While out on a shopping adventure with my mother the other day, she was very quiet in the front seat. When we got out of the car and I was loading Rhea into the stroller, coffee in hand, my mother asked me point blank "What is up with you and all the yuppie moms with their coffee and strollers?" Appalled at being called a yuppie, I began to defend myself when I looked around the parking lot and there we all were. Yuppie moms, at Target (which has a Starbucks in it by the way) with our coffees, pushing our babies. I really didn't have an answer for her. But I enjoyed every sip of that coffee while I browsed around Target.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
I don't care, I'll go bare, Bye Bye Long Johns...Does anyone else remember that camp song? The rest of the song goes: They were very close to me, Tickle me -Hee Hee Hee Bye Bye Long Johns. I have been singing that song the past few days because I have said good bye indefinitely to my Great Granny Panties. How I hated purchasing them and having to wear them. But oh how I grew to love the comfort of them, the softness, the way they didn't ride up and covered my ass. But now that the baby is here, I have been looking at them differently. There is no way my ass is or was that big (or was it?) So I have decided to pack them away with all my other maternity clothes. Who knows, one day we may meet again. Until that day, I will just say Bye Bye.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
The Wnukowski family have very large noses. It is part of who they are. The noses get stuffed up, get in the way of kisses, they can hardly smell anything. And apparently that huge nose can feed a baby. Pictured below is Justin going hands free to feed Rhea and still play his iPad. If she is happy then I am happy!!!
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
We purchased a media tower to house all our DVD players, cable box, Apple TV and so on. This was back in August. Justin was supposed to configure all the wires and set this all up before the baby arrived but this never happened. When we were shopping for this piece in August I stated to Justin that the shelves were not deep enough for all the boxes we had. He used his arm as a measuring tape and assured me everything would fit perfectly. Fast forward to January and he finally set everything up. Notice how something sticks way out. I told you so.
Monday, January 2, 2012
My only true resolution this year is to just stop stressing and enjoy the baby. The last 7 weeks of 2011 have been some of the most stressful times of my life. Having a baby changes everything and anything you could have ever done to prepare for this moment is basically null and void. It is scary as hell when they release you from the hospital and you are now in charge of that little life. Looking back over the last 7 weeks, I should have stressed less and just went with my own instincts. And I vow to do that this year. I think parenthood is basically keeping your child safe, fed, warm, healthy, and you make the rest up as you go. People mean well when they offer their two cents but I am tuning them out in 2012. I have chosen to breastfeed my baby, but I also give her formula. And I realize this is OK. In 2012 I am doing what is best for me and Rhea. And breast milk and formula are what is best for us. All you lactation crazies can keep you opinion to yourself. (Like the lactation consultant who advised me today that I check out a low milk supply website for support since I was offering formula with my breast milk) Thanks but no thanks. These moments go by so fast, I don't want to look back at the end of 2012 and think "I should have enjoyed her more". 2012 is the year of Rhea and I plan to savor every moment. And maybe loose the baby weight too.