Yes I have a Nanny. You can stop judging now.

Someone was "helping" me as I tried to pick up his play room. Yes. Those are books behind him that he is so helpfully pulling back OUT of the basket. Little bugger...

Dear friend,

Watson and I know that we are very blessed to be able to work from home and spend so much time with our amazing little guy. We knew it would be an awkward topic so we kept hiring a nanny to ourselves  until it was done. And when we talk about our adventures at home with a part-time nanny, I can see the judgement cross your face.  Continue reading

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So Glad They Told Me

If you don’t already follow Katia from IAMTHEMILK or Yummy Mummy Club, here is just another reason to get over there and check her out.  She’s spreading the word about a new campaign that sinks home with me, especially tonight.

I’ve recently become aware of a campaign initiated by a fellow blogger mom, Stephanie Sprenger, at Mommy, for Real designed to embrace the validity of the different ways in which we experience parenting and to uplift those of us who are struggling with its less glamorous moments. Stephanie launched her campaign yesterday with the twitter hashtag #sogladtheytoldme and asked some of her fellow blogger moms to participate by sharing their own experiences concerning parental challenges their friends warned them about in advance.

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Are we really ready for this?

We're up and ready to move, just got to figure out how those legs work

Our little guy is ready to crawl, you can just see it on his face when we play on the floor. He gets up on his hands and knees and scoots across the floor, but doesn’t quite grasp the concept of moving those little legs yet. On top of that, now he’s figured out that he can navigate his walker, which translates to my DVD stand is being terrorized. And he loves to walk! He’ll demand to get down, holding our hands of course, and walk all over the house and investigate everything. He’s so ready to learn, and all I can think is “Are we really ready for this?”.  Continue reading

What’s Burning?

Happy New Year!!

Watson and I are both very blessed to be able to work from home for different companies. I work during the day and Watson does overnights. And during the holidays everything is very slow so I got to spend a lot of quality time with my little guy. But this wasn’t how I wanted to start my new years.  Continue reading

Missing in Action

His first time playing in the leaves!

Wow.  Can you believe it’s been 3 weeks since my last post?  You’d think I fell off the face of the earth!  Between doctors appointments, vacation, and teething we’ve been going crazy over here.

We spent a wonderful week in Lake Placid enjoying the fresh air and the view of mountains covered in colorful trees.  Unfortunately we found that our little guy does not like sleeping in the pack and play overnight. I actually think we came home more tired than when we left!   But he loves watching the leaves all over the ground and certainly enjoyed the change of scenery.  A big surprise for us was the amount of hair that started coming in on his head finally!

My baby boy had his 6 month checkup with the doctors office (shots included).   His skin has been slowly improving, but his legs are still terrible.  Doctor told us they aren’t healing because he has another skin infection.  Just a couple days after the antibiotics and his legs are looking great!!  But can I just tell you… I have never found myself so mad with a nurse before.  I’m sure you’ll agree that there is a difference between “owie” crying, and “holy god that really hurts” screaming.  The agony on his face and the noise of that tiny little body instantly ripped me into peices.  When the nurse pulled the needle out of his leg, it started a river of blood down his leg immediately.  And to make it worse, she bruised him at both injection sites on the one little leg.  Now I realize that these immunizations are for his well being, but damn lady!  You don’t need to stick the needle that deep!  He’s all of 26 pounds!  I probably ranted about this for 3 days I was so upset.  My little guy?  He was over it as soon as the Motrin kicked in and had a good cuddle with his momma.

And finally, teething. Ugh. Is there anything worse?  Feeling him tense up and scream with pain when it is at it’s worst literally kills me inside.  If you don’t know what a Razbaby RaZ-berry Teether is, go find one.  It made such a huge difference for him.  He likes to grab onto the handle and munch on that poor little sucker anyway he can.  He sticks to each side, bites down and pulls it out, anything that simply makes him feel better.  He even recognizes it now and starts chewing on it the second you put it near his face.

So that has been this little family’s adventures.  It’s been hard getting back into a routine, but we finally are getting back to our rhythm.  I hope you’ve all been enjoying your own little adventures!  I have lots of blog posts to catch up on!

The feelings I never prepared for

My high-school sweet heart with our little guy. Not in a million years did I expect to feel so much looking at the two of them together.

I’ve wanted to be a mom since I was young.  I wasn’t in a rush, just knew it was something I really wanted.  I expected the long nights and diaper disasters everyone warns you about.  What I didn’t expect was how extreme my feelings are for my son.  It’s like a whole new definition of love.   Continue reading

My Dear Watson – WP Writing Challenge

We got to fit in one unscheduled dance at our wedding. A moment to just breath during the chaos. He has always been that moment for me.

So I recently tripped over The Daily Post, and found this nifty little section for Writing Challenges.  What a wonderful idea!  So why not participate?  This week’s was called My Dear Watson:

Life just isn’t the same without your trusty sidekick. For this week’s writing challenge, tell us about your partner in crime.

What a perfect way to brag a little about my “Watson”!  I should probably start with some background though, huh?  My husband and I met at my brother’s boy scout meeting.  My parents were divorced so my dad would drag me along to the meetings held in a church.  I would sit in the hallway with a book and read while the meeting went on, and wait “patiently” to go home.  I couldn’t tell you how many meetings I went to, there were too many.  But one day out of nowhere my future husband came up to me and we just started chatting… and we never stopped.

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