It's time to pack it in, round up the cattle, er I mean, kids and head for home. I've had my fill of hot, tasty clam cakes. Ooh that salty, clamtastic goodness. Many photos have been taken of old seaside scenes and the oldest carousel has been ridden. I saw old friends, slept past nine, watched way too much VH-1 than can be healthy for my brain cells and had a whole bed to myself for a week. I've eaten too much once again, gotten a bit side-tracked in my 5K training and I'm starting to get a bit freaked out that the race is in a mere six days. Today we return to the turnpike and brave the roads. Let's hope "the crazies" have decided to stay home. I have no intention of believing that the trip home will be as easy as the trip up.BONUS!!!!!!!!!!!!! … [Read more...]
Win a Free 23andMe DNA Kit!
Newsflash! An amazing giveaway is at your fingertips. First, a bit of business.The various online communities that have been growing at the 23andMe website the last few months are anything but dull. I have had the privilege of having my whole family’s genetic information at my fingertips and I cannot believe how it never ceases to amaze me. As a founding blogger hired by 23andMe for their pregnancy community I feel like I fell down the rabbit’s hole of ancestral information and my own personal genetic history. It has made me reflect on my past two pregnancies in-depth and communicate with others. One thing is abundantly clear, no matter how similar we may seem on the outside with our experiences and relations we are all unique due to our environment and genetic make-up. It has truly been a … [Read more...]
About an Hour in My Day
11:38 a.m.- "Come on TD, we have to get a move on! It's time to go to Gymboree!" I glance at The Comedian and think, "I should change you...." and I scoop her up out of the Bumbo.11:39 a.m.- "WTF? Oh all that is holy in this world, why now?! Seriously kid? This is disgusting!!" I moan. "What's disgusting, Mommy?" TD asks. "Your sister. She just pooped EVERYWHERE! I don't even know if I'm qualified to clean this type of mess up. I might need to make a few phone calls..."11:41 a.m.- Poop. It is everywhere. I quickly move from the pack and play to the nursery. The shirt cannot be salvaged. Neither can the burp cloth I have laying on the changing table. I have already used about a days worth of wipes in the last two minutes. We don't have time for the tub. This is totally an … [Read more...]
Splish Splash I Hate the Pool
I'm just going to admit this up front- I hate the pool.My husband? He seems to love the pool. I've actually begun to dread this time of year as of late because I know it means only one thing. He is going to want to go to the pool. Do I hate the pool because it means I have to get into a bathing suit? No.Do I hate the pool because of the tons of screaming children and loud cannon balling teenagers? A bit.Do I hate the pool because the women's locker/rest room is a stinkin' hive of germs and wet toilet paper on the floor but never on the roll where it belongs and out of the three toilets usually only one is flushed? That one? It usually has a brown mucky poop-laced water on the floor around it. YES! YES! I hate the pool for that reason. I feel like TD and I need a round of shots … [Read more...]
Hungry, Broke and Ludacris
You hear a song on the radio, in the car, in a store, or on your ipod and suddenly you are taken back to a distinct time and place. You are no longer standing in frozen foods but in a darkened high school gym or in your bestest friends bedroom. The song/memory evocation is so strong it can bring up deep feelings, distinct smells and completely take you back in time, if only for a few moments. This week, in the days leading up to my birthday (and let's face it, because it's my blog) I'm doing a little trek down memory lane each time it will be accompanied with a song that brings it all back. I would love it if you would share with me some memories you have and the songs that take you back too. I had been married to H for about a year and we were living in what felt like the land of the … [Read more...]
Bathing Suit Season Cometh
You know eating an entire box of cupcakes seemed like a fab idea at the time. So did guzzling bottles of wine, eating crepes with bacon, syrup and yes, more bacon. Those fries were also pretty tasty as was the hot buttered popcorn I savored at the movies last week. Overdid it a tad? Perhaps. I admit I'm a glutton of sorts and I do like my salts and sweets. And um... all things winey. And beery and vodka-infused too. So it is with great horror that I realized that the pool will be opening soon and I've got two kiddos who are all about running around in cute floral swimsuits with ruffled behinds. Me? Not so much. I've got more of a rippley behind and it has got to come to a full stop. Not a full stop for those walking near me either, as in, "Oh dear gawd! Would you just look at … [Read more...]
The Comedian
So, what is up with you acting like a five day old Wolverine baby? All gnashing gums and razor fingers ripping at my decolletage. You find it all highly and sickly amusing. Are you illin' or just up to your usual tricks? Internets, I would like to introduce you to The Comedian. Formerly known as Dash Two this little bundle of non-stop giggles has shown us she has quite a sadistic *cough* er interesting sense of humor. Exhibit A:Me: Gaah!! Must nurse! Let's go Dash Two - feed!Dash Two nurses for 2 seconds, breaks off, looks up at me and smiles. Then laughs. She repeats this painful little move about nine more times. TD finds it all very hysterical. Me? Not so much.Exhibit B:Dash Two wakes up and I pick her up. She stinks. As I begin to change her my finger lands in something … [Read more...]
Wordless Wednesday – National No Housework Day!
Not entirely wordless but consider yourself relieved of your duties today. I'm talking about 'How I Spat' -As Exciting as Watching Paint Dry"The idea of spitting into a cup did not bother me. I conjured up ideas of CSI episodes in my head and figured that in mere seconds it would all be over and done." at 23andMe today. Come check it out here. … [Read more...]
A Star is Born. Heh.
I am not crafty by any means but when TD's 'dee-dee' (a.k.a. her pink security blanket) needed mending I skedaddled my butt over to the craft emporium known as Jo-Ann Fabrics. Stores like that just lose me. I circled the aisles looking for pink embroidery thread and just wanted out. The lines were not to be believed with some clever maze of candy for at least 30 feet before you hit the register. Need cute baby Easter socks? Only a dollar! Yes, please! I mean what else do you get a 5 month old for Easter?I digress though. As I stood there in line picking up a pack of Twizzlers and a Whatchamacallit to pass the time I noticed the woman in front of me staring at me. After a few minutes she said, "I know you from somewhere." I didn't recognize her at all. "You must have had a child in … [Read more...]
Why I Spat also known as My New Job
As if reviewing products, making vain attempts to make you all laugh on a daily basis, writing for other websites and more I've decided to take on yet another new job. In the coming months you will notice that at different times in this space there will be teasers regarding my adventures with my past pregnancies, being genotyped and a whole other realm of experiences I have had relating to both subjects. I'm working with 23andMe to help them establish their online pregnancy community. It is our hope that through this venue more patterns can be established, links built and research can be done relating to women's health and pregnancy.If you want to read my first post, 'Why I Spat', "Good genes or bad genes I am not sure there is such a thing. It is a vast lottery of our pasts and our future … [Read more...]