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Magic Shoes

This week, we got Maya fitted for her first pair of big-girl shoes. Now that she’s really walking with a vengeance, it was time … and she took to them like a pro!!

We went to a local children’s shoe store that carries all different kinds of shoes. She has been wearing a pair of Robeez for months now (since she began pulling up and crawling, so around ten months) but I wanted something that was good and supportive and also cute and would easily coordinate with most things she owns (yes, that was part of my decision-making process. ;) ) Continue Reading »

Bye Bye Bottle & Binky!

OK, I never said the word “binky” until this post … but it worked with the alliteration I was going for, so forgive me.

I love the group-think aspect of Facebook. A few weeks ago, Maya transitioned to cow’s milk and my pediatrician had recommended putting it in the sippy cup from Day One. Well, she threw a hissy fit and would.not.drink. Period.

So after much crying, we gave her a bottle, which she sucked down like there was no tomorrow.

:-/

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Cozy up … this is a long one. :)

In spite of her warning, with an open mind, I read my friend Jodie’s recent blog post about being a stay at home mom, in which she writes,

“I have no idea what the @#@! we have done to ourselves in this country, but we’ve gotten to a point where we have kids, simply to say, “Great! Now who can I pay to take care of them so I can go back to work?” As if kids fit perfectly into our life pockets without making any sacrifices to the size and shape of the pocket.”

At first glance I was, as she cautioned some of her readers would be, a little pissed off. I’m a working mom who does, as she says, “pays someone else to take care of” my kid.

But then as I read it again, I felt sad — and then guilty … which made me feel even worse.

You see, for as much as I miss Maya during the day — and believe me, it’s more than I could ever express here — I work out of choice … not necessity. Continue Reading »

Monkeying Around

All of a sudden, Maya has become a little monkey, repeating our actions and intonations (though we don’t understand her words yet … other than “dough” for “dog” — or so we think — and “nana” for banana; “mama” and “dada” are pretty self-explanatory ;) ).

Although she’s been doing the intonation business for a while now, just recently she’s begun paying extra attention to our actions and has started mimicking them. Continue Reading »

Note: this post has nothing to do with my blog or you, my readers … but is rather a reaction to an observation I made in the blogosphere.

This week, one of the most well-known female bloggers, Heather Armstrong of dooce.com fame, announced she and her husband Jon were in the midst of a trial separation.

I’d heard of her, but never really read her blog — until today. Her announcement post is absolutely gut-wrenching, to say the least — especially the part where she expresses a moment that suicide crossed her mind … and though doesn’t go into any details about why the couple is splitting, it’s obvious she is pained about the decision but knows it must be done. Continue Reading »

Seconds

One of my biggest fears about having a daughter has been passing along my food issues to her. Though I’m long past my dark days of disordered eating, I still think a lot about food and fitness quite a bit (and still journal) and though they don’t plague me, I still emotionally eat from time to time and still have “fat” days. Even though I know I’m not actually “fat,” I certainly have some weight to lose to get to my feel-best weight/size and I will eventually …

[Sadly, even an upcoming Caribbean trip this spring isn't enough to get me to the gym regularly again and off the sweets. <<Sigh>> One of these days I'll get it together...]

Anyway, yesterday I had to catch myself when I saw Maya’s daily log at school. Continue Reading »

Snug as a Bug in a Rug

Some of my earliest childhood memories involve being in the car and falling asleep. When we’d arrive home, my dad would pick me up and put me in my bed and tuck me in, “snug as a bug in a rug.”

When I got too old to be carried, envious of my younger (smaller) siblings, I’d pretend to be asleep just to keep our little ritual going. To this day, I don’t know if he knew I was pretending from about age seven on … but those are some of my favorite memories. To a child, there is truly nothing like the safety of your parents’ arms.

I was thinking about that tonight when I was rocking Maya to sleep, her little exhausted body rendered limp in my arms. Every parent knows that putting a sleeping baby in a crib can yield one of two results. Continue Reading »

First Steps!

This needs no words … :)

“Be Grateful”

Happy New Year, albeit a few days late ;) My sister came to visit us for an impromptu weekend over New Year’s Eve and then we went back to work Tuesday so I’ve been getting my groove back and trying to catch up in the blogosphere.

I’ve seen lots of great new year’s resolutions — including anti-resolutions (i.e., bloggers who refuse to make any) and I decided to share my singular resolution here.

BE GRATEFUL.

Looking at it, it sounds simple. “Be grateful.” DUH.

Yet I feel like in the whirlwind frenzy of the average day, I have so many things to be grateful for — things that go unnoticed … but shouldn’t. And I intend to change that in 2012. Continue Reading »

Besides “Nobody puts Baby in the corner,” the title of this post is my other favorite line from Dirty Dancing.

Lately, I’ve realized that I have made a couple mommy mistakes — mostly to the tune of pushing Maya when she isn’t ready to be pushed.

Allow me to explain … Continue Reading »

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