Little babies are really the most amazing creatures on this earth! They come from a place that we don't like to talk about and look a little like a creature from another world. But they grow and change and make you fall in love at first sight. They make you feel like even if you do nothing the rest of your life, you are amazing!
I just took my little bundle of joy for her 9 month (!) check up today. She has almost quadrupled her 5 pound birth weight and has grown almost a foot in 9 months. She laughs and cries, can feed herself, drinks from a straw, waves good bye, blows kisses, and gives zirburts. She can make music, give high fives, and tease you with a toy. She will drench you when she is doing the backstroke in the bathtub and hug you tight when you say good morning. She has deep blue eyes and one little tooth in which to eat her own feet. She is truly amazing.
And she just had my photo shy husband running for our camera... she stood up for the first time in her crib. Amazing!
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Vacation
Over the weekend I returned from a week at the beach with my family. The weather was amazing, the accommodations top notch, and the waves were a challenge. My sister-in-law had to change bathing suits and my sister nearly lost hers. And it was a one-piece! It was like a workout with the added benefit of a tan. It was very hard to pack up and board the plane for home...
The top 10 things about Myrtle Beach:
10. heated pools
9. water slides
8. cold beverages on a hot beach
7. the Piggly Wiggly
6. Wine Weezies
5. Crocodile Rocks
4. N. Ocean Blvd
3. Joe's Crab Shack
2. the beach (and the sunsets, cabanas, seafood, balconies, hot tubs...)
and the number one thing: waking up to the sound of the ocean every morning!
When do we go back?
The top 10 things about Myrtle Beach:
10. heated pools
9. water slides
8. cold beverages on a hot beach
7. the Piggly Wiggly
6. Wine Weezies
5. Crocodile Rocks
4. N. Ocean Blvd
3. Joe's Crab Shack
2. the beach (and the sunsets, cabanas, seafood, balconies, hot tubs...)
and the number one thing: waking up to the sound of the ocean every morning!
When do we go back?
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
To The Beach!
The best thing for EVERYONE'S self-esteem? Hit the beach! As you lay in the warm ocean breeze, soaking up UVA and UVB rays you can't help but people watch. All day long people pass by. Some are running, some walking, some waddling; literally.
You will probably never be the smallest girl on the beach, as long as they allow preteens to wear bikinis anyway. But you will NEVER be the largest girl either. It's really invigorating to see what strolls by. Oddly some people don't own mirrors and even more bizarre, manufactures insist on making two piece swimwear in sizes that are multiples of 12. Good news for the rest of us.
Just a week or so ago, I was in your shoes. Stressing about my white skin and mommy body. I had an anxiety attack in the dressing room of Macy's. I packed more cover ups in my suitcase than I did swim suits. (Some of which didn't even match!) But now? I can't wait to get to the beach. In fact, my husband is currently packing our beach bag as I write this.
So if you are feeling down and need a pick me up... just grab your towel, some sun screen, and, yes, your bathing suit and park your amazing body on the beach for the afternoon.
And even better news? The skinny girls are eating the same snacks as the rest of us: Chex Mix, chips, cheeseburgers, and beer. Hurray Beer!
You will probably never be the smallest girl on the beach, as long as they allow preteens to wear bikinis anyway. But you will NEVER be the largest girl either. It's really invigorating to see what strolls by. Oddly some people don't own mirrors and even more bizarre, manufactures insist on making two piece swimwear in sizes that are multiples of 12. Good news for the rest of us.
Just a week or so ago, I was in your shoes. Stressing about my white skin and mommy body. I had an anxiety attack in the dressing room of Macy's. I packed more cover ups in my suitcase than I did swim suits. (Some of which didn't even match!) But now? I can't wait to get to the beach. In fact, my husband is currently packing our beach bag as I write this.
So if you are feeling down and need a pick me up... just grab your towel, some sun screen, and, yes, your bathing suit and park your amazing body on the beach for the afternoon.
And even better news? The skinny girls are eating the same snacks as the rest of us: Chex Mix, chips, cheeseburgers, and beer. Hurray Beer!
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Bikini Days of Old
Hi Friends! I have been away for awhile preoccupied with the utter chaos that has enveloped my school. The last two weeks have been a horrifying nightmare, but I am getting ready to leave for a week's vacation at the beach. So I had to drag myself from my sorrows and get my act together. And you know what that means... Bathing Suit Shopping. YIKES!!!!
As all of you moms out there know, and tried to tell me, my old body is gone and what I have been left with is somewhat unrecognizable to me. Yes, carrying my bundle of joy did help me to purge all of my odd numbered clothing (bye, bye Juniors section...), forced me to donate all of my cute but uncomfortable shoes (no sense in having a swollen body and feet), and did make me stop the late night Bob's Diner fixes (oh, how I miss you fries with gravy).
Lately I have been able to get back into most of my clothes and belts (thanks boot camp!). But I didn't dare even try on my old two-piecers. I packed up my husband and daughter and went to Macy's in search of, say it with me, A TANKINI. Good lord, I have suddenly become my mother.
Well, let me remind all of you out there that design swim wear, jeans, undergarments, shirts, skirts, socks, and everything else that women buy, the mannequin is not life sized. It is not new mom sized. And it most certainly is not average American sized. The one and two pieced suits looked amazing on her and her alabaster skin. Not so much on my semi-tanned hide.
After about 10 changes I did settle on two suits: one tankini (why am I having so much trouble saying that word?) and one 2-piece with a matching cover up that will reveal my nicely curving upper rib cage (sort of). And to make myself feel better, I bought a cute dress and a few other necessities that do not show my midsection. We left the mall an hour or so later with my husband and child munching on Auntie Anne's pretzels and with my self esteem dragging pitifully behind us.
It was at that point that an unfortunate conclusion became painfully obvious to me: I am pretty sure that my bikini days are behind me. Next stop: the swim dress...
As all of you moms out there know, and tried to tell me, my old body is gone and what I have been left with is somewhat unrecognizable to me. Yes, carrying my bundle of joy did help me to purge all of my odd numbered clothing (bye, bye Juniors section...), forced me to donate all of my cute but uncomfortable shoes (no sense in having a swollen body and feet), and did make me stop the late night Bob's Diner fixes (oh, how I miss you fries with gravy).
Lately I have been able to get back into most of my clothes and belts (thanks boot camp!). But I didn't dare even try on my old two-piecers. I packed up my husband and daughter and went to Macy's in search of, say it with me, A TANKINI. Good lord, I have suddenly become my mother.
Well, let me remind all of you out there that design swim wear, jeans, undergarments, shirts, skirts, socks, and everything else that women buy, the mannequin is not life sized. It is not new mom sized. And it most certainly is not average American sized. The one and two pieced suits looked amazing on her and her alabaster skin. Not so much on my semi-tanned hide.
After about 10 changes I did settle on two suits: one tankini (why am I having so much trouble saying that word?) and one 2-piece with a matching cover up that will reveal my nicely curving upper rib cage (sort of). And to make myself feel better, I bought a cute dress and a few other necessities that do not show my midsection. We left the mall an hour or so later with my husband and child munching on Auntie Anne's pretzels and with my self esteem dragging pitifully behind us.
It was at that point that an unfortunate conclusion became painfully obvious to me: I am pretty sure that my bikini days are behind me. Next stop: the swim dress...
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