Observe this

The past two days have been a funny/ annoying haze.

This morning I got dressed for casual Friday, thought I looked cute. Getting into the mirrored elevator at work I see.....my deluxe muffin top. Apparently I should have said no to the bagel this morning....doh!

Yesterday I spoke with a man in the hallway who I have said "hi" to maybe three times. The exchange went as follows:

Me: Hi
Him: Hello there
Me: Didn't I see you at the lacrosse game (my brother plays)
Him: Um, yeah
Me: Does your son play?
Him: No, I just like young boys (evil smile)
Me: Awesome
Him: Sweet
Me: (quickly take the stairs instead of being trapped in elevator with creepy Caucasian man)

While driving to work yesterday I saw two things: lady with leather driving gloves and a plumbing truck with a sign that said "blah, blah, blah, pypes"?!?

Ok, lets address go go speed racer driving lady. This was funny for a couple reasons. This first is that she was driving a Kia SUV. As a former owner of a super Kia I know there is nothing particularly speedy about those cars. Secondly,we live in Miami, it is hot, leather gloves!!???!!! Thirdly, maybe she was driving two miles an hour. I don't know, maybe you had to be there, but it was funny! As a side note, this is actually the third driver I have seen with speed racer gloves. I think the heat fries peoples brains (but that is a whole other post).

Plumbing truck, with a misspelling. Typos make me nutters (yes I know I have them on here all the time as I was so nicely told by my editor friend...WHATEVR), particularly when they are in the public eye. Maybe pypes is some sort of plumbing tool? Maybe not, it made me laugh....I think I need to get out more.

Cigarette??

So in the effort to write something/ anything because I don't like it when other people don't update today I will be discussing the Muffin sounds month 7.

You may have read the joy my daughter brought to my life when she uttered ma-ma. Apparently mama is not only the name for the woman who gave birth to her but is also a synonym for:

-Pick me up
-NOW!!
-Dada
-Grandma
-I've fallen and I can't get up
-Get me out of here
-Give me boob

Now in addition to the ma-ma and the occasional "hi" she has started to enjoy any sound she can make. This includes a new sound that is very similar to the cough that smokers have. It is a very intentional sound which I initially thought was hysterical, now not so much.

It is a little baby hack.....thinking about it makes me laugh because she is always smirking when she makes the sound, I think she knows it makes me laugh and makes her father panic. My mom thinks she is choking, the hubs thinks she is going to ruin her vocal cords, I think once she figures out another sound she will move on. Until then I have a muffin who could be the spokes baby for Truth the anti-smoking campaign.

Fear at 30,000 feet

So I don't actually know how high a plane flies but I'm going with 30,000 feet for today.

I just got off the phone with a lurking friend of mine and remembered something:

I am taking a flight next Tuesday with my 7 month old daughter....and as this "friend" (just kidding) reminded me "I hate people who bring babies on the plane, I always give them the dirtiest looks."

I am one of those people! The baby people with all the ridiculous bags. Don't they know to pack light???

Pack light, ha, ha, ha.

I need the car seat for the rental, the playpen for her to sleep in, 40 outfits for her (and us) because lately its gone from snowing to 80 degrees in NY and diapers, toys and anything else that isn't installed at home......because we might forget something. If that happens the world will end, didn't you know? In addition to the world ending there are no stores in the tri-state area, I am the only one with an infant.

Just so you know, I am never, ever, sarcastic.

I have to call my mom now and tell her to use those smart baby flash cards again. This is the first time the muffin is meeting a lot of people, all future impressions will be judged by this one. No pressure muffin, no pressure.

Scatter brain

My internet is down at home.....sigh.....

I have a lot of things that I am thinking about but nothing is processed enough to be allowed out into the blogosphere as of yet, I will exercise restraint.

On the upside I had some great beers yesterday (no I don't get out much), enough that I had a good buzz!

It is so funny how times change. Two years ago the above comment would have been a joke, an every weekend happening, not a breaking news event.

Okey-dokey (felt like throwing that in), back to work. Time to make the donuts.

Testing, one, two, testing

I read somewhere once about the phenomenon that as women we work so hard for so long not to get pregnant and then work so hard to get and maintain a pregnancy and I could relate.

So now I have my little bundle of joy and the mission is once again deployed to keep this muffin an only child for a couple years.

Um yeah, so this whole food poisoning, nauseous, wanna barf but can't, stomach upset etc. has scared the piss out of me. It took a couple days and countless people asking if I was pregnant for me to ask myself "could this be true??"

Let me give you the background: My entire immediate family knew I was pregnant before I did. Apparently there are several tell tale signs, so much for knowing my body.

Anywhoooo, so yeah, not pregnant thank you very much. This whole reproduction/ sex thing is so complicated.....and something that is so necessary....

I want a more long term solution for this problem but am scared of compromising my future off spring capabilities. It is very hard to tread line of current needs and future needs/ desires.

Sorry to go there....women have it so much harder! It's all on us and that is all I have to say about that.

The Rachel Interview

In my readings of the amazing Rachel(see side bar) she had a post similar to the one below where she challenged people to be interviewed. So here is the Rachel interview:

1. If family and finances were not an issue, where would you want to live to raise your daughter and why?

This is harder than I thought......I would live down here in S. Florida (hello weather!), in a particular neighborhood where the public schools are rated in the top of the nation. For me education and exposure to a lot of different things was critical to my youth and has benefited me to this day. I want the same for her. Being exposed to those different cultures/ social classes/ education levels made me respect what I had been given, made me see what I wanted to strive for and I think kept me level headed. (I feel like I'm writing a school entrance essay)

As for summers I would live it Italy, I spent a month there and it was one of the best times of my life.

2. What is one book that you have read that made a significant impact on you? What was that impact?

That is like asking which child is your favorite. I am such a reader that almost every book I read (at this point I choose carefully because of time constraints) has an impact.

Right now I am finishing up Babyproofing Your Marriage. This book is brilliant and exactly what I needed for this period of my life. It has been critical because I am the first of my friends to have a baby. I have no contemporaries to discuss what is going on, the extreme changes that no one tells you about:

-who knew I wouldn't want sex for months (thankfully this has gotten better)
-I cannot be a scorekeeper with my husband
-you cannot make large decisions until you have had at least 2 months of your baby sleeping 8 hours straight (I'm waiting!)

This book along with my blog reading has made me feel "normal", that this time will pass and you will find a new pace of life.

3. Other than sleep, what do you miss the most about your life B.C. (before child)?

I miss being care free. I am always thinking/ worrying about something now. If I'm not with the baby I am thinking about how she is. I worry about finances where I never did before. It is interesting what having someone completely depend on you does to you.

4. If you could ask your favorite famous person two questions who would you ask and what would the questions be?

I have a strange fascination with celebrity but I honestly don't have a favorite. In high school I did have a thing for Gavin Rossdale the lead singer of Bush (now married to Gwen Steffani). At that time I would have asked him what Glycerine meant to him and if I could bear his beautiful rock star children!


5. What is one thing that you do in secret that you are embarrassed to admit?

Hee, hee, I am trying to figure out which one to reveal...... I fart, very rarely (a habit that I strongly discourage in my husband but one that I have convinced him that I never do because I am super human.....I hope he doesn't read this).



OK, the rules:

1. If you want to be interviewed by me, (and I encourage perfect strangers to take me up on this, it will be fun) leave me a comment saying "Interview Me".

2. I will respond by asking you five questions of my choice.

3. You will update your blog with the answers to my questions.

4. You will include these rules, and offer to interview someone else in the same post.

5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Breaking news

Drum roll please.......................

My daughter said Ma-Ma.

I was leaning down to pick her up and bam, boo-yah, MA-MA.

I had to keep it together for the sake of the child (ha!)

You ever think you have so much love for one person that you want to almost explode, or at the very least burst into uncontrollable laughter/ tears?

It's incredible the amount that I love that little girls (Internet sob). I want so much for her in life, sniff, sniff.

I'm off to go blubber elsewhere!