Friday, August 21, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Happiness
I can honestly say that right now I'm the happiest I've ever been in my whole life. The only thing that would completely cap it off would be if I got a call from someone saying that they wanted to publish one of my manuscripts and pay me millions of dollars to do so.
I've got a fantastic man (not sure if you could tell considering how often I'm blogging about him!), I've got a great dog, a beautiful, healthy son, and a great house that we're still making ours. Happiness is just radiating out of me.
But happiness is a fickle emotion as we all know.
It was Saturday morning, I was blissfully happy and in a great mood. Hottie, Little Man and myself were on a short drive when Someone decided to rain on my happy day and try to infect me with his grouchiness.
But it didn't work.
I like being Blissfully Happy and think I'm going to stay that way for as long as I can.
So there. :-)
I've got a fantastic man (not sure if you could tell considering how often I'm blogging about him!), I've got a great dog, a beautiful, healthy son, and a great house that we're still making ours. Happiness is just radiating out of me.
But happiness is a fickle emotion as we all know.
It was Saturday morning, I was blissfully happy and in a great mood. Hottie, Little Man and myself were on a short drive when Someone decided to rain on my happy day and try to infect me with his grouchiness.
But it didn't work.
I like being Blissfully Happy and think I'm going to stay that way for as long as I can.
So there. :-)
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Top Two Q's
I've never noticed it before, but there seem to be top two questions that new moms get asked, especially if you're going back to work. Of course, I wouldn't have noticed it if I weren't a new mom myself, but thinking back, I know that I've also asked these questions of my fellow friends and co-workers.
Don't get me wrong - it's not annoying by any means, but it's almost funny how frequently they get asked. So, here they are with my answers.
1. Are you breastfeeding?
- Yes, I am. Exclusively so far. I pump at work so that kiddo has enough to eat while I'm gone. I'm going to try and do it for as long as possible. It's a built in food source, cheaper than formula, and it's making Little Man fat and healthy. So, I don't see any reason to stop just yet.
2. What are you doing with kiddo while you're at work?
- Luckily we have a friend that's a stay at home mom. She has two girls herself, ages 9 and 11, so Little Man is the only boy and only baby there so far. So, of course, he is getting spoiled rotten. It's working out good for all parties so far and she's great with him.
Don't get me wrong - it's not annoying by any means, but it's almost funny how frequently they get asked. So, here they are with my answers.
1. Are you breastfeeding?
- Yes, I am. Exclusively so far. I pump at work so that kiddo has enough to eat while I'm gone. I'm going to try and do it for as long as possible. It's a built in food source, cheaper than formula, and it's making Little Man fat and healthy. So, I don't see any reason to stop just yet.
2. What are you doing with kiddo while you're at work?
- Luckily we have a friend that's a stay at home mom. She has two girls herself, ages 9 and 11, so Little Man is the only boy and only baby there so far. So, of course, he is getting spoiled rotten. It's working out good for all parties so far and she's great with him.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Crappy Friend Strikes Again!
I like to think that I'm a great friend, and that all of my friends would agree with me.
But they know the truth. That sometimes I'm a really crappy friend who forgets birthdays, and RSVPs for parties and then no-shows.
Take this weekend, for example. I'd planned on going to a party that VA was hosting, visiting with all my chickadees, showing off my Little Man, and maybe spending some money that I don't have. My friend, Miss Arkansas and her hubby came into town, and we had a great time. Sunday rolled around and my mind was so focused on the upcoming week (my second week back at work) while I was shopping in the middle of Walmart (one of the greatest stores that ever existed. I mean, really, where else can you find a frozen dinner, a t-shirt, and a bicycle?) when I got The Call.
"Kim?"
"Hey, Miss Arkansas, what's up? Are you guy's having a safe trip home?"
"Um, are you not at VA's for the party?"
Oh shit. Crappy friend strikes again! Seriously, why is it so hard for me to remember this stuff? Does my brain just hit the delete button at 5 PM on Friday's?
I'm going to have to find a way to make it up to her. Right after I find a way to make it up to Miss Arkansas that I forgot her birthday this year. Again.
Does anyone else have this problem? Or am I the only crappy one out there? More than likely, I'm just the biggest crappy one. Or the crappiest of the crappy. God, I've been changing too many diapers lately. Maybe that's why I have crap on my brain...
But they know the truth. That sometimes I'm a really crappy friend who forgets birthdays, and RSVPs for parties and then no-shows.
Take this weekend, for example. I'd planned on going to a party that VA was hosting, visiting with all my chickadees, showing off my Little Man, and maybe spending some money that I don't have. My friend, Miss Arkansas and her hubby came into town, and we had a great time. Sunday rolled around and my mind was so focused on the upcoming week (my second week back at work) while I was shopping in the middle of Walmart (one of the greatest stores that ever existed. I mean, really, where else can you find a frozen dinner, a t-shirt, and a bicycle?) when I got The Call.
"Kim?"
"Hey, Miss Arkansas, what's up? Are you guy's having a safe trip home?"
"Um, are you not at VA's for the party?"
Oh shit. Crappy friend strikes again! Seriously, why is it so hard for me to remember this stuff? Does my brain just hit the delete button at 5 PM on Friday's?
I'm going to have to find a way to make it up to her. Right after I find a way to make it up to Miss Arkansas that I forgot her birthday this year. Again.
Does anyone else have this problem? Or am I the only crappy one out there? More than likely, I'm just the biggest crappy one. Or the crappiest of the crappy. God, I've been changing too many diapers lately. Maybe that's why I have crap on my brain...
Saturday, August 15, 2009
It's BIG!
This actually happened to one of my co-workers wife and their kids. The story was too funny not to post it here.
The wife was waiting in the doctor's office waiting room with their two kids when the little boy, who's 3, says, "Mom, look!"
She's trying to get their daughter settled on the chair, glances over, and replies, "Pull down your shirt!" He had pulled up his shirt and his little pudgy belly was on display. She turned back around when he called again, "But, Mom, look!"
She didn't look, but responded, "Pull down your shirt!"
"But, Mom, look! Look!"
Frustrated, she placed one hand on the baby's belly to hold her in place and turned to her son. He had yanked up his shirt and his belly was sticking out. When he saw that she had turned around, he quickly yanked down his pants and pointed.
"Mom, it's BIG!"
The wife was waiting in the doctor's office waiting room with their two kids when the little boy, who's 3, says, "Mom, look!"
She's trying to get their daughter settled on the chair, glances over, and replies, "Pull down your shirt!" He had pulled up his shirt and his little pudgy belly was on display. She turned back around when he called again, "But, Mom, look!"
She didn't look, but responded, "Pull down your shirt!"
"But, Mom, look! Look!"
Frustrated, she placed one hand on the baby's belly to hold her in place and turned to her son. He had yanked up his shirt and his belly was sticking out. When he saw that she had turned around, he quickly yanked down his pants and pointed.
"Mom, it's BIG!"
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