Monday, April 28, 2008

Attention new moms!

There is this little burger joint in the heart of our town's downtown area that is a popular hang-out with the bike-riding kid crowd. I was there on Saturday with my eight year old, her friend, and my twelve year old niece. Being girls, we were all laughing and having a great time over our cheese fries. There were tables full of kids that are allowed to ride their bikes to the main strip in town, indulging on chocolate malts and kid banter. Sitting behind my girls was this couple with a new baby. New Mom was standing, bouncing baby, shushing baby, and trying to get baby to sleep. All the while, she is shooting me (the only other mom in the place) these dirty looks like, "Can't you quiet your children? I'm trying to get my baby to sleep!" And of course I'm shooting her looks back like, "Uh honey, if you want your baby to sleep, take baby home!"

So, a call out to all new moms.... I don't care that you come waltzing into our burger joint with your stroller, babysling, breastfeeding cover-up and diaper bag stuffed with a month's worth of supplies! This is a hang-out for our children. That sweet little baby of yours is going to eventually grow up to be a noisy kid that is going to laugh and talk loudly. They will likely wake up a sleeping baby or two in their lifetime. You have GET OVER IT! And if you want your baby to sleep, go home, lay in your bed and put the baby to the breast and fall asleep yourself. At least, that is what always worked for me! Oh, and one more thing, you don't need a diaper bag stuffed to the gills. Really, you don't. All that diaper bag does is hurt your shoulder and scream NEW MOM HERE!

Monday, April 14, 2008

I'm only going to say this once!

Kendall is stupid for telling Zach she slept with Aidan. Greenlee is just a dumbass all together (and by the way, the "old" Greenlee should have stayed gone). Adrianna is a bitch and needs to f* off. Rex and Gigi will end up together, happily ever after. And Cole? He's twice as big as nasty old Todd, why doesn't he just take him?

Us moms do watch soap operas, don't let anyone tell you different. The reason why they don't tell you is that they don't want you to think that we sit on the couch eating bon-bons while we do it. We use our DVRs wisely... we multi-task. Especially us moms that work from home. It's amazing how much work you can get done on the computer while sitting on the couch, watching soaps and eating bon-bons!

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Quick update!

Some of my readers have asked about Tricia - the woman waiting for a double lung transplant. She received her new lungs overnight! Please continue to pray for Tricia, her husband Nate, and their baby girl who was born 15+ weeks early because of her mom's CF. You can read all about this wonderful little family on Nate's blog: Confessions of a CF Husband

Also, please keep the family of the donor in your prayers. Their loss means life for others. The decision they made was hard, but means so much. God give them the strength to grieve, and know the gift they have given others. If you haven't signed up to be an organ donor yet, please do so. You can visit your Secretary of State's website and sign up there. Also please let your family know your intentions.

It's that time of the year!

I had plenty of time to shower this morning, and shave every area that was in need (you have to realize that being Italian, the shaving process can take anywhere from a 5 minute touch up, to an entire 15 minutes of fine grooming). I slipped on clean cotton underwear, great jeans and a top, and I was off! A touch of lip gloss, and I was READY!

It's the annual gynecological appointment!! WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Over the past 15 years, I've had my fair share of time in the stirrups. From pre-cancerous cells on my ever-lovin' cervix that needed to be removed, the bi-monthly paps that followed for a year, to the oh-so-wonderful infertility treatments, I think everyone in the state of Illinois and then some, has seen my crotch. I used to not worry about the grooming part, but then I thought, "Geez, my doctor sees hundreds of these things every day, why not make it look pretty?"

Oh, I'm not a Brazillian type of gal, but when you're a hairy Italian, you need to keep things in check. And besides, pool season is coming. So, I try to keep groomed, even in the winter and non-swimsuit seasons.

But the funniest thing happened BEFORE I got up into the stirrup room. I am sitting in the waiting room, which is filled with enormously pregnant women. There is a woman sitting across from me, with her 3 year old son. The kid had little cars and was making zoom-zoom noises, but high-pitched. Like glass-shattering squeals. You could tell that at nine months pregnant, that mom was getting a little irritated. Then I hear the about-to-burst woman next to me say, "I just can't wait! Imagine our little man playing like that one day!" to her husband as she rubs her belly. Oh brother! Is she in for a culture shock! Wait until Junior runs his metal cars across her dining room table, leaving gouges behind!

Well, this year is behind me. I'm sure next year there will be another little diddy I can post about. After all, there is something rather amusing about seeing enormously pregnant women while you are wearing a pair of slimming jeans with heels!