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Saturday, July 31, 2010

I'm A Hot Mess

I wouldn't say that I have let myself go, but I wore make-up for the first time in a month this week and it got me thinking about my appearance and the fact that I've become a hot mess!

I spend 90% of my time dressed in the stereotypical stay at home mom attire, which consists of yoga pants, sports bras, tank tops, hoodies and sneakers.

I have a terrible farmer's tan and the humidity that we have had this summer makes my hair look like a frizzy mop. I have even contemplated **gulp** getting five inches hacked off and working the "mom do", something I said I'd NEVER do!!

I also have several extra pounds from what would have been baby #2 to lose and that never helps. Before I got pregnant, I had lost all of my pregnancy #1 weight and then some and was feeling terrific and working out a lot. The daily walks continued, but there's nothing like an emotional set back to keep you from going to the gym and burning some real calories.

My lack of interest in looking my best has a lot to do with feeling down and therefore only being able to muster the bare minimum when it comes to getting dressed in the morning.

I'm not a slob. I do shower everyday (it may be 8:00 at night before it happens, but it does happen), but I feel unattractive and unmotivated.

I have a closet full of beautiful, functional clothes and love to dress up, but ease and comfort is where it's at these days.

The make-up made me feel better and made me realize that I need to make more of an effort not look like such a train wreck, if for no one else but myself.

The best is yet to be.


This post was written for the word game, Word Up, Yo! hosted by Natalie (Mommy of a Monster), Kristin (Taming Insanity) and Liz (a belle, a bean and a chicago dog).

If you like words too, play along!
This week's word is hot mess.

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Friday's Flippity Flip Offs 5

It's that time of the week again and as always, I am ready to flip stuff off in a BIG way, starting with...

#1 The fasteners on shopping carts and restaurant high chairs that are suppose to securely keep your tot strapped in, but half the time are broken! FLIP OFF!

#2 Junk mail and spam deserve a big HUGE FLIP OFF! How do "they" get my address anyway?! The paper kind is not only annoying, it destroys trees and clogs our landfills and the electronic kind is just plain annoying.

I once spent over an hour calling every single catalog company that you can think of asking to be removed from their mailing list and do you know that only ONE company asked me why. Pottery Barn. God bless 'em. It took two months, but eventually we stopped getting all catalogs... we still get tons of other junk mail that drives me insane.

As far as the e-mail kind, sure, it's easy enough to hit the delete button or take the time to "unsubscribe", but I'd really just rather have an 'In Box' full of mail I actually want to read, rather than a bunch of crap I don't.

#3 People that use 'honey', 'sweetie', 'baby', 'dear' (THE WORST OF THE BUNCH!!) and other terms of endearment WHEN THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW ME! Arrrgggg... so annoying! Please FLIP OFF, love.

#4 Predictive text can FLIP OFF! I realize it is a setting that I can control, but it's so frustrating when your phone turns 'so' into 'do' and 'seacliff' into 'deadlier and won't let me use (type) 'hell'.

Thank you to Gigi of Kludgy Mom for this most refreshing, rejuvenating and really awesome meme.

Happy weekend, everyone!

The best is yet to be.

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Thursday, July 29, 2010

I Don't Do Math

I know it embarrasses my husband when I pull out my tip calculator, but I suck at math!

In high school I excelled in English, history, art, music, PE and foreign language classes, but I was terrible at math and science.

In all honesty, if it weren't for the homework and all the extra credit problems and reports I completed, I don't think I would have even earned a diploma. I am not proud of this, I am just stating facts. I am proud to be very right brained.

Sitting in my seventh grade Algebra class, I would get dizzy staring at all the numbers on the chalkboard and when it came to formulas and word problems... forget it!


Tutors didn't help. The summer courses I took didn't help and neither did the knock down drag out fights I would have with my parents. They couldn't understand why I was getting A's and B's in the courses I actually enjoyed and practically failing the ones I didn't. It seemed pretty logical to me, but they were educators and thought my grades should be more "consistent". I consistently argued that I'd never need math in my life.

By the time I got to college, I took the minimum required math courses that I needed in order to graduate and that was that. I'm ashamed to admit that I didn't go for a marketing degree because I couldn't handle all the math prerequisites and instead opted for a Bachelor of Arts in communications with an emphasis in public relations. I can still put together a marketing budget and successfully stick to it.

I like to think that I have a logical mind that is very black and white because I appreciate that in mathematics, there can only be one solution to a problem. I mean 2 + 2 can't equal 5, right? But numbers have always boggled my mind. I just don't have a head for them and I never have. I know just enough to get by and for everything else, there's a calculator.

I understand the value of math and why it is important to learn basic formulas, fractions and percentages, but I'm already starting to worry about helping Lucas with his math homework. Beyond middle school, we are definitely going to have problems (no pun intended). Thank goodness his dad is a very proud left brainer and will assist in this arena.


Numbers or not, the best is yet to be.

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Wednesday, July 28, 2010

You Know You're A Mom When-sDaze

You Know You're a Mom When...
  • You have snacks in the form of Puffs, yogurt bites, Cheerios and teething biscuits in your car, purse, diaper bag, strollers and for some strange reason bedside table.
  • There's no taking time off for sickness or sadness, motherhood is a full time job (but admittedly, the benefits are pretty great too).
  • You swear you are going to gather up and donate every last little toy in your house if you stub your toe on one of them one. more. time.
  • You know you have lost several socks, bottle caps, toys and burp cloths from the stroller without even realizing it.
  • As much as you love reading to your child, you don't how many more times you can look for Spot, flip through every color of the rainbow or find out how many monkeys end up jumping off the bed.
  • You see parents in a whole new light and have a lot more respect, admiration and love for them...especially your own.
Thank you, Arizona Mama at Our Daze in the Desert for this terrific meme. If you feel like nodding along to lists by other moms just like you, check it out!

The best is yet to be.

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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Walk The Walk

Almost every day, I walk 4-5 miles. Most of the time, weather permitting, it's outside and Lucas is with me, but I have been known to get on the treadmill at 11:00 at night.

My favorite walks are the ones outside. I love our funky neighborhood, being so close to the beach and the fresh air and change of scenery seems to soothe us both.

Here are some random pictures of things in our neighbor that make our walks interesting, fun and worth every step.

The best is yet to be.

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Monday, July 26, 2010

Cruel Summer

It's summertime? You could have had me fooled. It's already the END of July and I feel like I'm missing it completely.

We haven't been outside nearly as much as I thought we would this season and haven't done any of the other things I had planned in mind.

So far there has only been one
trip to the beach and just a handful of visits to the park. The BBQs have been minimal and trips to the pool have only been for swim lessons. There haven't been any baseball games, sundresses, Popsicles, rides on beach cruisers, strolls on the beach, boat rides, sunburns (which I'm actually grateful for) or lemonade.

The weather had a lot to to with it. It's been unseasonably overcast, rainy and even chilly this summer in San Diego and while I'd rather be cold than hot any day, it's just not summer without the sun...

...or a Dave Matthews Band concert
!! 25 days until we are sitting at Cricket Wireless Amphitheatre listening to my favorite band on the planet. I really do hope that it starts feeling like summer for me before August 20. I really need to get my act together or I'm going to regret it!

The best is yet to be.

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Saturday, July 24, 2010

Lions And Tigers And Bears

We went to the San Diego Zoo this week with our friends Colleen and Jackson.

Elephant Odyssey is one of the zoo's newest attractions.

Both boys enjoyed getting down and dirty with the goats in the petting zoo.

Jackson really enjoyed watching the monkeys. Unfortunately, Lucas slept through this part of our visit.

Lucas made a hand print animal to document our fun day...

...a giraffe.

By the way, we did see lions and tigers and bears.

The best is yet to be.

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Friday, July 23, 2010

Virtual Flip Offs 4

I missed last week's Friday Flip Offs, so bear with me friends, I have a lot of pent up flips to share:

#1 People that have no concept of personal space need to back the hell up and FLIP WAY OFF.

Whether, it's in line at the grocery store or sitting next to me in a doctor's office waiting room, my space is mine, not yours and I don't want to feel you sneeze or smell your breath. I don't like to be crowded in or touched by anyone that I'm not related to or have known longer than an hour. You give me the heeby-jeebies!

#2 When walking to my car with stroller in tow, I'm going to need several minutes to put my tot in the car, fold and stow the stroller and get myself situated, so for all of you that like to creep behind me in your cars because you think my parking space is 50 feet closer to the entrance, FLIP OFF!!! Park somewhere else and do the extra walking, you probably need it!

#3 My hair deserves a BIG F-you! I am so tired of blowing it straight and flat ironing the hell out of it because it is a wavy mess. We have always had a love/hate relationship and I'm over it! I'm asking for a Brazilian blowout for the next gift giving holiday.

#4 And last, but not least, I have a special FLIP OFF for the navigation system in my car. It usually gets me where I need to go, but I hate the fact that I can't enter an address or make a change to anything previously entered unless the car is in Park. This is a colossal pain-in-the-ass and extremely annoying. Every other car I have had or been in, lets you be the judge of potentially dangerous button pushing while driving. I really need to look into tripping the system.

A HUGE big thank you to Gigi of Kludgy Mom for developing this much needed weekly virtual detox!

Happy Friday, everyone.

The best is yet to be.

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Thursday, July 22, 2010

William Brent Herrmann

I found out yesterday that an old friend I graduated from high school with, William 'Brent' Herrmann died unexpectedly this past Sunday, July 18.

I am in complete shock. He was only 37 years old.

There were only 31 people in our graduating class, so there was a time when I knew Brent very well. He had a brilliant smile, great hair and an awesome Texas drawl. Brent was easy to talk to and I remember spending a lot of time discussing our perfect mates.

Sadly, over the years, we lost touch, but I have often wondered about Brent and where in the world he ended up. I made several attempts to locate him on Facebook, LinkedIn, etc. to no avail. I hope he was happy with his life and found love.

Before my parents died, I hadn't had much experience with death. I was too young to understand my feelings or the concept of loss when my grandparents died, but now, whenever I hear of a loss, be it my own or someone else's, it effects me differently. It's much sadder and cuts deeper and always brings me back to my own losses. Until you have had to say goodbye to someone you love, I don't think you can ever truly understand loss.

Today, I feel like being back in high school when there were very few responsibilities and everyone was hopeful and alive.

My heart goes out to Brent's family. Brent will be missed.

Here's to you #66!

The best is yet to be.

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WILLIAM BRENT HERRMANN, born April 23, 1973, went to be with our Lord on Sunday, July 18, 2010. He was preceded in death by his maternal grandparents, Lota and Elmo Canion, and paternal grandparent, William Joseph Herrmann. Survivors include his parents, William J. and Ann C. Herrmann; sisters, Amy Elaine Partida and husband Steven; Allison Herrmann Torres and husband Francisco; nieces Emily Ann Torres, and Isabel Partida; nephew Frank William Jim Walker and many cousins and friends.

Brent was born and grew up in Houston, Texas, and graduated from The Orme School in Mayer, Arizona. He attended Texas Tech University and The University of Houston. He was currently a Information Systems Manager for Twin Liquors in Austin, Texas. His young life was cut short unexpectedly and he will be greatly missed by his loving family. His sense of humor, love for friends, passion for technology, love of fishing, and love of his family were very important in his life.

A celebration of his life will be held at Woodlawn Funeral Home Chapel on Friday, July 23, 2010, at 10:00 a.m., with internment in Woodlawn Garden of Memories immediately following.

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Oh, What A Night!

Last night I checked on Lucas, as I do every night before turning in myself around 9:30 and as soon as I walked into his bedroom, I smelled something awful. I had forgotten to empty the diaper pail and his laundry basket was overflowing. He was fast asleep (and breathing), so I thought if it wasn't his behind, I'd just crack open a window and call it a night.

I found his lovey at the far end of the crib and as I grabbed it and was tucking it under his arm, I discovered it was soaking wet. I then turned on the overhead light and found one whole end of the crib was soaking wet as well and there were little white chunks all over him and his bed. Poor baby had thrown up and was now sleeping in it.

Eeewwwww! I'd much rather clean up poop; at least it's usually confined to one area.

He hadn't made a peep for 3 1/2 hours. He could have choked! Thank goodness I went in there. But what was I suppose to do now? I couldn't let him sleep in soiled sheets and jammies. I had to wake him up and change everything out.

Surprisingly, he was in a very good mood considering he was just woken from a sound sleep but quickly became completely confused and very agitated. He started following me all over the house sobbing as I struggled to remove the bumper pad, dust ruffle, mattress pad, sheets and blankets from his bed, find new sheets, start laundry, pull out a fresh pair of pjs, wipe him off, change him, etc.

At one point, he made his way into our room where he quickly found the huge glass of water on my bedside table and proceeded to dump it all over himself. And so ensues another round of clean up and new jammies.

Oh, I haven't even mention the best part yet...this happens on a night my husband is out to dinner with a colleague.

In LA.

Two hours away.

Lucky me.

He got home just in time to help me try to get Lucas back to sleep, which didn't happen until after midnight.

Needless to say, I'm more than a little grouchy this morning because even though he was up for 2 1/2 hours in the middle of the night, Lucas still woke up at the butt crack of dawn this morning. What is up with that?!


We both need a break from one another.
Thank goodness I have a babysitter coming in T-minus two hours.

The best is yet to be.

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Wednesday, July 21, 2010

You Know You're A Mom When-sDaze

You know you're a mom when...
  • You can tune out almost every annoying song that a puppet sings on TV, high pitched sound that a toy produces or loud screech that comes out of your child's mouth. Almost!
  • You have considered - if only for one moment - paying a complete stranger to watch your kid so that you can take a nap or selling a kidney so that he'll take one, which leads me to...
  • Trying to give a child a "forced" nap has never worked. Okay, there was that one time, but you're a damn fool if you think it can ever be repeated.
  • You wonder why with all the toys in the world, your child is most interested in the oven, dishwasher, refrigerator, washer, dryer, cell phone and remote control.
  • You think to yourself several times a day: Maybe I'm just not cut out for this!
  • You'd like to know where your child gets all his energy from and if it could be bottled up, you'd buy it.
  • Silence isn't always golden, it could mean that the entire contents of your son's dresser are scattered all over his bedroom floor or that he had some fun with the toilet paper roll.
  • If you could get paid to watch your child move through the world, learning and experiencing things for the first time, you'd be a gazillionaire. They are such fascinating creatures, aren't they?
Thank you, Arizona Mama at Our Daze in the Desert for developing this terrific meme. Hope you are keeping cool this summer.

The best is yet to be.

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Tuesday, July 20, 2010

All Boy

Men and women are wired differently and it is apparent even as young as 13 months old.

I definitely have a son!

Lucas has become a very active, very loud, outgoing, fearless, rambunctious little boy.

It feels like he is on the move from sun up until sun down. Actually, it doesn't feel that way all at, it is that way. There have been many days recently that he has been on a nap protest making for a 13 hour day. IF he does take a nap, it's from 10:00 - 11:30, which still makes for a very VERY l o n g afternoon. Where he gets his energy, I have no clue!

No matter how you slice it, he doesn't want to miss a thing and is really into screaming, or rather screeching, throwing, pushing, brushing off and sometimes having a full blown temper tantrum until he gets his way or moves on to something else.

Um, can you say: challenging, exhausting and often confusing?

I thought that the terrible twos (or threes) were a little ways off. Could my little monster be getting a head start? And what's with the no naps? Please tell me that this phase will soon pass! I rely on these naps and know he needs them too.

Any useful tips, tricks or insight into the toddler male
(or adult male, for that matter) mind would be much appreciated. :)

The best is yet to be?


This post was written for the word game, Word Up, Yo! hosted by Natalie (Mommy of a Monster), Kristin (Taming Insanity) and Liz (a belle, a bean and a chicago dog).

If you like words too, play along!
This week's word is rambunctious.

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Monday, July 19, 2010

Time Heals All Wounds

A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor's book. - Irish proverb

I haven't posted in a few days. I have a lot to say, a lot is floating around this brain of mine, but the only thing on my mind is the fact that I'm not pregnant anymore. I couldn't even get my Friday Flip Offs together, and I live for that!!

Last week went from bad to worse. I will spare you all the details, but it ended last night with a visit to the ER.

I'm on the mend, but sad.

I know it is completely normal for me to feel this way and I know it will pass, but my mind is a litany of negative thoughts and I can't seem to shake them.

I'm trying to carry on as usual, but it's easier said than done.

I'm trying to carry on as usual, because I have a 13 month old and he needs me as much as I need him.

Unfortunately, Lucas' dad had to be out of town for a few days last week, so my sister was here and helped out immensely. She knows me well and is great with Lucas. I don't know what we would have done without her.

Like most people, when trying to feel better emotionally, I turn to retail therapy, drowning my sorrows in Cabernet, pouring my heart out in my journal or blog, or watching too much bad TV, but sleep has always been my favorite way to escape.

None of it really helps, but crawling under the covers and disappearing for a while is a good place to start.

My son's smile is another brilliant light at the end of this dark tunnel and lastly, there's time.... time to heal, time to mourn and eventually time to try again.

Thank you for all of the support, good thoughts and virtual hugs last week and for commenting on my post Miscarried. As usual, I put myself out there in a very real and honest way and the feedback was sincere and heartfelt.

The best is yet to be.

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Thursday, July 15, 2010

We're Walking!

Lucas' 13th month came and went and I didn't record (or share) any of his milestones. The biggest and most exciting of which, he started WALKING!!!

HALLELUJAH AND HIP HIP HOORAY!!

Not that I was worried or anything, but he is one of the last in our Mommy & Me group to get up and go.

He has been flirting with it for a couple of months, taking a step here and there, but finally last week, it all clicked for him and he took off. He still seems to prefer crawling because he's a pro at it, but he can walk all over the house and it is darling to watch. I'll try to figure out how to post a video.

The other big accomplishment of note is how vast this little boy's vocabulary is getting and how much he understands. Here is a list of all of the words he either says, retains and/or recognizes:

Mama :)
Dada
Bottle
Bubbles
Balloon
Up
Uh-Oh (although he says Uh-Eh)
This
That
Yes
Pat
Diaper
Toes
Head
Belly
Bath
Dog
Banana
Book
Brush - as in his teeth and hair

I have mentioned Lucas' little tiny stuffed monkey before and how he can pick it out of a group of several other toys (A Onederful First Year), well now he can make the monkey walk and talk and uses a high pitched little voice that simply melts my heart.

Talk about melting my heart, Lucas can now also blow kisses.

I don't know what I would do without this adorable, smart, funny little person in my life. He brings me so much joy and fills me with a love I have never known.

The best is yet to be.

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Wednesday, July 14, 2010

You Know You're A Mom When-sDaze

You Know You're a Mom When...
  • You do a little victory dance when you can successfully transfer your sleeping child from his car seat to his crib.
  • It's only 9:00 and your living room already looks like a bomb went off in it.
  • Your child bites you on accident, draws blood and makes you cry it hurts so much and you don't turn around and bite him back.
  • You wish you could bubble wrap your child so it wouldn't hurt when they bonked themselves.
  • Your DVR has more children's shows recorded than your own.
  • You almost leave for date night with the diaper bag instead of your purse.
  • You can't wait to see, touch or smell your baby after hearing troubling news.
As always, thank you, Arizona Mama at Our Daze in the Desert for developing this terrific meme.

The best is yet to be.

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Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Guest Post

It has been over a month since aunt Leah shared any words of wisdom. This time she's got something to say about dating.

Yikes!! I can't even imagine my little boy going on a date, but it's going to happen whether I want it to or not. I just hope he's at least 20 before the girl craze begins.


Dear Lucas,

I recently started dating someone seriously so I thought that this would be a perfect time for me to tell you about dating and what it means to be the "perfect guy". It’s kind of funny for me to think about you and dating right now but you are not going to be a little guy forever and will eventually be interested in the ladies. Having said that, there’s no rush at all. You have your whole life to stress about girls and learn what makes women tick. Take your time and enjoy the process of meeting your Ms. Right.

Okay, so there’s no beating around the bush, dating can be tough. In fact, maintaining a solid relationship is tough too. It’s all tough. There, now that I’ve gotten that out of way, we can get to the fun stuff...

While dating can be complicated and frustrating and at times exhausting, it can be incredible too. When you find someone whom you want to spend your time with and whom you have more than just ‘friend’ feelings towards, it can be one of the best feelings in the world. When you are really involved, everything just feels better. Food tastes yummier, colors are brighter and even music sounds more amazing. I can’t explain it but this all really does happen. I can’t wait until you experience all this for the first time. There is nothing like your first love. So, please call your aunt and fill her in!

Of course you have to consider yourself lucky when that person you care for, cares for you right back. Trust me, so far in my dating life, I’ve had numerous crushes but maybe only a couple guys have actually reciprocated those feelings back at me. It can be very sad and certainly a self-esteem killer, but like the saying goes, there are a lot of fish in the sea.

Now I’m sure your mom and dad have already told you all this or you’ve picked it up somewhere else no doubt, but a month or so ago I created the ultimate “Perfect Guy” list, so I thought that I would share a few things I learned from my research. While compiling this list may have been fun, it’s really not that practical. There are really no set characteristics girls need to have in their perfect guy. It's all feelings and connections. Having a list will ruin all that. We just need to make sure that we are open to love, every kind of love. It's really not supposed to make sense or fit a mold or a list. Another thing to keep in mind is that most girls just want a guy who can have hot dogs and beers at a baseball game during the day...then wine and dine them at the Met later at night. Personally, I love a guy who can make me laugh. An awesome sense of humor is very important to me. You are already cracking me up at just a year old so I’m sure you’ll be good on that.

Well, kid, stay tuned for my next guest post. I love you very much little Lucas.

Thanks, aunt Leah for the fun and sage advice. And by the way, when do we get to meet your latest someone? Hmmmm???

The best is yet to be.

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Monday, July 12, 2010

Miscarried

I can't sleep.

I have too much on my mind.

I write this with a lump in my throat.

The day before Lucas' birthday, I took a pregnancy test and it came out positive. We had only been "trying" for two weeks! Can you say fertile? Stranger things have happened...

Learning you're pregnant the first time is one of the most exciting moments in a woman's life. Not only is it a major milestone on the path of adulthood, it is one of the most joyous experiences you will ever have. I will never forget the day I found out I was pregnant with Lucas. I cried tears of happiness, excitement and fear.

Learning I was pregnant a second time was a little more shocking for me. I had just gotten back to my pre-pregnancy weight and into my favorite jeans. The hair around my face was starting to grow back and I was FINALLY starting to get the hang of this "mommy thing". The tears this time were out of pure disbelief. I was excited for sure, but also troubled by how our perfect little family of three was going to change drastically. I was mostly concerned with how this new addition would affect Lucas and how I might handle two under two. Doing the quick calculations, Lucas and his sibling would be almost 21 months apart.

I thought I was nine weeks along at my first OB/GYN visit when an ultrasound revealed that I was only measuring at six weeks. We were told we could have our dates off.

I'm pretty good (obsessive) with dates and knew deep down inside that something was terribly wrong.

Blood work was ordered to check my hCG (the pregnancy hormone) levels and more ultrasounds a week later. Unfortunately, my hCG levels dropped and we learned last Thursday that there had been no growth to the embryo since week six.

I had a terrific pregnancy with Lucas, (you can read all about my experience here) so why would I think anything would or could go wrong with this one? I certainly felt pregnant. I've been tired and famished and snarky.

But, in the end, my gut was right. There was something wrong and this pregnancy wasn't meant to be.

Of course, we'll never know exactly what went wrong (see #3 of my Friday Flip Offs for how I feel about that).

I never wanted to be a part of this group... a woman who has suffered a miscarriage and also a mother who is already blessed with the knowledge of the beautiful outcome of a full term pregnancy.

But here I am, a reluctant member with so many questions and so much sadness.
Why did this happen to us? What went wrong? Did I do something different this time around? Will it happen again?

I know that miscarriage is far more common than we like to think and often times there are no answers. I'll have to accept that. Eventually.

All I know right now is that this hurts, I'm sad and because I don't want to wait around for my body to have a natural miscarriage, I have a D and C (a procedure to scrape and collect the tissue from inside the uterus) scheduled for this afternoon.

Please keep me and all of the women that have ever had to go through this in your thoughts... if just for today. Thank you. xoxo

The best is yet to be.

This post was written for the word game, Word Up, Yo! hosted by Natalie (Mommy of a Monster), Kristin (Taming Insanity) and Liz (a belle, a bean and a chicago dog).

If you like words too, play along!
This week's word is snarky.

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Sunday, July 11, 2010

Sunday Fun Day

Every once in a while, I'll get an e-mail forward that's worth sharing and here is one:

NINE WORDS WOMEN USE

1.
Fine - This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

2.
Five Minutes - If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour (at least, maybe longer). Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

3.
Nothing - This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with "nothing" usually end in "fine".

4.
Go Ahead - This is a dare, not permission... Don't Do It!

5.
Loud Sigh - This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing (refer back to #3 for the meaning of "nothing".)

6.
That's Okay - This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. "That's okay" means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake..

7. Thanks - A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say "you're welcome". (I want to add in a clause here - this is true, unless she says "Thanks a lot" - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say "you're welcome", that will only bring on a "whatever").

8.
Whatever - Is a woman's way of saying "F--- off"!

9.
Don't worry about it, I'll do it - Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing herself. This will later result in a man asking "What's wrong?" For the woman's response refer back to #3.

Share this to the men you know to warn them about arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology.

Thanks, Charmaine for the giggle. :)

The best is yet to be.

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Friday, July 9, 2010

I'm Flipping Off Stuff...AGAIN!

This was a really crummy week so coming up with this week's Flip Off list took no time at all. As always, my deepest appreciate to Gigi at Kludgy Mom for developing this beautiful virtual detox meme!

#1 Part of the reason this week sucked was because I woke up every morning with an flipping achy back, stiffness all over and sore neck. We have a Sleep Number Bed and four years ago when we first got it, I loved it. I had found my perfect sleep number (55) and stuck with it without any discomfort, but now the bed does nothing but irritate me and I want it gone!! It has no bounce, no spring and no flexibility. It's time to go back to a box spring with a pillow top and some give. FLIP OFF, SLEEP NUMBER! And for the record, my husband has had these complaints since day 1. When will I ever listen?!

#2 Stores that have the extra cashiers but don't utilize them deserve a big FLIP OFF! I walked out of a very popular children's clothing store recently leaving behind a cute and much needed pile of clothes for Lucas. They were on sale AND I had a coupon! The line of customers was wrapped around the store and out the front door and they only had ONE person ringing everyone up. Several customers, including myself asked if there was anyone else to help us and she was paged to the front but never showed up. I mentioned this was a children's store, didn't I? There were just as many kids on the verge of melt downs as there were parents. So frustrating!!

#3 I am pissed off at the entire medical profession this week. I now know why they call it "practicing medicine" because that's exactly what it is... practicing. Doctors really don't always have the answers.

I am grateful for medicine, doctors and scientists and the fact that our bodies are such mysteries, but sometimes when there is no rhyme or reason, no medical explanation available and Mother Nature just makes it so, I want to scream at the top of my lungs FLIP OFF!!! Most of the time the logical side of my brain can accept this, but then there are other times when my heart wants answers, facts and proof. I need to know WHY!?

#4 My sister and I inherited our parents home in Arizona and each month we pay the electric, water and phone bills. No one lives in the house so these bills are minimal, but recently I took a closer look at the phone bill and thought that I could remove some of the services and lower it.

I contacted the phone company (to be remain nameless but name is similar to a direction and rhymes with west) to see if they could help me. They said that they could take $10 off the bill by removing the international long distance service. Great! No one uses the phone and the only reason we have it hooked up in the first place is for the alarm system.

I received the next bill only to find it has gone up, not down! What?! I called them back and they said that there was a fee associated with making changes to your service and that the adjusted bill wouldn't be reflected until the next billing cycle. That's right, the international long distance service is still on the bill and so is the service fee for removing it. Next. Month. Really? Are you kidding me? FLIP OFF!!

Whew... that was a much needed rant!

Have a super weekend, everyone.

The best is yet to be.

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Thursday, July 8, 2010

My Buired Life

Write it down. Written goals have a way of transforming wishes into wants; can'ts into cans; dreams into plans; and plans into reality. Don't just think it - ink it! - Author Unknown

Several months ago, I posted The Buried Life about a great show on MTV and promised that I would follow it up with my own Buried Life/Bucket List. Thanks to Mama Kat for making it a prompt this week, here it is:

1. Meet Dave Matthews (and just so there is no confusion... I'm talking about THE Dave Matthews from the Dave Matthews Band).
2. Read all of the books on my Goodreads list - as of today there are 536 titles.
3. Build my family tree and learn everything I can about where I come from.
4. Walk my sister down the aisle at her wedding.
5. Make the turkey with all the trimmings for Thanksgiving.
6. Spend a week or longer in Paris... again.
7. Go camping and sleep under the stars.
8. Be in the audience at the Oprah Winfrey show.
9. Learn how to drive a stick shift car.
10. Live to see A grandchild.
11. Take Lucas (and any subsequent children) on a safari in Africa.
12. Visit Tokyo, Japan.
13. Learn to ski.
14. Fly in a blimp.
15. Visit Martha's Vineyard.
16. Learn how to French braid my own hair.
17. Travel First Class anywhere.
18. Ride a segway.
19. Go blond, if even for just one night.
20. Learn how to tie a tie.
21. Bowl a perfect round...strikes every single frame.
22. Have a photo that I have taken hung in a gallery and perhaps even sold!
23. Walk across the Golden Gate Bridge.
24. Take Lucas (and any subsequent children) to see the Pyramids
25. Sing a solo in front of an audience.
26. Ride the roller coaster at the top of the Stratosphere H
otel in Las Vegas.
27. Visit Cabo San Lucas...again.
28. Bungee jump.
29. Write a heartfelt letter to everyone I love telling them why they are so special to me.
30. Find my husband the PERFECT gift and since he is SO difficult to shop for, this could possibly take the rest of my life.
40. Go vegetarian for 30 days.
41. Give up my phone, computer and TV for a week (yeah, right!)
42. Visit all 50 states (so far, I've been to 28).
43. Learn how to apply eye make-up.
44. Get published.
45. Save someone's life.
46. Attend the Olympic games
47. Sit court side during a Lakers playoff game.
48. Attend a Super Bowl game.
49. Run a marathon.
50. Learn more about wine.
51. Own a family dog.
52. Own a trampoline!
53. Watch a film in French without the subtitles.
54. Watch a film in Spanish without subtitles.
56. Knit something.
57. Run for office, even if it's just the PTA.
58. Take a cruise.
59. Take a cooking class.
60. Have a re-commitment ceremony with husband.
61. Sell or donate all of my music CDs.... it's time!
62. Plant something and watch it grow.
63. Establish a family game night.
64. Establish a family mission statement.
65. Call Dr. Laura.
66. Reach at least 100 followers on Letters For Lucas. I'm only 36 away. :)
67. Introduce Lucas to my ex-husband and meet his child(ren) too.
68. Milk a cow.
69. Paint a picture and hang it in my living room.
70. Break or set a world record.
71. Find my best friend from 2nd grade on Facebook.
72. Take a helicopter ride over the Grand Canyon.
73. Be a game show contestant...preferably Jeopardy.
74. Walk across the Great Wall of China.
75. Ride a motorcycle.
76. Participate in a community play or music group.
77. Throw a huge party for all of my friends.
78. See an active volcano.
79. Throw a surprise party for someone.
80. Appear on the cover of a magazine.
81. Help others achieve their buried lists a la the show.
82. Spend the night at the zoo.
83. Successfully assemble a piece of furniture.
84. Learn to surf.
85. Fix my front tooth; I chipped it in the 4th grade and want to have it re-bonded.
86. Organize all my photographs.
87. Put together our wedding album
88. Celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary.
89. Have one wall in my house painted bright red.
90. Own a navy blue car.
91. Sell my parent's house in Arizona.
92. Have my picture taken in a field of sunflowers.
93. Learn to make the perfect margarita.
94. Drive on the Autobahn
95. See a show on Broadway.
96. Take my 21 year old son out for a beer
97.
Rent a convertible for a weekend and drive the entire length of the Pacific Coast Highway.
98. Breathe deeply all the days of my life and know that that's everything is going to be okay.
99.
Thank my lucky stars everyday at how blessed I am.
100. Have a healthy second and possibly third pregnancy.

What do you want to do before you die? For clarity and focus, I highly suggest you think about it, make a list and refer to it often.

The best is yet to be.


I wrote this post for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop - Prompt #5: Write a list of 100 things you want to do before you turn 100. Otherwise known as a "bucket list".

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Wednesday, July 7, 2010

You Know You're A Mom When-sDaze

You know you're a mom when...
  • You curse the day you ever introduced your child to Barney, The Wiggles or Elmo.
  • You are not above bribery in order to get your kid to do, eat, go, pick up or just "be" what you want them to at any given time. I haven't started this yet with Lucas, but I have witnessed it and some of you moms are so GOOD at it, I might need lessons (Coreen!).
  • Your pediatrician and your favorite babysitter are on speed dial on your phone.
  • You aren't even phased anymore by being sneezed all over or getting poop under your fingernails and in fact, you have come to accept it as part of the territory.
  • 4000 of the 5092 photos in your digital photo library are of your child.
  • You're up at 10:00 showering, shaving, blow drying your hair, folding laundry and emptying the dishwasher.
  • You have read and re-read Where's Spot a gazillion times and your child is only a year old.
  • The sound of the word "mama" melts your heart every. single. time. you hear it.
I love putting these lists together each week. Thanks, AZ Mama at Our Daze in the Desert!

The best is yet to be.

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Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Guilty As Charged

Where does a mother's guilt come from?

Guilt implies that you have done something wrong.

What's a better word for "guilt"?

Worry?

Regret?

What is it about being a mother that means you end up carrying so much of it (whatever you call it) around?

Does a mother's guilt ever subside or does it just grow and manifest with each passing year? God, help me if it is the latter!

I find myself feeling guilty almost every single day about something having to do with the way in which I am raising my son. I feel lost some days on this journey called motherhood and a lot of the time like I'm fumbling through it with very little direction.

At this point, I know what I'm doing. I mean, I have the basics down (I think). Lucas is a very happy, healthy 13 month old, who's well-dressed, well-fed, has a room of his own and a gazillion toys and other apparatuses to keep him safe and entertained, but yet, I still worry.

A lot.

I worry that he is getting everything he needs from me in the form of time and comfort, that he's being exposed to the right toys, books, foods, activities, amount of sunlight, etc., etc., etc.

We spend A LOT of time together. I worry about that.

I worry that he'll NEVER learn to drink from a cup. Every few days I try to get him to use a sippy cup and he plays with it like it's a new toy.

I've been known to stick him in front of the television for 30 minutes of peace and quiet and that causes me a lot of guilt.

Oh yeah, another thing to feel guilty about: We may have found a new nanny for my 10 hour a week break... she started today and so far so good, but lots of guilt there!

I feel guilty when I don't exercise or think I'm not taking the best care of myself because I waited so long to have a child that I feel like I owe him the healthiest fittest version of myself for as long as I can be here. Nothing like putting a little pressure on myself, is there?

The guilt is never ending and can be all consuming if I let it. I know I need to let some of this (most of it) go, but how do you do that? How do you handle the guilt that comes with being a mother?

The best is yet to be.


This post is for the word game, Word Up, Yo! hosted by Natalie (Mommy of a Monster), Kristin (Taming Insanity) and Liz (a belle, a bean and a chicago dog).

If you like words too, you should play along!
This week's word is fumble.

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Sunday, July 4, 2010

Sunday Fun Day

How great is this? A scale without numbers!!
Now, instead of being greeted by those five (or so) pesky pounds you can't seem to shake, you'll see "Hot", "Ravishing" or my personal favorite: "Perfect" instead. How's that esteem building?

The Yay! You Yay! Scale is available at Voluptuart


I love it!!

The best is yet to be.

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Here's To Our Independence!

Those who won our independence believed liberty to be the secret of happiness and courage to be the secret of liberty.
- Louis D. Brandeis United States Supreme Court Justice 1856-1941

Happy Independence Day!

The best is yet to be.

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Friday, July 2, 2010

My Favorite Day Of The Week 3

Ah, Friday, my favorite day of the week and my favorite activity... flipping stuff off!

And so, without further adieu:

#1 Why is it that in the dead of the night when all is quiet and I should be resting my weary eyes and body, my mind is racing and I can't relax, let alone sleep? It's completely stupid! Flip off brain, know when to say when!!

#2 LAUNDRY get s a big ole "F*** You!" Why is it so incessant? Enough said.

#3 I have special Flip Off to my tiny bladder... seriously, you are driving me crazy! I don't have the time to spend in the bathroom that you require. What gives? Are you shrinking with age or something, because I used to pride myself in being able to hold it for a lot longer than I can nowadays. Of course, I did have a serious bout of bladder infections there for a while, but that's besides the point, so Flip Off!

#4 I am so NOT a cat person and there are four (I think) that live in our neighborhood and they enjoy using our patio furniture to lounge on and that would be fine (not really), but they leave tons of fur behind and as someone that is allergic to felines, all I can say is Flip Off, go find another comfy $500 couch to destroy.

#5 I'd like to Flip Off people that think their cars are so much bigger than they are and either take up more than one parking space and/or take forever to get out of one. If you can't handle the gas guzzling SUV you're driving, get a Prius!

I always feel a lot better after these weekly purges, thanks Gigi at Kludgy Mom.

Happy Fourth of July weekend, everyone!

The best is yet to be.

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Thursday, July 1, 2010

Miles Of Smiles

Sometimes it's the simplest (and silliest) things make me the happiest. A pretty color of nail polish on my toes, an extended lunch with a good friend, receiving flowers for no reason at all, or a beautiful blue sky without a cloud in sight.

In no particular order, here's a list of ten other things that always make me smile:

1. Half a dozen times a year, when I'm having a REALLY bad day, I'll get a McDonald's Happy Meal and I don't know if it actually works or not, but I sure do feel better after having one.

2. I discontinued many of my magazine subscriptions once I became a mother, but I held on to In Style and each and every month it arrives in my mailbox, I can't wait to find the time to devour it.

3. I love playing Scrabble on my iPhone and at any given time have 6-10 games going with various friends, but I also play against the computer and whenever I win, I get a huge sense of satisfaction!

4. I adore reading and wish I had more time for it. I love getting lost in a good book and hate finishing one, but thoroughly enjoy crossing another title off my list. The bookstore is one of my favorite places to pass the time and my book club is an absolute joy to be a part of. I'd rather read than watch TV any day.

5. I love living so close to the ocean and I try to take advantage of it as much as I can. I love taking long walks along the beach most of all and looking out as far as I can see. Nothing can put life more into perspective than when you think about just how small we really are.

6. Music alone can put me in a completely different state of mind and I love it for that. It can make me want to get up and dance, sing my heart out and twirl like a top or sit quietly, relax and remember.

7. Witnessing random acts of kindness make me elated! I enjoy seeing people looking out for one another; holding doors open, smiling when they pass you, or helping carry heavy loads. It restores my faith that humans are good and kind.

8. My husband. He is good, honest, caring supportive, level headed, a terrific father and puts up with all of my shit.

9. The euphoria you experience when done exercising. Physical activity is something I've done my whole life and I can’t imagine feeling healthy or happy without it. Don't get me wrong, I am not jumping for joy to go to the gym, however, I am smiling REALLY BIG when I leave the gym sweaty, tired, triumphant
and planning my next meal.

10.
My son... I love watching everything he does, but his smile and laughter make me the happiest. Hearing him jabber away in his crib in the morning is a very close second.

The best is yet to be.

I wrote this post for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop - Prompt #3:
Write a list of 10 things that are sure to put a smile on your face when you are not happy.

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