Putting to Monkey to bed tonight was tough.  Lately he’s been really strict with setting his own schedule of when he needs a bath & when it’s bedtime.  If we miss that window of opportunity, he is a mess for about 1.5 hours later.  Seriously.

He functions best when we give him a bath at 6pm & when he’s in bed by 7pm.  Anything after 7pm is not good, for Monkey or myself.  He freaks out when I rock him, cries, throws his head back, climbs all over me, & he’s pretty much impossible to calm down.

Tonight was no different.  We were on track to get him a bath & put him to bed on time when we ran into a neighbor outside.  After realizing what time it was, I told her we had to go & ran inside to get Monkey’s bath [click to continue…]

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Picture it:

Last Saturday night Tarzan & I were having wine on the patio after Monkey went to bed.  One bottle of wine turned into three & then my husband made a move to take our drunken selves to the bedroom.  In the heat of passion (lol), Tarzan looks at me & casually says something along the lines of, “I want you to stop taking your birth control pills & want to get you pregnant.”

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR, dude.

Naturally I kept wondering during the rest of the lovemaking session if I had imagined these words.  You know, my husband is known for dropping these little hints after some alcohol & I’m left to wonder if he realized what the hell he just said.

About seven years [click to continue…]

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Going on vacation is always fun, but stepping away from reality & coming right back into it is very hard for me.  Like others, I almost need a vacation from my vacation.

Tarzan & I were in Vegas without Monkey.  It was a great time, complete with no schedules, routines, or other people to worry about.  The biggest decisions were what kind of drinks to order, what shows to see, & what table to gamble on.  It was such a change from my current reality & it was a very nice & well-needed break.

But then real life came crashing down once our plane touched down in Houston.  We had to meet my mom to pick up Monkey & found ourselves immediately rushing around.  Nothing in Vegas was rushed, so being thrusted back into it pretty much [click to continue…]

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I need some serious help with Monkey’s naptime.  I’m not sure what the hell happened from last Thursday until today, but we need to get back on track.  For Monkey’s sake (& my own).

Last Thursday was the last naptime that I did with Monkey because Tarzan & I went out of town.  Monkey was at my parent’s house & my mom didn’t say anything weird about him going down for a nap.  & if he had had problems, I like to think that she would have told me about them.

Napping used to be so easy.  If he was going to sleep in his crib, I needed to rock him.  If he was going to sleep with me in my bed, I would just need to lay there with my eyes closed.  But as of Monday, it’s a whole different story.

Now he [click to continue…]

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Being a mom is hard work, no question about it.

It’s most definitely the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but also the most rewarding.  Even though it’s a job that totally consumes you & never seems to end, there’s nothing in the whole world that I would rather do.  I love being a mom, more specificially, Monkey’s mom.  I feel so lucky & oh so blessed that I was chosen to be his mommy.

& it was my hope that my husband would show me that I was special & appreciated on my first Mother’s Day… after all, isn’t that what [click to continue…]

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One of my biggest fears when I was pregnant was hoping that I would not become that mom who only talked about her child.  Honestly.  I was scared out of my mind that my days would be consumed with changing diapers, not having much in common with old friends, feeding bottles, rinse, & repeat.

Isn’t it funny that I have become the very same person that I thought I didn’t want to be?!  I suppose it’s just inevitably for priorities to shift & for sacrifices to be made.  I’ll admit, when I talk to a friend without [click to continue…]

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Oh my gosh.  Teething sucks.  For babies & their parents.

We are going on about 15 days now & I don’t know what to do anymore.  I’m losing it.  In fact, I just started crying today.  My kid is in pain.  He won’t nap anymore, but he’s so extremely tired.  So much so that his eyes are all red around them.  He goes to sleep at his normal bedtime, but wakes up at least once during the night for  at least an hour.  Oh & he is screaming during the time he is awake.

Teething seems so unfair.  Like babies should just [click to continue…]

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I’ll just go ahead & admit it right now:  I was cocky about how easy it would be to lose weight postpartum.  Obviously I’d never had a baby before & I was not factoring in how my body has changed from pregnancy.

I really thought losing weight would be a piece of cake.  Simple.  Very easy.  Damn, how naive I was!

Monkey turned 9 months old a few days ago &  I’m still not back to my pre-pregnancy clothes… but I have come to realize that no matter how much weight I lose, my body is just different.  Different meaning that even if I weighed the same amount as I did before I was pregnant, who knows, my clothes still might not fit just right.

And even though that is not the way I wish it was, I do [click to continue…]

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Sometimes for Monkey’s afternoon nap, when I am tired too, we take a nap together in my bed.  Yesterday I was singing him the “ABC” song, which he loves before he goes to sleep for some reason.  He usually moves a bunch at first & then he’ll quiet down & go to sleep.

While he was rolling around & exploring my face, his little finger went into one of my nostrils.  & it went in there hard.  It all happened so fast that before I knew it my [click to continue…]

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