Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Happy Halloween!

I'll tell you all about it tomorrow....

For now here's our little pumpkin as.....

The Cheerio Bat Posted by Picasa

Friday, October 27, 2006

The shirt says it all

my mom...

sucks Posted by Picasa

Ya you read it right. Hey I may sit on my ass all day reading Mother Goose & Dr. Suess but at least I can pick out & pay too much for a trendy ironic t-shirt to dress my baby in just like all the other hip mamas out there looking to keep some aspect of cool in their lives. Sarcastic & bitter much? Nah.... just tired.

In other news Doodles is in love again. Of course she’s always in love with me. That goes without saying. After all I am the snack bar that is always open. Yes I’m still nursing & will be until the cows come home. Ba dum dum. Used to be when she was about 4 or 5 months old she was infatuated with Ryan Seacrest & would smile ever so sweetly every time his smug mug graced our tv screen. I was ok with that. Really. Gave me an excuse to watch American Idol with a little less embarassment.

Now she has a new crush. It’s the Teletubbies baby. You know the one. In the sun. She giggles & coos at its beatific visage & it giggles & coos right back at her. Just like it is supposed to. The smiles on both baby's faces is enough to bring one to mine. Once upon a time I thought much like this guy about this strange little show but now it has become one of our favorites, along with Clifford, Poco & Sesame Street. With this admission you might infer that we watch a lot of tv. You would be correct. I suppose I should be bothered by that fact since most people seem to be taking the American Pediactric Association of not recommending tv ("Until more research is done about the effects of TV on very young children, the American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) does not recommend television for children younger than two years of age. For older children, the AAP recommends no more than one to two hours per day of quality screen time.") as saying I am all but ruining my child, but it gets us through the day & it seems to make her happy. What with all the smiling.

Plus the songs are fantastic. For instance yesterday Tinky Winky (you know, the gay one) sang a loud song that consisted of the lyrics:

"Tinkle winkle tinky winky woo woo woo woo
Pinky wiggle tinky winky woo woo woo woo
Tinkle winkle tinky winky woo woo woo woo
Woo woo woo woo"

Then another classic sung by Po:

"Po po po po pohhhhhh
Po po po po po po pohhhh"


How can it get any better than this?

Oh & get this weird fact (?). I was looking up Teletubbies links so I could find a picture of that cute sun & I came across this tidbit that the roller girl from this season's Survivor has the credit of being this same sun. I am a bit confused here though because the chick was born in 1979 & Teletubbies didn't start until the '90's. Go figure.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Burning Out

That picture that turned into my last post sans words was supposed to be about how that day last year was my due date. And how I had to wait 18 more days before meeting the most serious baby in the world. And how it's almost her birthday & I cannot believe that I've made it through an entire year. And how that light at the end of the tunnel is still so dim. Obviously that post never really happened.

You don't know how many times I've tried to post something these past two months & either gave up or been thwarted by the Doodle bug. Mothering in the hood lately has been a challenge to say the least. The moving, the growing, the teething, & the dog whining have been wreaking havoc on all of us. Don't get me wrong - I like it here & I'm slowly getting us involved in some local activities which, I hope, will give us some sense of routine. It's just that Freyja's separation anxiety is still in high gear & her naps are all jumbled & short & unreliable so I'm not left with any decent amount of time in which to sit down & write. If I start, she'll wake up (as she's doing right now....) & then want to play what I'm playing i.e. my laptop.

Five hours later & she's banged on the keys until an accidental shut down, nursed three times, ate half a jar of plums & apples, shoved several handfuls of cheerios in her mouth, fought through a diaper change with all her strength, screeched when I put a sweater on her beacuse fabric is the devil's work, cried when I set her on the floor beside me three times so I could pee, screamed when I left her watching Clifford for two minutes while I got a cup of coffee (hence the peeing), banged on an empty tin for 20 minutes & had me read 8 or 9 books really fast due to her impatient page turning. We also went down the street to the local community center where they have a drop in play time 3 times a week for a couple of hours. It took her a while to warm up to what was happening but by the end of the allotted time she was pulling my sorry ass back to the push mobile thing she fell in love with & started laughing at the other kids. I think we'll go back & maybe next time I'll work up the nerve to say more than three words to anybody. Afterwards we headed over to the Value Village down the road. This is the best VV I think I've ever been in. Sure there's the requiste bunch of shoddy, dirty, broken crap and a boatload of Halloween costumes right now, but this place has one of the best selection of books I've ever seen. Plus, buy three & get one free. Woo hoo! Today I bought 4 paperbacks & 9 children's books for $14. It's closer than the library & I don't know who is dropping stuff off there but I hope they keep doing it because reading is one of the only things helping me keep hold of my sanity.


Calvin is trying to give me breaks from the devil child & it is slowly getting better. Better meaning she doesn't necessarily break into a vomit inducing crying/ screaming fit every single time he picks her up. Now it's maybe only every other time. Poor guy. Poor baby. Poor me.

Yes. Oh woe is me. Oh please feel sorry for me. No one else ever had it this bad. My life is hell. Blah blah blah. Ack! I'm making myself even more depressed with this stupid pity party. I'll stop now & spare you more whining. Too bad that's all I want to do lately. That & feel burning bitter jealousy towards fellow (mommy) bloggers who have their shit together enough to actually spare a few moments to write something smart / witty / funny / whatever. I really can't even begin to fathom how they are doing it. I'm so burnt out that if I do get a free 20 minutes to write most times I'd just as soon veg in front of the mind numbing tv. Because I know that if I started to write something it would end up just like this.

Boring, self-pitying & repetitive. Sorry folks... I'll try harder next time.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

baby face Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

First Steps

Tentative but gaining confidence.

Yay baby!

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