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
We Are Having A Girl!
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
What Your Zodiac Sign Means According To Me
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
How I Found Solidarity At Barnes And Noble
I feel lame that so many of my stories start with “Today, at Barnes and Noble”. What an exciting life I lead. Other than the park, it’s the only free place to hang out with my kid who constantly reminds me that he wants to go somewhere by walking to the door and demanding, “bye bye!” There are always interactions there. A grown up to talk to is my favorite part, but I also like observing everyone’s parenting styles.
A few days ago, Jack and I had to leave early because he wouldn’t stop trying to take another little boy’s juice. It got to the point where I had no choice, but to leave. The woman said politely, “He must be thirsty,” which I self-consciously took as “Do you not give your baby beverages?” I swore to the woman that my child had plenty of fluids that day, and went into obnoxious details about how her son’s cup looked like Jack’s old cup and yada yada yada please-don’t-think-I-severely-dehydrate-my-kid jargon. The annoying part of all of this is that she was just trying to keep things light-hearted while my little beast was violently trying to rob her. Still, I couldn’t help but take her comment way too personally. Of course this woman doesn’t think my child is dying of thirst. Of course he’s just in a “I want that cup or I will cut you” kind of mood. All two year olds go through that horrendous phase where they don’t understand that every object on earth is not their personal property. Why then, do I feel the need to explain myself or the behavior of my toddler? All anyone has to do is look at him and know that he’s doing what he’s doing because he’s a tiny human-and tiny humans are selfish. Continue reading
Why We All Love Fuller House Even Though It Is The Worst
Poor acting, worse writing, and cheesy plotlines. Fuller House might be one of the worst shows I’ve ever seen. It isn’t funny, and so far-the kids have faced ZERO consequences to their actions. At only three episodes in, DJ’s oldest son has run away. Under the encouragement of Uncle Joey, all four kids have poured green slime all over the foyer with absolutely no “Danny Tanner life lesson” moments discussing ruining private property, or even a simple “WHO’S GOING TO CLEAN UP THIS MESS!?” from DJ, the new head-of-household. Continue reading
The Boy Who Loved Shoes
As I sit at Barnes and Noble, and watch my child and his new friend play together (and thank the book gods for the train table’s return), I realize that I’ve nearly forgotten my melancholy attitude some twenty minutes ago. Having a moment to breathe, I can step outside of myself and examine the cause of this acute depression. It’s shoes. Continue reading
The Girl Who Hates Home Decor
I feel like I’ve let my fellow women down. Most of my girlfriends and female family members have a wicked fashion sense and an eye for design. I have never been one to obsess over home decor, or even decorating my own body. Over the past few years, I’ve discovered scarves, skinny jeans, and riding boots. It seems to make me appear to have a little fashion sense, but the truth is that I do not. I can look at a person and tell if they’re dressed well or not, but most of the clothes I own are hand-me-downs from women who dress better than me. I find it almost impossible to actually pick out a new and exciting outfit and wear it confidently. Continue reading
Today was day one of keeping a newborn and a toddler together. When Jack (20 months) was Braxton’s age (3 months), it was extremely difficult for me to carry him for long periods of time. In fact, I’d say around 3 months is when my back started hurting me daily. A few months later, it went away having built enough muscle to prepare for his next weight gain. I couldn’t really do baby carrying. Continue reading
This weekend was awesome-sauce. There were so many big things. Let’s start with Friday. Continue reading