Part One is Here
Part Two: So, we made it to Boston. Once off the plane, we gave each other the usual smiling silent, “Well, that was awkward.” expressions and made our way to baggage claim. Shortly, we were ready to tackle Boston’s public transportation system and take the bus into town.
Our first impressions of Bostonians were not positive, as the guy in the information booth did not seem very excited to tell the two country mice the best way to get to Government Center, but later we had nothing but pleasant encounters. In hindsight, he was probably from somewhere else. Kristen took the reins and pointed her spaced-out friend in the right direction. A free bus ride to Government Center-the station nearest our hotel. We were on our way to The Langham Hotel-a swanky place that Kristen and I decided to splurge on since we were only staying in Boston for one night before I had to work. Once there, we GPSed the best walking route to our destination. Unfortunately, our iphones had no idea where we were or which way we were going. Maybe they were used to our usual open spaces. We made several u-turns in the cold-stopping to touch the leftover snow from the week before. It was dirty and hard and gross, but it was snow-a rarity where we are from. I even made a tiny-disgusting snowball. Because SNOW. Continue reading →
Blogs about trips are so hard for me to write because so much happens that I don’t know where to begin. I don’t want to overwhelm you with every little detail of our five day trip, but I don’t want to forget the good stuff, so I am trying something different. I’m going to make this a series of short stories so I don’t forget anything while simultaneously not boring the heck out of my readers. Let me set the scene: Continue reading →
Immediately before I started writing this post, I was on Pinterest to look up nursery ideas for our new baby GIRL. I wanted ideas for her nursery. As I saved my first pin, I noticed that “Baby Girl Devens” was already a board on my profile. I had forgotten that years ago I had been searching for ideas for the possibility of a girl. Funny enough, while I did want a girl-you can read that blog here-I REALLY wanted a boy for my husband. His want for a boy outweighed my girl and I wanted him to be happy. Plus, I’d have another chance.
This go round, I just couldn’t hide it. I REALLY wanted a girl. I know some people don’t care if it’s a boy or a girl, and maybe this makes me a bad person, but I wanted a girl and there isn’t a thing I could do to change that. I have spent the past few months telling myself that another boy would be fine. I love my son more than I could possibly describe. Brothers would be so special. Two boys dressed as knights and slaying dragons and building Legos is a world I could imagine with love. Continue reading →
As everyone who has ever known me is aware, I am kind of a guru of astrology. Since I was a child, I can look at someone, name a sign, and describe their inner most emotions. Zodiac signs originated in the 1990’s when Ace of Base released their glorious song “The Sign”. Since then, the world has made all personal decisions based on their zodiac signs. I am a Taurus and my husband is an Aries. We didn’t really have anything in common, but I married him anyway because our stars aligned and now we are happy. Here is what your zodiac sign means to according to me: Continue reading →
Oh, Lord, y’all. I’ve already shared this part of myself with you. I have a few pet peeves, but the number one tear-my-hair-out, blindly screaming, call your mother and tell her what you did peeve is meanness. When someone is mean to me or someone I love I go from super chill Becca to white trash redneck angry girl whose name is not pronounceable through her gritted teeth. Having a child has taken these psychotic episodes to another level-and because usually the perpetrator is aged in the single digits, I have to control myself during these times more than ever. Have you ever wanted to grab a 6-year-old by the ear and drag him away while his mother watched? No. Uh. Right. Me neither. Continue reading →
My husband and I are having a baby, but my toddler is too. It’s been fun trying to explain to him that there is a baby in my belly. We’ve read books and looked at drawings of babies in the womb. While he seems to understand that there is a baby in there and that it is growing and that when it gets big enough it will come out, he also thinks there is another baby in his own belly. Continue reading →
Oh, I’m sure other women experienced severe hanger in their first pregnancies, but not me. This second one has been different in so many ways. I also need to clarify that I, myself have experienced hanger many times without being pregnant, but this hanger is different. This hanger WAKES you up at 4:30am and forces you to mindlessly chug cinnamon apple sauce out of an old hot-chocolate-stained coffee mug. Then, you lay there and think about how you had a cheeseburger and fries at 8 o’clock last night and there is no way you should physically be this hungry right now. Continue reading →