karma is kicking my tail

When my husband is trying to be cute (let's be serious... trying to get his point across) he always says, "I am going to kick your tail." It always makes me laugh. First of all, it's southern as hell and secondly, Jake would never kick any one's tail because he is so nice and kind.

Well, don't worry honey, karma has arrived to kick my tail instead. I must have been a bad, bad girl (Fiona apple) and it is catching up with me. This must be payback for my stint as an awful teenager. Mom, I'm sorry.haha. Along with my fridge issues, my washer has decided to die on me too. This is not surprising since two months after we bought the damn thing, the water sensor went out on it. It was under warranty so it was fixed gratis by Maytag. It's having the same problem again and guess what.... the warranty is out (by two months) and it will cost $250+ to get it fixed. Stupid appliances. Two points to note: Don't buy anything from Sears and you are probably better off buying the low end appliance and hoping for the best.

I had two cavities filled at the dentist yesterday and then my dentist informed me I have two more that need to be filled asap. She offered a Valium prescription... nervous much?

Enough complaining... moving on to bigger and better things. We are headed to the beach tonight and we get to spend the weekend with my sister and her crew. I am in some serious need of some vitamin D and ocean therapy. My mom will be there too, so we have a built in babysitter for the weekend - WOOHOO! I hope we can sneak out to a movie. I really want to see Crazy Stupid Love. We are going to put Ollie in the pool for the first time this weekend. I am excited to see if he likes it. We have a Disney vacation planned for September so I am hoping he likes the pool or else that is going to be one long week at the most magical place on earth.

This is some major 'tude Ollie is giving Sears on behalf of his momma. I love this picture. I took it on Jake's first Father's Day at Atlantic Beach, NC.

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Mom & Ollie - May 2011


Some days I wish I could stop time and live in the same moment for hours on end. We were driving into town this morning and I looked in the rear view mirror and Oliver was babbling away, chewing on his toy and looking out the window. My heart started breaking when I noticed the baby baby in Oliver has slowly disappeared. He used to hardly fill up his car seat and now the newborn insert needs to be taken out and his little feet dangle over the edge. What happened to my little 5lb baby and how in the world can six months slip by so fast? I am so emotional today. I usually don't visit Oliver at school (daycare), but today I just couldn't stay away. He was napping when I got there and I have to admit, I rubbed his face a little too hard so he would wake up. He slowly opened his eyes, sleepy little slumber eyes, and noticed me beside him. He smiled his Ollie smile (slow, big grin and flirty eyes) at me and I just melted. I know now what every mom has tried to tell all non-mothers before... the love you feel for your child is like no other. It is all consuming. I almost get drunk off this kid. His smile, his giggles, his da-da babbles (no ma-ma of course) his fat little wrists, his big blue eyes, his morning stretches with legs board straight ... be still my heart. I try to live in the moment each day, so I can try and remember all these moments. Its impossible of course. I already feel guilty for not taking video of his every waking moment,  not taking my camera and snapping pictures of every little thing we do and not recording every little detail of his life so far. Today, I wish I could have stayed with Ollie at school so I could witness his entire day. Instead, I froze that memory of his smile this afternoon in my heart and will hold it dear forever and ever.





sleepless in Spring Hope and a product review.

At 10 weeks old, along with his first day of daycare, Oliver started sleeping through the night. We would feed him his last bottle at 8:15pm, rock and sing a little and then he would be down for the night and sleep until about 5:30/6am. This worked into our morning routine perfectly. We were actually running early most mornings. Now? Not so much. Oliver has decided sleeping is for babies. He goes down at the same time, but wakes up at 1am and 4am and wants to eat. And in between those feedings he is fussy and wants to be held and/or rocked and usually ends up sleeping on my chest or in between me and Jake because we get tired of getting up every 15 minutes to soothe him back to sleep. No offense to co-sleepers, but I am not going to have a child sleep in bed with us every night if we can help it. We think he is teething and trying to cut his top teeth. Poor baby. I know he doesn't feel well, but I'm not sure if its just teething or a combination of other things too. All I know is that we are sleep deprived to the max and are getting kind of cranky.

This mascara works like magic. Go buy it. Right now.

stay cool

First, let me start by saying holy freaking moly, it is H-O-T! I hope this heat wave ends soon. I'm not a huge fan of 100+ degree temps.

I've had a bad week. It started when our fridge stopped working on Monday -- our two year old, $3k fridge. The repair guy deemed it un-fixable so Sears is going replace it since we had purchased the extended warranty (thank goodness my husband is a sucker for an extended warranty because I remember saying, "We don't need an extended warranty. What's the worst that could happen?") The replacement fridge is on backorder until the end of August. What the hell am I supposed to do without a fridge for a month? I'm too tired to think of a solution other than pulling my old dorm fridge out of our garage and eating out every night for the next month. Sounds like a plan. There are a lot more details to this story... details that involve me cussing three ways to Texas at three separate customer service reps, a complaint letter four pages long and one supremely dissatisfied customer.

My patience has been tested this week. Not only with the fridge issue, but as a mother, a wife and personally. Ollie hasn't been sleeping well and Jake has been exhausted from long days at work. Add this to me feeling less than steller about my current post-baby self and we have a big old party of pity. All week I have felt anxious and annoyed. Today, after I dropped off Ollie at school I had ten (rare) minutes to myself and my first thought was to call my sister and bitch about my fridge some more. I took a deep breath and then another one and another one and continued to breathe deep and enjoy the solitude of the car, with just me and my own thoughts. I needed those ten minutes to regroup with myself for the week. To prepare for a weekend of mothering and wife-ing. To look past the bad and move onto the good. I don't really know why I am writing this, I just felt like putting it out there. To say thank you to God for my wonderful husband, my beautiful baby and all the blessings of my life.

shake your hair feather

I want a hair feather. A little more subtle than Steven Tyler. I only want one (okay, maybe two) in a natural color tone to match my hair. I have wanted said hair feathers for over three months now and have talked myself out of it once a week for the past three months. Now, I think I am too late on the hair feather trend. If I would have just indulged myself three months ago I could have been on the forefront of the hair feather trend right there with Rachel Bilson. Last week, my sister informed me that hair feathers are all the rage now among tweens in her town. Great, I am now as stylish as a tween. Wait, does that make me less stylish than a tween since I never got the dang feathers to start with?


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My hair is not this color, but you get the point.

back to the future.

Not really sure how to segue back into a five month blogging hiatus. Let's just pretend it never happened.

This is Oliver. The cutest baby ever born. He cut two teeth this week (bottom fronts), started solid foods (1x a day) and can roll over with the best of them.

Oliver, 5 months old on July 2, 2011

I think that's enough for day one back into blogging. I don't want to over-do it. haha.