe me bigtime.

Today walking out of school my friend noticed she had a flat tire. It was raining..I wish I had a picture of the two of us trying to remedy the problem. We finally did..but it wasn't pretty.

I made Mexican Lasagna tonight. Because I am pretty sure I married a blonde haired Mexican.

I officially feel like I weigh 500 lbs. I cannot wait to go back to a diet that consists of wine and popcorn.

Brewer got a new cousin this weekend. Her name is Sadie. I love her pigtails.Here is my lover and Sadie's momma. My cousin Heather. So pret pret!xoxo,

More nursery...

2011-03-31T14:59:00.000-07:00

Sorry if all this baby talk is getting B to the or-ing.
But I like to document it b/c I am too lazy to scrapbook.

The bedding is ordered.
It was so hard to pick because this website has such cute custom bedding.
http://www.polkatotdesigns.com/PHOTOGALLERY.html

This is what we picked.
I puffy heart it.

Baby G thanks Great Grandma Jane for this special gift. xo

And we ordered the glider this weekend.
At least I think this is the one.
Man Babies R Us is overwhelming.
I really wanted a stiff drink after that night out.

I was so excited to register and left with 8 things on my list.
Which I deleted when I got home.
I eventually finished the registry with the help of consumer reports and other crazy mothers who have used each product and thankfully reviewed them.

I will take some pics of the room with the furniture soon.

Thanks so much to my in-laws for the glider.
We are very blessed and I cant wait to rock the babyboy every night.

xoxo,

Spring training.

2011-03-28T15:45:00.000-07:00

My parents are in Clearwater, Fl. visiting all my boyfriends.

So handsome. I am a lucky girl (in my head.)

Anyway..

I was honestly happy for them.
They deserve a little vacay, a little sunshine and happiness.

That was until my momma starting sending pictures like this.
With accompanying texts:
Judy: Another beautiful day in Clearwater.
Me: Ewww, beat it!

And this:

Judy: Going into the game.
Me: Tell Chase I will call him later.

Then she just got mean.

Telling me how sunburned her and my dad are.
And how delicious their meal at the Capital Grille was.

I am in dirty Jersey freezing my arse off and eating frozen pizza.
They better bring me back some good swag.

Spring could you please show your pretty face soon?
And leave the pollen behind.

My boyfriends are flying home tonight.
Our love will be rekindled.
Opening day is Friday!

Go Phils.

xoxo,

Nursery Progress

2011-03-26T05:57:00.001-07:00

Loverboy has been working hard on getting the nursery ready.

Here is our inspiration picture.
And here are some pics of the process.
Lots of sawdust = neurotic Lauren...

Pretty floor molding, ripped out.
Construction has started.
Looks precise.
Antique white/cream paint on trim, and a neutral Khaki color on top.
I have the color swatch names, if anyone is interested.
2 closets will soon be filled with little boy clothes!
This is currently my "dress & shoe room." Oh, the sacrifices of motherhood.
That's it!
Shaun worked so hard and I am really proud of him.

Furniture going in tomorrow.

Stay tuned for decor, bedding, and other updates.

If anyone has any questions about the materials used or construction process,
I will pass them along to the boy.

Thanks for looking!

xoxo,

Dear blank.....

2011-03-17T16:34:00.000-07:00

With google being my best friend and all, you would think I would be hip to all the cool internet sites that suck you in for hours of humor, pointless humor, but humor non the less.

This site is amazing.
It may be old news, but it's new to me.

You will be addicted.
And if your pregnant you may pee your pants a little.

P.S. You're Welcome.

http://www.dearblankpleaseblank.com

Here are some of my favorites.

Dear college student,

I'm responsible for some of the best times you'll never remember. You're welcome.

Sincerely, alcohol.

Dear guy with man boobs,

I think there was some sort of mixup...

Sincerely, flat-chested girl.

Dear 2011,

We thought you would have flying cars and robots by now, but congrats on the backwards robes

and rubber bands shaped like animals...

Sincerely,

1950.

Dear People of the World,

I don't mean to sound slutty, but please use me whenever you want.

Sincerely,

Grammar

Dear Sleeping Beauty,

I had to join the army, dress up like a man, defeat the Hun army and totally save China for my

man. All you had to do was wake up.

Sincerely,

Mulan

Dear Noah,

We could have sworn you said the ark wasn't leaving till 5.

Sincerely,

Unicorns

xoxo,

Our crib...yo

2011-03-14T14:00:00.000-07:00

On my hunt for a crib for the little bambino,
I asked my bff google to find me something pret.

Everytime I googled "cribs" MTV came up and took me on celebrity home tours.
This was very distracting and counterproductive, but I secretly loved it.

I finally got focused and picked out this little gem with matching changing table.
If the baby chews on the wood, I will get his teeth removed.

Thanks momma for the furniture.
You da best.

It's a.....

2011-03-09T14:07:00.000-08:00

Boy!

We are so excited and cannot wait to meet him.
Loverboy has been working on the super cute nursery
and I cant wait to show you before and after pics.

Here is our inspiration.

I am feeling especially grateful and thankful for God's amazing blessings today.
Not only for our family but for someone who deserves countless blessings.

Check out Megan's blog to read her story about sweet baby Cohen.
And be sure to see what Cohen helped bring Megan and Brent for Christmas.
God is good.

xoxo,

Don't Mess with my Food...

2011-03-08T17:06:00.000-08:00

So remember the lobster mac & cheese?

And the filet?

A little backstory.
My brother and his wife invited us to restaurant week. My sister in law is also pregnant.
We had our entire meal planned out. We knew what we were getting for an appetizer, our entree choice and our dessert. We knew what outfits we were wearing, and what boring non-alcoholic drink we were drinking.

Then.....
My brother called on Saturday morning and informed me that he just found out that restaurant week was over Friday night. WTF?

These were fighting words.
Don't mess with a pregnant woman's food.
Basically, dinner was a no go.
Basically, I have disowned my brother.

This guy and I...are happy no more.
I am still not over it.

In happier news, I have my anatomy scan tomorrow.
Will Baby G have lady parts or a peen?
That is the question.

Check back for the deets.

That's all for now lovergirls.
xoxo,

I'm a beer kinda girl.

2011-02-28T15:23:00.001-08:00

There are not many perks about living in South Jersey. Yes, we have Atlantic City, but the novelty wears off. The beach and the boardwalk are way cool, but it is so cold I can hardly remember what they look like. Because of the North/Central Jersey big mouthed, big haired, bozo's we get a bad rap. Don't get me wrong I love me some Snooki, but that in no way represents South Jersey. In fact we should just be separate states.

But...what we do have is restaurant week! Do you all have this invented week around the nation? It is amazing. Basically, the coolest restaurants around offer 1 week of awesomeness. Awesome food, awesome drinks, and awesome prices. "Restaurant Week is a seven-day celebration of the culinary scene in Atlantic City and one of the most delicious food festivals in the United States!" Dinner at any participating restaurant is 33.11 per person, for an app, entree, and dessert. I don't know the deal with the 11 cents, but I think it adds to the coolness.

This year we are going to Steve and Cookies.
It is a swanky, upscale restaurant in a little town called Margate.
It is fancy, and all the men there drink martini's with their pinkies in the air. In fact, I went there once and ordered a draft beer, gasp. So yeah, it's not our typical hang out.

Here is a preview of the menu this week.

-Maine Lobster Macaroni & Cheese

-Meyer's Angus Filet Mignon

-Jumbo Lump Crab Cake
-Suppli (Risotto fritter filled with Fontina, mozzarella and peas with basil-plum tomato sauce)
-Chocolate Peanut Butter Pie

I will be sure to be a weirdo and take pictures of the food this weekend.
Then I will report back.

I just wish I could partake in pinky in the air martini drinking.
Oh Cranberry & club how I am starting to loathe you.

xoxo,