Monday, October 29, 2012

Classic Peg

 I thought I might try to run to Target with the boys today. Can you imagine what Peg would say if the boys do a repeat performance in her line??



Vomit comet

Yesterday at Raley's, while waiting in line to pay for our very full cart of groceries, Erik threw up all over me, the cart, the floor and himself. I stood in shock for a second while he emptied his tiny tummy of its contents. Casey was with me as well and after seeing Erik vomit, Casey did too. I lifted Erik out of the cart seat and carried him out of the store. We made it to the bushes for some more vomit fun

Erik was still holding the $4 Halloween balloon I was going to buy him. The clip on the end of the balloon was now covered in yuck. I told Erik as he stood shaking and pale that we had to leave it, but when he started to cry, I decided to screw it all and take it home. Who would want this balloon back? I stripped Erik of his disgusting clothes in the parking lot and tried to clean him up a bit. I thought for a second about giving my credit card to a bagger to bring me my groceries, but decided we just needed to leave.

We got home. Shared our awesome story with Pedar. He was busy painting our kitchen ceiling and fixing a few things around the house. We are still hoping to make this place a rental, so every weekend we try and complete a few projects so we are prepared. We're feeling more ready this week--come on good news about the house!!

The rest of the day I clorox-wiped every surface like a madwoman and took care of two weak and feverish boys. I'm home today doing much of the same. Hope everyone stays well.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

More of Rita

Daddy Art and Rita

Rita is here!! I'm an Aunt again!!!

Margery had Rita this morning around 1 a.m. Margie and Rita are both doing very well. 



Rita was born weighing 6 pounds, 9 ounces and is about 18 inches long. !! I love you, Margery, Rita and Art!!

Monday, October 22, 2012

Attitude of Gratitude

I need to be more thankful. I need to think less about what I'm not happy with and think MORE about what I am grateful for. Things could always be worse, right? As I was just driving to work I saw a young Mom walking her son in the rain to school. I am so grateful to have a car that keeps my family dry and helps me get to where I need to go efficiently. I took the bus and Light Rail to school for three years and I am so grateful to not be on a bus.
I started my day off like most, with a cup of coffee brought to me by Pedar. Yes, I am lucky. Yes, I am grateful.
He may not bring me a note with my coffee, but I know he is telling me he loves me! He is also just trying to help me wake up so I can get to work and help pay for our lives and future!
Every Sunday I go to the grocery store to stock up on what we need for the week. I am so grateful to be able to buy the food and supplies we need.
I am thankful for...
1. Healthy kids
2. Healthy husband
3. Family
4. Friends
5. Pedar's job
6. My job
7. My Mom, Nana, for watching the kids after school
8. Mission Avenue Open Elementary teachers and community
9. Village Montessori teachers and community
10. Our financial health 
11. Dance parties
12. Break-outs clearing up
13. This week feeling less crazy
14. Soccer practice being rained out
15. Bike rides with kids
16. Movie nights
17. Walks with Curly--the worlds cutest dog
18. Being able to clean my house in record time before company comes over because it is small
19. My huge backyard that gave me a great workout on Saturday
20. Erik falling asleep on the couch--so sweet

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Fantabulous

This weekend has been pretty darn great! If only we were to hear from our real estate agent that the house is ours. I know, I know--I have to be patient, we've chosen the "short sale" route and being patient is a must. I want to hear something soon. OK?!!!

Friday night we hosted dinner for Mor-Mor, Pops, Dean and Dagny. We got to hear about Pedar's folks trip to Italy. They had a fantastic time.

Saturday morning we got up, did some chores and headed to soccer. Neither team scored. The game ended 0-0. Strange game. The rest of the day we did more chores and then we had movie night. We watched Journey 2: The Mysterious Island. It was really good. Erik sat through the entire movie!!

We slept in a bit this morning, played and rode our bikes to get donuts. Then we rode past the house we are hoping to get word about soon. I was starting to have some doubts. Maybe it isn't so great. Maybe we should keep looking and then we rode our bikes around the hood, and my fears were resolved. I want this darn house damnit! Come on, already!

We are preparing for RAIN this week! We have to bring in all the patio furniture cushions and bring in toys, etc. I am LOVING the chill in the air.

 I leave you with three funny pictures! Hope they make you giggle!







Friday, October 19, 2012

St. Francis Winery

Yesterday afternoon I drove with several Western Health Advantage co-workers to the St. Francis Winery in Sonoma. I went for a work event to schmooze with Brokers/Providers/Hospital  folks in our new network to celebrate WHA's expansion to Marin/Napa/Sonoma. We are all very excited about this expansion and although it has meant a TON more work for us, we are still grateful that our company is growing.

Each attendee enjoyed a bottle of wine as a parting gift.

I want to come back here with Pedar! We arrived about 4 p.m. and our event was from 5 p.m. - 7 p.m. so we didn't have much time to enjoy this gorgeous place.

We got home a bit before 10 p.m. It was a great evening. I think we all came away with new connections and look forward to nurturing these new relationships.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Erik is chef of the week!

Erik was "Chef of the week" at Montessori today! He helped make a Witches Brew!

Pedar stopped off at Raley's and got the dry ice this morning before school. You can tell by the look on the kids faces how excited they were about the smoke!

We got booed the other night!!! So. Much. Fun. The boys and I are going to go shopping and Boo some houses soon!! They love running to the door and then running away!
Only 13 MORE days till Halloween!!!

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

The Mom Stays in the Picture

I read this wonderful article by Allison Tate the other day and wanted to share it. I'm not loving what I see lately when I look at pictures of me. My eyes look really tired and my double chin is starting to come out and play again. But this beautifully written reminder from Allison confirms that my boys need to have pictures with their Mommy!

By Allison Tate

Last weekend, my family traveled to attend my oldest niece's Sweet Sixteen party. My brother and sister-in-law planned this party for many months and intended it to be a big surprise, and it included a photo booth for the guests.

I showed up to the party a bit late and, as usual, slightly askew from trying to dress myself and all my little people for such a special night out. I'm still carrying a fair amount of baby weight and wearing a nursing bra, and I don't fit into my cute clothes. I felt awkward and tired and rumpled.

I was leaning my aching back against the bar, my now 5-month-old baby sleeping in a carrier on my chest (despite the pounding bass and dulcet tones of LMFAO blasting through the room) when my 5-year-old son ran up to me.

"Come take pictures with me, Mommy," he yelled over the music, "in the photo booth!"

I hesitated. I avoid photographic evidence of my existence these days. To be honest, I avoid even mirrors. When I see myself in pictures, it makes me wince. I know I am far from alone; I know that many of my friends also avoid the camera.


It seems logical. We're sporting mama bodies and we're not as young as we used to be. We don't always have time to blow dry our hair, apply make-up, perhaps even bathe (ducking). The kids are so much cuter than we are; better to just take their pictures, we think.

But we really need to make an effort to get in the picture. Our sons need to see how young and beautiful and human their mamas were. Our daughters need to see us vulnerable and open and just being ourselves -- women, mamas, people living lives. Avoiding the camera because we don't like to see our own pictures? How can that be okay?

Too much of a mama's life goes undocumented and unseen. People, including my children, don't see the way I make sure my kids' favorite stuffed animals are on their beds at night. They don't know how I walk the grocery store aisles looking for treats that will thrill them for a special day. They don't know that I saved their side-snap, paper-thin baby shirts from the hospital where they were born or their little hospital bracelets in keepsake boxes high on the top shelves of their closets. They don't see me tossing and turning in bed wondering if I am doing an okay job as a mother, if they are okay in their schools, where we should take them for a vacation, what we should do for their birthdays. I'm up long past the news on Christmas Eve wrapping presents and eating cookies and milk, and I spend hours hunting the Internet and the local Targets for specially-requested Halloween costumes and birthday presents. They don't see any of that.

Someday, I want them to see me, documented, sitting right there beside them: me, the woman who gave birth to them, whom they can thank for their ample thighs and their pretty hair; me, the woman who nursed them all for the first years of their lives, enduring porn star-sized boobs and leaking through her shirts for months on end; me, who ran around gathering snacks to be the week's parent reader or planning the class Valentine's Day party; me, who cried when I dropped them off at preschool, breathed in the smell of their post-bath hair when I read them bedtime stories, and defied speeding laws when I had to rush them to the pediatric ER in the middle of the night for fill-in-the-blank (ear infections, croup, rotavirus).

I'm everywhere in their young lives, and yet I have very few pictures of me with them. Someday I won't be here -- and I don't know if that someday is tomorrow or thirty or forty or fifty years from now -- but I want them to have pictures of me. I want them to see the way I looked at them, see how much I loved them. I am not perfect to look at and I am not perfect to love, but I am perfectly their mother.

 

When I look at pictures of my own mother, I don't look at cellulite or hair debacles. I just see her -- her kind eyes, her open-mouthed, joyful smile, her familiar clothes. That's the mother I remember. My mother's body is the vessel that carries all the memories of my childhood. I always loved that her stomach was soft, her skin freckled, her fingers long. I didn't care that she didn't look like a model. She was my mama.

 

So when all is said and done, if I can't do it for myself, I want to do it for my kids. I want to be in the picture, to give them that visual memory of me. I want them to see how much I am here, how my body looks wrapped around them in a hug, how loved they are.

 

I will save the little printed page with four squares of pictures on it and the words "Morgan's Sweet Sixteen" scrawled across the top with the date. There I am, hair not quite coiffed, make-up minimal, face fuller than I would like -- one hand holding a sleeping baby's head, and the other wrapped around my sweet littlest guy, who could not care less what I look like.



Sunday was even better

Saturday was good. We helped our school, Pedar played poker with Mission Dad's and I watched Happy Feet Two with the boys--complete with popcorn and candy! Erik made it almost all the way through the movie.
We went to breakfast with family Sunday morning and then we went to Evangeline's Costume Mansion. Afterwards we came home and packed snacks to go to Ancil Hoffman park. Typically, we just park outside the back gate and walk to the Effie Yeaw Nature Center and then walk to the river for a little visit. This time we tricked the boys and we walked the entire perimeter =3 miles. Casey kept saying, "Man, it is taking a long time to get to the Nature Center." Hee hee.
Erik did really well. He walked almost all of it.



Yesterday Pedar took Erik on his field trip with his preschool class to Fog Willows Farms for pumpkins and much more. They had a great time!