Posts Tagged 'family'

moving day

dear world,

we moved on monday. seriously. we put all of our stuff in boxes and paid people to pick them up, put them on a truck and unload them into a new home. (this is the first time we’ve used a moving company and it is possibly the best money i’ve ever spent.)

and now, we come home to our new home everyday. it’s kind of weird.

the kids have been amazing. V and N both love their new rooms and the house was built in 1941 so it makes a circle downstairs. they can run and run around and around. i have found and unpacked most of the necessities for daily living, but the biggest challenge is that the kitchen is about 1/3 the size of our old kitchen.

if we didn’t cook, it wouldn’t matter. but we do. we have two contractors scheduled to give us estimates on building new cabinetry to store all of our necessary stuff. like the mixer. like the stock pot. like the 6 boxes just hanging out waiting for a place to live that isn’t the basement.

it’s actually pretty lovely to be in this new home. i’m super pleased. i also really hope we don’t have to move again for 20 years.

falling into our forever house,



saturday morning at the zoo

dear world,

an old friend came to town this weekend with his 2 year old daughter whom we have never met. what better place to let the kids get to know each other than the zoo?

we got there a little after they opened and his daughter, also a V, very specifically wanted to see the elephants and rhinos. then the tigers and lions. then my girls pretty much directed traffic.

komodo dragon, columbus zoo

however, right around elephants N decided that the stroller was for the birds and she wanted to walk with the big kids. needless to say, this slowed our progress somewhat. we could have hit way more areas today, but the kids had a great time wandering about at their own pace. the problem was when it was time to go. no one wanted to walk then. 3 parents carrying 1 child each all the way from australia to the exit gate.

at least we got to see the komodo dragon. dragons were also apparently on the second V’s list and fortunately, the komodo dragon woke up just as we walked past its area. it’s giant tongue flickered and it walked back and forth across it’s floor, all the while ogling our lovely ladies.

here’s looking at you, kid.

V is 5

dear world,

V is 5. starting this past monday, we did a little birthday surprise for her everyday after school leading up to the big day on friday. nothing big, but a little something to make the week special. monday, i got her a little potted hibiscus, tuesday she got to eat wendy’s for dinner, wednesday i used duct tape to cover a gatorade bottle and make it into a watering can for her flowers, thursday we went and bought summer sandals and friday we did a pre-school something special.

we registered V for kindergarten. and she was articulate and social and smart and sweet. exactly the little girl i imagine her to be when i’m not around. she showed off the best version of her lovely 5 year old self. she felt so proud to be starting kindergarten in the fall. and i am proud of her.

saturday we held a birthday party at the playground and about 15 friends came and celebrated with her. they mostly banged around on the play equipement and then it was time for cake. mind you, we held the party at 10am so cake at 11am may be a little out of the ordinary, but here we are. we gathered up the kids, sat them around the picnic table and that’s when i realized i forgot the birthday candle.

V was such a good sport. we all sang happy birthday and she literally blew out a pretend candle. they had cake and off they went. at least i only forgot the candle and not the actual cake or something obvious.

loving my little (big) girl,


happy birthday mom!

dear world,

today is my birthday. we went out for a lovely brunch, made the obligatory trip to target for diapers, wipes, etc., and then i went out for a massage this afternoon. not too shabby. all day, V kept wishing me happy birthday and then helpfully reminding me that her birthday is next. it was kind of sweet the first 30 times. after that, it got a little old.

my best moment today, though, happened right after dinner. yesterday, V and her friend helped me bake cupcakes and today, we made frosting and i put the icing on the cupcakes and V put on the sprinkles. then, we just as we finished eating, M brought in our cupcakes. he lit the (single) candle and he and V sang happy birthday to me. the candle mesmerized N. M sang with gusto and V belted it out with the biggest smile on her face, looking at me the whole time.

feeling loved,


why is parenting so surprising?

dear world,

i read two different posts today about parenting. one written by a mother surprised at her pre-parent and post-parent behaviors and the other by a father of 3 boys under the age of 5 reminiscent of the momastery article that stood out to me last year.

these three articles all admit that parenting is hard and that it’s ok to be frustrated by it sometimes. in the article about behaviors, she writes that she never thought she would be the mother with one screaming kid under each arm heading out of the store. i’ve been there. why on earth do we think that our children will behave flawlessly at all times? as adults, we certainly do not behave flawlessly.

the father writes

You are not a terrible parent if you can’t figure out a way for your children to eat as healthy as your friend’s children do. She’s obviously using a bizarre and probably illegal form of hypnotism.

You are not a terrible parent if you yell at your kids sometimes. You have little dictators living in your house. If someone else talked to you like that, they’d be put in prison.

You are not a terrible parent if you can’t figure out how to calmly give them appropriate consequences in real time for every single act of terrorism that they so creatively devise.

You are not a terrible parent if you’d rather be at work.

You are not a terrible parent if you just can’t wait for them to go to bed.

You are not a terrible parent if the sound of their voices sometimes makes you want to drink and never stop.

You’re not a terrible parent.

i remember when i went back from maternity leave after N was born and another mother asked me if i was looking forward to some quiet time. i have to say i honestly was. i dreamed that i would write while i was on leave and i barely took a shower. i never thought my back seat would be filled with random goldfish and sippy cups from who knows when. in fact, right now, my car is still full of all the stuff we took on our trip to PA. last saturday. toys, snacks, the magnadoodle- it’s all still there just waiting for me.

as i mentioned earlier this week, my big kid has forgotten how to listen. my baby hit the terrible twos about  a month ago and hasn’t looked back and she’s only 20 months. but, i do my best. M does his best. and in the end, i think our lovely ladies will turn out just fine.

still trying to do my best (even when i just want them to go to sleep already),


crushed by the flu

dear world,

while i’ve dealt with a chronic illness for several years, aside from that i rarely get sick. maybe once a year, i’ll catch a cold or get a fever, but overall i’m ok. when i do catch something though, it’s like being crushed by a hammer of sickness.

i woke up around midnight last night and thought, my tummy hurts. i’ll just go back to sleep. but that didn’t happen. i got crushed by the hammer of the 24 hour flu. ugh.

i couldn’t even pretend like i was going to be able to get the girls up for school. it was horrible. MHM picked up the pieces, got them up, dressed, fed and off to school all while i slept fitfully. it’s times like these that i wonder what i would do if i didn’t have a partner who lived with me. how on earth would i have started the day? who could i have called. my mother is travelling and it has to be a pretty close neighbor to ask a favor like that. as terrible as i felt, at least i didn’t have that worry on top of everything else.

and then by 11am, i was ok. not great, but manageable. now, however, at the end of the day, i am wiped out. as soon as both of them are asleep i’m going to straight to bed.

stupid flu,


saturday night

dear world,

we had 5 showings on the house today. i’m still feeling hopeful. but rather than having a fabulous saturday night to celebrate, we were so glad to get home from my mother’s house that we didn’t even make it to the grocery store.

dinner: hot dogs, roasted potatoes and broccoli

evening activities: bath for the girls, MHM swept the floor. i steam mopped.

it’s just another sexy saturday night,