October 29, 2011

Dress up!

We moved a lot when I was a kid. One of the last moves, we lost a box. Of course, it was the box with the photo albums. Hence, this is the only picure I have of myself in costume.
I really wish I had a picture of my second grade costume. It was the first and last year my mom went all out making a costume. Black "leather" mini skirt and jacket, gold sequin tube top, fishnet stockings, black boots, black lace gloves, giant bow in hair that was teased insanely high for a seven year old. Yes, I wanted to be Madonna as a kid.

You'll have to settle for this photo of my husband and his older brother instead. I love that C3PO is wearing a picure of himself.

October 28, 2011

In which I avoid getting all Hallmark Channel-y

I've been trying to write this post all week.
I owned a business. Past tense now.
Everyone keeps asking how I'm doing. Pretty okay, actually. The thing is, I've already done my mourning. I knew we were ready to have a family and I wouldn't have the time and energy to devote to it anymore. Coupled with the economic situation, the writing has been on the wall for the last couple of years.
It sucks that things ended the way they did, no doubt about it. You can't force other people to take steps they aren't ready to take.
I will miss everybody. We were part of a great community. That's the hard part.
I will not miss being a business owner. It's draining and difficult in the best of times.
Luckily, I've got the best distraction in the world.

So what comes next? That's kind of the exciting part, isn't it?

October 14, 2011

You know what really grinds my gears?

I've mentioned before that people seem to think having a baby makes you some sort of expert on babies. I've now come to the realization that this is because lots of folks feel that having a baby makes them some sort of expert on babies.

We don't do this with other stuff. I drive a car, therefore I am an expert on ALL THE CARS. I have a job, therefore, I could do your job with my eyes closed and both hands tied behind my back. Your job requires the use of at least one hand? Poppycock.

But babies?

I cannot count the times other, mostly new, parents have said things that specifically relate to their baby as if it was a given that all babies would behave the exact same way.
I know your baby drooled through five bibs a day, but mine doesn't. Yet.
I know the only thing that saved your sanity was the swing, but we've been fine without one.
I know you had to move every single item you didn't want ruined up out of your toddler's reach, but I don't think babies are automatically bad for books. We'll see when we get there.

Not only do these people offer their opinions and experience as gospel, but they expect my baby to be just like their baby. I know she doesn't seem hungry or fussy to you, but I know my baby and she's hungry and also seriously pissed right now. Hand her back.

We knew going into this that all babies are different (imagine that) and we've figured out what works for us, right now. Next week, I'm sure that will change. And if you ask me, I'll tell you what we're doing and what works for us.
I'm also aware that you and your baby are not us. So knock it off. Otherwise, I will quit pretending your child is cute.

October 7, 2011

What have we always said is the most important thing?

Okay, this time it's actually breakfast. Not family. Not that family isn't important.

I'm a breakfast gal. I get cranky when I'm hungry. I need energy to get me through to lunch. It's even more important now. There are days when I barely let my husband get in the door before I yell "Ha ha, sucker" and thrust a baby at him and proceed to devour half of the refrigerator. Nevermind that he just got off work, hasn't eaten either and is usually kind of stinky. That can wait. Must feed the woman who nourishes the baby first.


I found this recipe for Baked Oatmeal over at Budget Bytes. Um, yum.
I make this at the beginning of the week, and have breakfast for the next four days. I know it says six servings, but nursing mom here.
The first time, I made it exactly like Beth (minus the blueberries, actually). I found it to be just a tad too gingery.
I adjust the spices depending on what fruit I'm using and add about one tablespoon of flax seeds.

Now that winter's coming, I might be making this twice a week.