Saturday, August 21, 2010

temple day

So i got back to the good ol' provo temple today for the first time since lorelai was born. Did initiatories since i went by myself- chris was kind enough to babysit for the hour and a half. Felt so so good. So good.

Brought a bunch of research to walmart and saved myself some serious Mo-NAY by having them price match... as if walmart isnt cheap enough already. 2 weeks worth of breakfasts, lunches, and dinners (plus cookies and junk) for 89 buckaroos. I might also add that 50% of our cart was fresh produce- we are turning over a new, healthier leaf.


Wednesday, August 18, 2010

WARNING: i am really tired and cant guarantee this makes sense

Motherhood: A hood of mother. A never ending, constantly changing, exhausting, exhilarating experience.

Lorelai woke up every hour and a half last night. No explanation. Eating fine, no temperature... not sick. I guess she just likes me? My guess is teething... chris got teeth this early. She drools and chews on her hand constantly lately. OR.... she just likes me.

Sometimes there is no explanation. OR you find an explanation just to find out 2 days later it was the wrong explanation. Oh by the way Lorelai is not allergic to peanuts.

Tired? Ha. HaHAAAAA HAAAAA! thats funny.

My favorite part of the day is picking lorelai up in the morning. She giggles and wiggles and is bursting with excitement to see me.

worth it? yes friend. on every level. worth throwing up when i was pregnant and swelling up to 3 times my normal size during delivery. worth all 26 hours of labor. worth not sleeping and realizing at the end of the day that i never brushed my teeth or showered. worth peeing myself for a month after her birth. (yikes that was graphic)... YES worth it. Because right now she is laying in my lap eating and stroking my ribs. I am so lucky that i get to breastfeed. It is the most natural beautiful thing ever and i will miss it when i start to wean her in 6 short months. I will also miss the 500 calories a day it burns. Bye bye ice cream binges.

My baby doesnt cuddle very often. She likes her space, her own room, her own bed. She likes to face out and see everything. When i was pregnant i asked that my daughters be independant, strong willed, unafraid to say no. I certainly got what i wished for. She loves to protest.

Either I suck as a mom or there are some pretty ridiculous "rules" out there. I break them daily. And the worst part? I smile as i do it. knowing that someone out there would tell me i shouldnt or couldnt makes me snicker to myself. I can and will. And lorelai loves every minute of it. Dont worry... i am not talking about not using a car seat or something. Just singing lady gaga to her and helping her shake her booty. letting her stay in the bath with me even though i am risking her peeing or pooping everywhere just to let her play for an extra 10 minutes. Taking her to lagoon and the zoo and hiking and wherever else chris and i decide to go... regardless of her age. Letting people hold her without making them hand sanitize. Painting her toenails to match mine. Letting her taste my pineapple/lemon/popsicle. She is sturdy, she can handle it.

There are only about 5 real rules:
*dont let them die
*feed them
*let them sleep
*change their diaper
*bathe them

There are like 7,242,031,710,354 ways to do all of that and none of them are perfect... there are arguements for all sides. Forever and ever again I vow to only give advice when asked and still phrase it this way "well this is what i did." because what i did may not work for your kid. I like that that phrase rhymes. I should somehow try to make money off of that.

I hate money. Rephrase: I hate how spending it makes me feel guilty. BUT i love how saving it gave me the opportunity to be a stay at home mom. So I guess that breaks even. Thanks mom and dad. Without tuition money we would STRUGGLE hardcore.

Chris and I were talking about the trips we have taken since marriage. Australia, England, France, Germany... THANKS MOM AND DAD. PS We talked about cronulla and how that is both of our happy places. I could never live there because I wouldnt want to ruin it. In my head that is what heaven is like.

Just got back from putting lolli bear to beddy byes. I love how becoming a mom makes you sounds like a doofus. One of my favorite perks. She held on to my shirt and snuggled into me as I sang and rocked her in the rocking chair until she got drowsy. Then I put her in her crib and she stared at the monkey on her bumper until she fell asleep. I love that little ball of fat more than life. I love every sound she makes and how she scrunches her nose when she smiles big. I love how her eyes get sleepy and she can hardly hold up her head but she would rather play with daddy than go to sleep. I love her webbed toes and her crazy hemangioma that everyone freaks out about when they see it. I love that she is a part of me and that she is mine forever and ever. I LOVE BEING A MOM. even on the rough days.

Some stuff i like...

"I believe that motherhood enhances a woman’s relationship with her Father in Heaven, and thus with her fellow beings. In no other pursuit have I felt the Lord so anxious to bless me with wisdom, energy, and creativity. The fact is that my children are also his, and he loves them and wants to bless them, and often does so through me. The most direct and clearest answers to my prayers have been when I needed help as a mother."

Mr. T on motherhood

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

brits vs americans

So i am asking Chris what he wants for dinners next week and we are trying to spice things up with new recipes. We are trying to eat more fruits and veg since we are both lacking iron. Anyway I asked Chris how he would feel about me making eggplant parmigiana and he gets all confused and we have to google what an eggplant is. He tells me it looks like an aubergine. "A WHAT?" so then we google aubergine just to find out its an eggplant. OH my. Then he says he thinks that dinner sounds weird since an eggplant is not a good substitute for chicken, its more like a courgette. "A WHAT?" Let me translate... its the word Chris uses for zucchini. Sometimes we seriously speak a different language.

PS you know that smell at the body shop called satsuma... yeah its not just a scent... its a fruit that Chris has actually consumed. He says it looks like a clementine. Which, by the way, he pronounces clem-en-teen. So i ask him how he pronounces the holiday on feb 14th.... catching my drift he says "val-en-teens day". ohhhhhhh love that man.