Wednesday, December 26, 2007

I'm Back

Well, I really didn't go anywhere in real life. Just a break from fake internet life. I see some of you missed me. I've had lots of hits on this website but not one of you left me a comment!! Now how am I supposed to know you care if you don't leave a comment?

So, here are a few updates:

1. My sister had her beautiful daughter, Emily Cecelia on December 10th. She is a tiny little peanut and I can't wait to get my hands on her. Unfortuantly, it will be a few more weeks. Boo hoo.



2. Lane FINALLY got a tooth. Only people with kids will understand the importance of this.




3. Christmas was the way it should be: lots of gifts, junk food, and laying around.








4. I am no longer the mother of a baby. I have a little boy and there isn't a cuter or smarter one on the planet. I caught him playing with a car and he knew what to do with it. You know I didn't show him. Pure genius. He can also say cat.

5. I'm pooped from planning and celebrating Christmas and I still have hubby's birthday in a couple of days and Lane's in a couple of weeks.

6. In the past 2 weeks I have spent 6 hours at the DMV. No one should ever have to say that.

Please don't be disappointed in me for this boring post. I promise to write about exciting things soon.

Friday, November 16, 2007

Crash Course

So far this week I have learned:

1. LT does know the meaning of no and uses it on me often. See the following example.

Me: LT, we don't tear books. We look at them.

LT: NO, NO, NO, NO!

Then eats the page he just tore out of the book.

2. Although I pride myself on making some pretty cute bibs, my child refuses to wear one.

3. Tarps are better than rugs during feeding time.

4. A four cup coffee pot is too small.

5. Throwing a pillow at LT will not make him sleep longer. He gets up at 8am. Period.

6. Standing up in the bathtub is the cool thing to do to a 10 month old.

7. As much as I would like to be a bookworm, I do not have the time to read a book and probably won't until Lane goes to college. I should stick to reading the comics in the bathroom.

8. Despite being only 30" tall, LT will find a way to reach things on the top shelf.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

In the Name of the Father, the Son and My Sister is Nuts

I have to share something hilarious. My sister is 8 months pregnant. That's not the funny part. So, guess what she's craving? Communion. Yes, the Eucharist. She's nuts. Funny part is I'm sure she can't even remember the last time she went to church. I heard that a pregnant woman craves what her body really needs. Like if you want bananas you must need potassium. Does this mean she needs saving? I doubt it.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

The Book

I'm about 50 pages deep into The Winter of Our Discontent. It's pretty good but a little slow to start. I really like this passage:

I sleep much less in time than Mary does. She says she needs a great deal of sleep and I agree that I need less but I am far from believing that. There is only so much energy stored in a body, augmented, of course, by foods. One can use it up quickly, the way some children gobble candy, or unwrap it slowly. There's always a little girl who saves part of her candy and so has it when the gobblers have long since finished. I think my Mary will live much longer than I. She will have saved some of her life for later. Come to think of it, most women live longer than men.

I think I like this passage so much because it reminds me of Ryan and I. He fights sleep and I welcome it. We have actually argued about the amount of sleep we get. He thinks 8-9 hours of sleep is much too much. I think 4 hours is not enough. I'll have to read this to him. I think it supports my argument. Hope you all are reading along. If not, I'll try to sum up the good parts here for you. So, stay tuned.

Monday, November 05, 2007

Spooky


Does anyone else see a ghost in this picture? I took this on Halloween and to me it looks like Lane is looking right at a ghost. My sister says it's a cat hair. What does she know? I took about 5 pictures back to back and this is the only one that has it. It's really creeping me out. He looks a little creeped out too. He also looks damn cute in his Halloween shirt and socks.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Thanks Sue

Thank you, thank you, thank you, Sue!! I've told you all before about my friend Sue, owner of Giant Dwarf Design. She's the tall, thin, beautiful, talented friend of mine. I'm sure you have one of these friends too. You want to hate her because she's got it going on but you can't because she's also the greatest friend. Well, as if running her own business and sewing her bunny tail off isn't enough, she took time to make me a banner and avatar for my new Etsy shop. Check it out and see her handy work. Buy a bib while you're there.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

I know you know how to read

It's been raining for 3 days here. Something about the rain makes me want to soak in the tub and read a book. Well, almost everything makes me want to soak in the tub. I really could live in the bathroom. I'm catching up on all the soaking I missed in the last few years. See, my last apartment was a teeny tiny thing in Manhattan with a bathtub of 3' x 4'. Not great, especially when you're enormously pregnant. My place before that in North Carolina had an unusually shallow tub. So now that I have a big deep one I'm finally getting some quality bath time. Since I've already read the back of the shampoo bottle 16 times, I figured I could use a good book. My loving husband picked out this one for me:


The Winter of Our Discontent by John Steinbeck

I'm not sure what he's trying to say. Anyone want to read it with me. Come on, we can start our own book club. We don't need Oprah. You can get a copy anywhere. You really need to do this as this blog could use some intelligent content. And I'll let you pick the next one. Ok, going to take a bath now. I need a head start. I'm a slow reader.


This and That

Not too much going on right now. I've been working on some things to sell on Etsy so keep your eyes peeled and your wallets open.

A couple of updates:

1. I still don't have my living room the way I want it but it is getting better. I do have a new problem concerning furniture though. The building I live in is remodeling the lobby and they are replacing the chairs. I really, really want to buy these. They are great. I'm pretty sure they were purchased when the building was built in 1964. They have maple wood bases and lime green pleather seats and backs. But where in the hell am I going to put them?

2. The poop explosion post jinxed me. I wrote it too early. He pooped 3 more times that day. It's like he was in on it and trying to test my will too. I won though. I still refuse to use disposables. As a matter of fact, I just ordered 12 more. You can get them at Cotton Babies is you are interested in getting your own. I highly recommend it.

3. Lane can now stand and that's all he wants to do all day. Yesterday I walked into the bedroom to find him sleeping standing up in his crib. He's nuts. We are still waiting for those teeth.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Poor Thing


This kid has no toys.

Redemption

I have redeemed myself. Look at what a good mommy I am.



I made all this food for my dear little one. Fresh, organic veggies, made with love. What a lucky boy. Top that Martha!!

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

I've been tested

For those who don't know, I've been cloth diapering little Lane for a couple of months now. Not the old school diapers with pins and such but cool new ones that look like real diapers. See...





I have been a real advocate for these diapers. They will save you money and save our landfills. I felt guilty every time I threw out a disposable. You know those things take like a thousand years or something to break down. And they stink. And they're ugly. So, I've been pretty gung ho about cloth diapering. Well, my will was tested today. Lane had a blow out. There was poop everywhere. I was up to my elbows in poop. Oh, how I wanted to just chuck the whole diaper in the trash. Why, oh why must I have a conscious?

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Hey Kate, Where Can I Score?

I've been watching John and Kate plus 8. Have you ever seen this show? It's about a couple who used some kind of fertility crap and had twins. That wasn't enough so they did it again and low and behold they had sextuplets. 8 frigging kids. Hooray for them. No way I could do it. Anyway, Kate makes me feel like such a failure. On top of caring for 8 little ones, she scrubs her kitchen floor, on her hands and knees, 3 TIMES A DAY!! I can't even do this once a week. And forget about hands and knees. And I only have one little one. And he's a good one. I need whatever it is this lady is on. So, I woke up yesterday determined to at least get the dust/cat hair balls that my poor little one crawls around on up today. I was on a mission. I'm proud to say, even though it took me the ENTIRE day, mission accomplished. I'm sure it won't get done again for another couple of weeks. For now I'm enjoying sock free life with no crap stuck to my feet. Aah, simple pleasures.

P.S. Please don't get your panties in a bunch over the fertility treatment comment. I am not against it. Go for it if you need it.

Monday, October 08, 2007

No, the bangs in my profile pic are not the result of the big bang incident. Those are good bangs from a couple of years ago. I told you you wouldn't see the current ones. They are getting better but I'm still in hiding.

Saturday, October 06, 2007

The Big Bang Incident

I must take a moment to thank my great friend Sue at Giant Dwarf Design. I have been looking at turning my love of sewing into a business adventure and she was gracious enough to let me sell some bibs I whipped up out of her space at the incredible Crafty Bastards craft festival in DC last weekend. I couldn't believe how successful it was. I would have been happy to sell one or two, get some feedback, and go from there. I sold almost all of them and I can't even begin to tell you how much Sue sold. She is amazing. Now I get to go shopping with my profits. I couldn't be a happier camper.

I have known Sue since we were only 3 years old. We grew up across the street from each other way down in the dirty south. We were more like sisters than friends. We have gone our separate ways in recent years but when we do get together, we don't miss a beat. It's like we saw each other the day before. She grew from my book smart, braid wearing best friend to a super talented and creative woman. I am amazed by the work she does and want to copy her every move. Which leads us to the big bang incident of Wednesday night. She came to town for the festival looking incredibly cute with her new bangs. This is sort of a joke for us. Since the 6th grade we have gone back and forth on the bang wearing subject. I convinced her to cut them with me and she never really forgave me for it. Although we looked super cute, in 6th grade bangs really make you look more like a 3rd grader. Not what you want. But at 30, anything to make you look younger and cuter is worth a try. Well, Sue, you got me back. After seeing her cuteness last weekend I decided to give bangs another chance. One problem. I'm way to cheap to go to a salon and have a professional earn her money. I went at it on my own. I cut them way too short and I now look like I should be on the short bus. Great. And don't think for a second anyone will see a picture of this. Not happening. I've gone into hiding for the next two weeks. Good thing I have a terrible cold right now. It's the perfect excuse for not leaving the house.

Friday, October 05, 2007

I Would Like to Thank..........

And the worst mommy of the year award goes to................me!!!! That's right. I'm the worst. What, do you ask, entitles me to such a glorious award? Today's incident made me win by a landslide. Don't ask me how but baby boy found some cat poop today. Observant mother that I am, I caught him with it before it hit his mouth or else we would have been in real trouble. Not so bad you might say. That's not the end of it. I rushed him into the bathroom, propped him on the counter and held his hand under the faucet. He began to scream and wiggle at which point I more forcefully held the poop filled hand under the water. Then he did the silent scream. If you have kids you know the one I'm talking about. The one all parents dread. The scream that is so intense no sound comes out. Only then did I realize the hot water was turned all the way up and I was burning him. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??????? I couldn't feel any worse. Thankfully, the hot water heater in this building sucks and he wasn't seriously hurt. The redness went away in a couple of minutes and so did the tears. The worst part is that I was getting mad at him for not sitting still while I de-pooped him. I'm sure I'll live with this one for a long time.


Off topic, I read a bulletin board for moms with babies the same age as mine (9 months) and one mom was very upset (upset enough for her to contact execs at Noggin) about what she perceives is subliminal messages in Jack's Big Music Show. She thinks the handle of a drawer in the background looks like a lit cigarette. Check it out and tell me what you think.

http://www.noggin.com/games/jacks/clubhouse/

Let the game start and you can see it off to the left side. If she can make a drawer handle into a cigarette I believe she's smoking something a little stronger. I'm sure I ruffled her feathers by commenting that the flute looks like a bong. Who am I to say though. According to her we will have her to thank when we see changes in the show next season. I would like to thank her now for adding to the paranoia that leads to censorship overload. Thanks a million!!

Friday, September 14, 2007

if you don't use it, well....you don't really lose it

I have this damn blog thing. Why not use it?

I have been standing in the middle of my living room for 3 months. Yes, you heard me. 3 months. I have 2 problems. First, I cannot refuse someones old furniture. I'm the person people give their "unwanted but too good to throw away crap" to. Then I can't get rid of it because I feel like I'm throwing away a gift. Anyway, I'm stuck with it. Second, I move. A lot. So I haul this shit all over the country with me and try to fit it into the place we happen to be living in at the time. So, here I am. 3 months after moving and I'm still standing here trying to make it fit.

You should see me. It's the same routine every morning. I pour a big cup of coffee, put Lane on the floor with some toys and just stand here. I guess I think if I stand here long enough this crap will turn into the furniture from the pages of an anthropologie catalog. Hasn't happened yet. I think tomorrow's the big day. I'll keep you posted.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Reality

So I know I didn't want this to turn into a mommy blog but let's get real now. I am a mommy and any of you who are mommies know that it takes over your life and there is nothing else to do or write about but being a mommy. Since I have no one to talk to all day except a 9 month old; whose only responses are gaga, lala, mama, dada, baba; all my meaningless ramblings will be presented here. After all, how much "yeah, you made a poopy!!" can one take? I am not complaining. I'll be cliche' and say it. There is nothing else I'd rather be doing than raising my baby.

I feel that so much has changed since I started this blog that I need to reintroduce myself. Hello. My name is Robin and I am a stay at home mom. Yes, this is my new title. And I have learned to wear it as a badge. It was certainly scary at first. I guess I was so afraid to lose my identity that I couldn't admit it in the beginning. I would say, "I'm in retail but I'm taking a break right now to stay at home with my baby". I always felt like I needed to defend my decision. You see, I never thought I would be a stay at home mom. I've worked consistently since I was 14. I honestly never thought of staying home as an option. Now it's my only option. I couldn't do anything else.

Right now I'm trying to get the little one to take a nap. It's not as easy as one might think since he inherited his fathers will to stay awake even though he can hardly keep his eyes open. It's like he's afraid to miss something. I never understood this. I could take a nap anytime, anywhere. Dreams are much better than reality anyway. So, bye for now.

Sunday, April 29, 2007

My 1st mom event


He's only 3 months old and already working. My cutie was in a fashion show this weekend for Talbots Kids. I must say he stole the show! Here is one of his runway debut.


Behind the scenes wardrobe change.


Some of the other participants

Michael and mom Lynn


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Jamel and Briana


Already an achiever!

Monday, February 19, 2007

My Sweet Baby


Welcome to the world Lane Tristan! January 19th 9:47pm (after 26 hours!!). 8 pounds 6.6 ounces, 20.5 inches.

Friday, January 12, 2007

9 whole months





As you can see, anything made for a baby is also perfect for a cat. These two are thrilled with us. They think we bought these just for them. Boy are they in for a surprise.






Well, this is the latest. I actually look bigger in person if you can believe it. I'm due on the 25th but my doctor will induce me by the 19th if things don't happen on their own by then. So, next time this week I'll be a mom. I still can't believe it. The next pictures I post will be of Lane. That's his name by the way. Lane Tristan.