Link to Fran Lebowitz' Elle Interview in which she states that she'd "rather be approached with a hand grenade" than see a man in shorts.
I'm a fan. I like almost all of the ones I've tried. My go-to, the Ergo has lasted me through two children...but to be honest, I've even used it for piggy-backing my (then) 4 year old around. So, all three have been in it. Here's a list of the things I've done while wearing my baby (or child):
- Grocery shopped
- Washed dishes
- Cooked breakfast
- Cooked lunch
- Cooked dinner
- Cooked anything
- Loaded/unloaded the dishwasher
- Picked up legos off of the floor
- Used a public restroom (ew)
- Spent the day at Disneyland
- Breastfed while walking...through Disneyland
- Built Santa's workshop out of Legos
- Built many things out of legos
- Carried a screaming toddler out of a birthday party
- Unloaded the car full of children/groceries/shopping bags
- Worn #2 while pregnant with #3 up and down the neighborhood's "death hill" to take #1 to school
- Successfully transferred from carrier to crib a delightful sleeping babe
- Put up the Christmas tree
- Decorated the Christmas tree
...pretty much, all of it. All the things. Including...writing this post. While wearing a baby.
And maybe also make me a terrible person?
"chicks" = chips
"pee cool" = preschool
"cock corn" = Popcorn
"painkting" = painting
"anal" = oatmeal
So, a LOT has happened since I last updated. I'm going to attempt to go back and catalog everything month-by-month to play catch-up. Because THIS is ridiculous. I have this space to document our daily lives and I've missed doing that. I've gotten lazy and complacent due to the ease of limited-character blurbs and social media and Insta-pics. No. More.
Giving a quick update:
Posy Jane has made her appearance. That's right, we had another baby. Because love is beautiful and families are wonderful and if you're lucky enough, a beautiful love will result in a bigger and more beautiful family. She's four weeks old today, and a precious addition to our lives.
|Posy Jane, one week old|
June is the anniversary of my birth. I know, your favorite month. :D
I hit the big 31 this year. I was lucky enough to celebrate with my birthday buddy, Luke (who turned one). My cake maybe looked a little bit like a torch compared to his, but hey...I'm lucky enough to see another year and another candle on that cake, so I can't complain! Thanks to Agata and Casey for the cake and dinner!
June = birthdays, hammock time, park trips, beach trips and Disney days.
Scout had her last day of school at Chalk. It was very bittersweet. The teachers thought we had another week left, and when I told them that we were leaving this week, they burst into tears. Their hearts were broken, but I know we'll see them again when Sloane starts school after her 2nd birthday. We also had our friend Cashel over for a playdate and the kiddos set up an adorable lemonade stand in front of the house. They made some serious cash! I think the cute factor came into play...they were pretty hard to refuse.
We saw the Super Moon this month!
We had a beach playdate with our neighbors from Academy Dr. in Austin. I miss them so much. They honestly, were the best neighbors and I'm so glad they have become dear friends. Greg and Laura used to live in Venice/Huntington Beach when they first met, so bringing their kids here was something special for them.
Then, the next day, the girls and I headed home to ATx to visit family and attend Jay's cousin's wedding on the 4th of July. After arriving and spending a day or so with family, I took a girl's trip to Houston with Esmy and Laura for our (almost) annual NKOTB concert. We shacked up with Tessa and Jeff and enjoyed a night of silliness to the tune of NKOTB, 98 Degrees and Boys to Men.
The end of March and beginning of April 2013:
Spring has sprung in the neighbordhood. The rose bushes are glorious and the loquat trees are heavy with their fruit. We were obsessed with the House Finch who hatched her eggs on our front porch, and the daddy bird who brought them fresh worms each morning.
Sloane has began saying "Mama." Or more accurately..."mamamamamamama." She was nine months old on April 12th. She's standing more and more and I can't keep her away from the dining room chairs. Or the toy piano. Or the couch.
Scout was big into rollerskating and fashion. She was just over five years old. She enjoyed her "Spring Break" from Chalk Preschool and hung out with our neighbor's grand-daughter who was visiting from the Bay Area. We picked up our enrollment packet for Kindergarten, and practiced walking to the school. Scout is so excited to start school and talks about it constantly. Jay and Scout have been reading C.S. Lewis books and are starting Prince Caspian.
Jay and the girls enjoyed Saturday/Sunday morning walks to Starbucks...down the hill and back up with breakfast in-tow for a spoiled Mama who got to sleep in on such occasions. Though it worried me a little (that Jay was going to hurt himself pushing both girls up that Mar Vista hill), I totally appreciated the effort and the joy that it brought all of them. Jay celebrated his favorite holiday....Record Store Day on 4/20/13. He's found a new record shop on the West side, Touch Vinyl and frequents it often.
My mom (Marmee) paid us a visit for the weekend. While Jay shopped for records, we shopped for a scooter for Sloane and found her a Minnie Mouse "Go-Go," a toy she immediately fell in love with. We drove the girls to Laguna Beach for a beach picnic. It was a little on the chilly side, but that didn't stop us from playing in the beautiful, blue ocean. Scout got her hair cut and we got in a date night before mom had to head back to Tx.
On Monday, my little blue-eyed baby turned 8 months old. Hard to believe that we are SO close to her first birthday. She sits up tall and reaches for things to pull herself up to standing. She throws toys off of her highchair and looks for them on the ground. When her sister can be heard in the other room, she looks for her around the corner. She scoots, army crawls, and wiggles to get herself where she wants to be...in addition to her rolling. She only has two teeth, but is working on the top two. Her hair is thick and can now hold a clip for a little while. She naps twice a day (usually), takes one bottle at night (but is still mostly breastfed), eats three square meals (fruit/cereal, fruit/veg, meat/veg/fruit), and enjoys a baby Mum-Mum once or twice a day. She weighs around 18 pounds (still a little bean). She can say "ma-ma" and prefers to say "da-da." She gives "kisses" on demand and laughs hysterically when tickled or teased. I love spending my days with her and her sister, and am feeling especially lucky to live in this moment that is "her first year."
Yesterday morning, we woke up to a wonderful message from Glenn (my father-in-law, who's a Peace Corps Volunteer living in Tanzania, Africa). He'd been telling us over the Christmas break that he'd been spending some time writing songs while he's away. He uploaded some of them, and I have to say, they've been stuck in my head since listening to them. Specifically this really, really, really lovely song about his grandkids. There's so much love in my kid's lives. They are some of the luckiest people on the planet.