baby prison

the onceler is getting out of bed. i know, i know. we are pretty late on the whole big girl bed thing. but she slept so fabulously in a crib and hadn’t tried climbing out in quite awhile so we didn’t see the harm. also, this is what happens when she gets on a big bed.

yes, that is me taking the picture. yes, i know i am a terrible mother.  it’s also a water bed- gasp!

however, the new occupant will be needing a crib soon and a bunk bed is en route, so it’s toddler bed time. we have to go up to her room maybe 3 or 4 times to tell her to get back in to bed. i honestly can’t complain, as some of my mom friends have had it [and are currently having it] way worse. and it’s quite hilarious to see her reaction when she knows she’s been ‘caught.’ today she hopped off her rocking chair and scampered over to the bed.  only to realize she still had one fish two fish red fish blue fish in her hand.  so she tip toed back, put the book on the shelf and then army crawled back to bed. as if i somehow wouldn’t see if she could just be stealthy enough.

how do/ did you keep your kiddo in bed once they escaped baby prison (a.k.a. the crib)?

summertime and the living’s easy

summer, you have slipped by too fast.  but it’s been a good ride.  lots of good beach days and berry picking.  and the babe’s arrival and all- well that was pretty spectacular.

can you spot her face tucked away?

i don’t know if it was cutting out refined sugar, or if it was a particularly good crop year- but summer fruits have not tasted this delicious since i was a kid. i got a raw food desserts book at the library today to savor the end of their season.

how are you enjoying the last weeks of the summer?

i knew science was good for something.

hold the f$%#ing phone-

i came across some incredibly important information today while researching articles for my other blog.  the full details won’t be up there until tomorrow, but i didn’t think it fair to keep it from you guys.

chocolate is not only awesome for pregnancy, now it is “healthy” too.  it prevents preeclampsia.  and this is not a twisted story where some scientists feed rats a component of chocolate and then cnn gets ahold of the info and sensationalizes it.  audrey saftlas actually compared women who ate chocolate candy, cake, ice cream and cookies to those who didn’t.  women who ate anywhere from 1-3 servings/ week to more than 10 servings a day were less likely to develop preeclampsia than women who ate no chocolate at all.

kinda makes you want to get knocked up again huh?  of course you can only get pre-e if you are pregnant, but that is beside the point my friends.

[a picture of someone pipetting must be shown with all mentions of science in the media regardless of content.  thems the rules.]

“weekend”

just realized i haven’t left the house since friday morning.  i remember vaguely this term “weekend” meaning a vacation sort of thing.  maybe i ought to get that double stroller after all.

sigh.  being adorable is exhausting.

sweet ride

we put as much thought into getting a stroller as we do into buying a car.  hey, our babies deserve a sweet ride too.

in berkeley, i was quite partial to my maclaren quest sport.  mostly because it fit between the cramped racks of my favorite store, jeremy’s.

 

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but also because it was easy enough to lift through the doorway of the donut shop across the street from jeremy’s.  i miss you old fashioned chocolate.

i suppose i’d be in the market for a double now.  moms of 2s [or more] tell me about your double stroller.  moms of 1 plug your awesome single.

eleventy billion

oy.  i’m pretty sure i have mastitis then.  trying to nurse a ton but still feel terrible.  the littles have offered no sympathy.  i think i have wiped poopy butts eleventy billion times today.

what do you do for yourself if you’re not feeling well?

my breast needs your expertise [haha- but really.]

ok, i should probably know what to do about this by now.  but i’m gonna blame milk production shunting all the energy away from brain cells [much like i blamed my uterus for stealing all my brain’s oxygen during pregnancy…].

my left breast feels achy, hot and hard on the top.  let down really hurts.  i tried nursing the babe in the football hold- it takes the hardness out but it still feels hot and achy.  to top it off, now my whole body feels achy.  and who put my forehead in a vice?

what should i do?  the babe doesn’t nurse a ton at night, so i feel like it might get worse.

terrible twos

beware.  this is not an undeserved moniker.

singing

sorry all.  i’ve been away for work.

tonight on the way home from the ferry the babe was a bit unhappy.  we asked the onceler if she thought she needed a song.  so she started singing here comes the sun- in that off key on tune way toddlers do- and held her hand.  and the babe stopped.  did i say already having two girls is the best?

want to share how ridiculously cute your kiddo[s] can be?  tell me a story 🙂

this ain’t charlotte’s web.

i have been enjoying parenting illustrated with crappy pictures, thanks to the lovely michele. in fact i have been laughing [hard] at the near misfortune in this post all week.

until today.  ry was about to give the babe her bath tonight and saw this on the bath cushion:

now, i really like spiders.  they get rid of bugs.  and save wilbur from the slaughterhouse with their catchy web slogans.  but this was not cool.  i don’t want charlotte and her hairy fangs in the bathtub with my 8 week old.

animal encounter stories with your kiddos?  disclaimer: if it is a story where you got out of the car to take a photo of your kids with a bear or a moose on the side of the road when suddenly they made a move like a wild animal! you will have no empathy from me.