This about sums it up...
Thursday, August 20, 2009
thank you notes & lame gifts
Nothing pisses me off more (today) than having to write thank you notes. Im not an ungrateful person, but I think that gift giving should be just that, not gift giving then expect a thank you note. I think that is tacky--as tacky as not writing a note.
Seriously, think about it. I have a newborn and a crazy 3 yr old. Do you think I have time for notes? I mean I just have to constantly monitor, feed, and clean up after these kids. Then there is lunch to be made, laundry to be done and a house to straighten up. I like sleep too and lets not forget I also try to make money doing my real estate job. Please dont add another activity to my list.
However, I am a good Southern girl and my momma taught me to write notes, so I do. I can still be annoyed at the folks that expect one though.
Next I need to vent on the topic of lame gifts. So a friend comes to visit bearing a nicely wrapped gift. Im keeping my fingers crossed for diapers, wipes or some expensive church outfit that I want but am too cheap to buy. As I take out the $5 worth of tissue paper another piggy bank is revealed. Oh good, I can add that to the piggy bank collection that now is at a grand total of 8. That comes out to 4 per kid. And no money to put in them b/c I still have to buy diapers.
Under no circumstances is anyone to buy a piggy bank for a child because someone else has already done it. Trust me. Go ahead and add stuffed animals to the useless gift list. I have a whole box of stuffed animals. They sit in the closet. But you know what I dont have a lot of...DIAPERS.
So the next baby shower you go to, buy diapers, diapers, wipes or diapers. Dont even go down the piggy bank aisle.
Now precious Flip has been annoying the crap out of me since Im not paying him 100% attention for 5 minutes, so Im going to sign off and bang my head against the wall a few times.
Seriously, think about it. I have a newborn and a crazy 3 yr old. Do you think I have time for notes? I mean I just have to constantly monitor, feed, and clean up after these kids. Then there is lunch to be made, laundry to be done and a house to straighten up. I like sleep too and lets not forget I also try to make money doing my real estate job. Please dont add another activity to my list.
However, I am a good Southern girl and my momma taught me to write notes, so I do. I can still be annoyed at the folks that expect one though.
Next I need to vent on the topic of lame gifts. So a friend comes to visit bearing a nicely wrapped gift. Im keeping my fingers crossed for diapers, wipes or some expensive church outfit that I want but am too cheap to buy. As I take out the $5 worth of tissue paper another piggy bank is revealed. Oh good, I can add that to the piggy bank collection that now is at a grand total of 8. That comes out to 4 per kid. And no money to put in them b/c I still have to buy diapers.
Under no circumstances is anyone to buy a piggy bank for a child because someone else has already done it. Trust me. Go ahead and add stuffed animals to the useless gift list. I have a whole box of stuffed animals. They sit in the closet. But you know what I dont have a lot of...DIAPERS.
So the next baby shower you go to, buy diapers, diapers, wipes or diapers. Dont even go down the piggy bank aisle.
Now precious Flip has been annoying the crap out of me since Im not paying him 100% attention for 5 minutes, so Im going to sign off and bang my head against the wall a few times.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Mooooo
Im a cow. Im nursing my sweet little Vivian aka Piglet and I can already envision the day when I will throw away my 36 H bra--yes thats right H. These things are huge and heavy. Dexter thinks they are awesome, but too bad since they are off limits for him.
I know its good for the baby to nurse and its kinda cute when they snuggle down for a meal, but after a month Im missing my C cup, running, and my back not aching. Plus nursing in public is not fun. Im too modest for all that. I have been retreating to the car if Vivian gets hungry while we are out and about.
And then there is Flip who has started to ask about my boobs way too much..."Why does Vivian eat that way?" I dont like discussing my boobs with my 3 yr old--Ya know.
I know its good for the baby to nurse and its kinda cute when they snuggle down for a meal, but after a month Im missing my C cup, running, and my back not aching. Plus nursing in public is not fun. Im too modest for all that. I have been retreating to the car if Vivian gets hungry while we are out and about.
And then there is Flip who has started to ask about my boobs way too much..."Why does Vivian eat that way?" I dont like discussing my boobs with my 3 yr old--Ya know.
Baby smell
People often comment on how babies smell. They certainly have a distinct smell...its a mixture of Johnson's Baby shampoo, poop and throw up. And thats all I have to say about that.
time for an update
Yes, I know its been months. When you get to be the whale of a woman that I was right before I had my little girl, all you want to do is lay down with the fan and a/c on full blast. I mean, I wanted to complain via blogging, I just lacked the energy.
So my little bundle of joy, Vivian, joined us a little over a month ago and Im happy to report that she is one easy baby. I had the pleasure of a super fast labor--although it was too fast for the epidural to kick in completely. I was like one of those women on TV that screams her head off while clutching the bed and giving eat shit looks to her husband. But Vivian came and I admit, I have already fallen a victim of the amnesia phenomenon.
Motherhood x 2 is quite a lot of work. And Flip is not making it any easier. He is in his "why" stage which is cute for like a minute. But now that we have been in it for a solid 3 months Im ready to ram my head against the wall. He asks me EVERY time I feed Vivian "Why is she hungry?" Why does she need to eat all the time?" "Why does she make those noises?" "Why does she burp?" And that lasts the entire time. Argh.
The questions are asked for every activity..."Why does she need her diaper changed?" "Why does she poop?" "Why is she crying?" "Why is she sleepy?" "Why does she want to be held?"
"WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?"
"Why me?"
So my little bundle of joy, Vivian, joined us a little over a month ago and Im happy to report that she is one easy baby. I had the pleasure of a super fast labor--although it was too fast for the epidural to kick in completely. I was like one of those women on TV that screams her head off while clutching the bed and giving eat shit looks to her husband. But Vivian came and I admit, I have already fallen a victim of the amnesia phenomenon.
Motherhood x 2 is quite a lot of work. And Flip is not making it any easier. He is in his "why" stage which is cute for like a minute. But now that we have been in it for a solid 3 months Im ready to ram my head against the wall. He asks me EVERY time I feed Vivian "Why is she hungry?" Why does she need to eat all the time?" "Why does she make those noises?" "Why does she burp?" And that lasts the entire time. Argh.
The questions are asked for every activity..."Why does she need her diaper changed?" "Why does she poop?" "Why is she crying?" "Why is she sleepy?" "Why does she want to be held?"
"WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?" "WHY?"
"Why me?"
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