If you read my blog, you know that my dad can be a little quirky.
Like his mobile closet.
And I recently tried to take a picture of him with my twins and I asked him to smile about 8 times. This is what he finally came up with….
After I showed him the photo, he said, “The twins aren’t smiling either.”
I mentioned that they are toddlers.
And over the weekend, I asked him to pick up flowers for 6-year-old Summer’s ballet recital (which might be one of the highlights of my life it was so cute) and he was nice enough to pick up the flowers. Except this is what he bought…
Happy St. Patrick’s Day Summer! We loved your recital!!
Of course, the poor man is colorblind and I gave him no direction so maybe that had something to do with it.
And in case you think my dad never gets even with me for sharing these things, let me tell you this tidbit.
Because I am an incredible loving daughter, I recently drove him to a medical appointment so he could get a steroid shot in his leg. When I picked him up, he said, “They told me I might have to get an epidural but I am so glad I didn’t because that would totally have FREAKED me out.”
“Oh really? Why would an epidural bother you so much?” I said.
“I don’t know. The whole idea of it just seems very freaky.”
“I see. You mean, like if you had to get one if you were having a baby for example?” I responded.
“Uh. Yeah. Like that,” he said, glancing at my 38 week pregnant belly.
Speaking of 38 weeks, this was me on my last big night out…
I think when your boobs appear to be resting on your belly, it’s about time to have a baby!
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I did some eves dropping on teenagers and found out some very interesting things. Read my piece on Alpha Mom.
I told my 8-year-old daughter recently that it’s hard to remember when I wasn’t a mother. It has changed me so completely. Yet, there were years and years (too many to count, okay too many too share) that I existed on this planet just doing my own thing.
What was I doing exactly?! I can’t really remember. Working, exercising, looking for my future husband, ordering take-out, keeping a rigorous TV schedule, stuff like that I guess.
But then these little beings came into my life and I’m just different.
On Thursday, I went to pick up my 6-year-old daughter at dance rehearsal. The place had been evacuated and there were firetrucks outside.
My heart just seized until I saw her.
That is sort of what motherhood is – continually trying to protect these precious people that mean more to me than myself.
I recently watched a docu-short called The Untold Stories of Motherhood. It’s the stories of all kinds of mothers through adoption, teen pregnancy, foster parenting, etc. I couldn’t get through this video without tearing up and I pride myself on being an emotional rock. Let me know how you do….
This video is helping kick off Oxygen’s second season of their docu-series “I’m Having Their Baby” on Wednesday, June 12th at 10 PM ET/PT. It’s an authentic look at adoption through the eyes of the birth mother.
This post is sponsored by Oxygen.
P.S. A very happy mother’s day to all the wonderful mothers, grandmothers, aunts and pregnant ladies out there. xo
I have a lot to tell you about today. First of all, did you hear that apparently 3 kids is the most stressful number to have? So if you have 3, you should immediately try to make it 4. I’m going to just assume that 5 is like a relaxing day sipping pina coladas in the Caribbean.
Also, according to this same study, 72 percent of moms stress about how stressed they are. Wow. That sounds stressful.
Okay, second thing. Awhile back I wrote an article for Lifetime Moms about Kim Kardashian’s pregnancy wardrobe needing just a smidgeon of help and boy, that girl does not listen to me. Because this is what she wore to the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute Gala…
I’m not saying that there isn’t a right time to wrap a floral quilt around yourself and call it a dress – I’m just saying that maybe not when your pregnant.
Thirdly, the infamous tan mom released a pop single. Oh yes, she did. I guess there must be tanning beds that double as recording studios or else how could this happen? If you want to check it out or just can’t figure out a way to stop yourself, here you go….
Should I give you a moment to recover?
Moving on – Former South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford (that philandering, not so truthful one) just revived his political career by winning a special election for an open U.S. House seat. He beat comedian Stephen Colbert’s sister.
You might remember Sanford because when he was governor, he disappeared for days to spend time with his lover in Argentina. Oh, he was married at the time. And his staff claimed he was out hiking the Appalachian trail. But you know, whatever! Let’s get him back in office!!
Finally (and this one is super important), there are making a Hot Tub Time Machine 2!
Man, this movie sucked the first time around but heck, let’s give it another go. Because who doesn’t love hot tubs! And time machines! And John Cusack! (Disclaimer: This time around there is no John Cusack so I hope you really like time machines and hot tubs.)
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People keep asking us if we have a baby name. And we sort of do. We have four. So maybe we will just string them all together and make one super power baby name.
Speaking of names, do you know that there are 12 countries that regulate what you can name your child? In New Zealand, the government rejected requests for baby names like “Lucifer,” “Messiah” and “Christ.”
“Mafia No Fear” and “4Real” also didn’t make the cut which is a shame because 4Real is obviously adorable.
But strangely, New Zealand gave the thumbs up to “Number 16 Bus Shelter.” I wonder what the nickname for that is. Bus? Shelty? Your Name Sucks? One of those probably.
The Dominican Republic considered banning unusual names after some parents began naming their children after cars or fruit.
Why are people so down on naming your kid Toyota Highlander anyway?!
Sweden banned “Superman,” “Metallica,” “Ikea” and the super catchy “Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116.”
For the most part, you can name your kid whatever you want in the U.S. so it’s nice to know that “Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116″ is still available.
Meanwhile, I keep catching my reflection these days at 37 1/2 weeks and my reaction is mostly, OMG – is my belly really that big?!
Yes, apparently it is.
mama bird notes:
Where else can you find me? On Alpha Mom, I wrote about what to do when your child wants something that is not in the family budget… like Uggs.
On Lifetime Moms, I talk about why Gwyneth Paltrow might not be my pick for the most beautiful woman in the world.
And I’m also giving advice on what to buy when you’re expecting twins for Cool Mom Picks. And no, I’m not expecting twins. Wouldn’t that be hilarious? Okay, not really.
I went for a check up with my baby doctor (not to be confused with my baby daddy) the other day. I have a doctor’s appointment about every 15 minutes due to my “advanced maternal age” which I think is such a fancy way of saying “hot pregnant mama.”
My doctor said to me, “Are you excited?”
I assumed he was talking about the arrival of my baby in just over two weeks and not the news that Martha Stewart is going to try online dating.
I know I should have just given a hearty “Yes!” but instead I said, “By excited, do you mean slightly panicked and nervous?”
He insisted there was nothing to be worried about but since he is a 60 something year old man, I’m thinking he never had a c-section or mastitis or nursed a kid in the middle of the night when all you want to do is sleep.
But despite my fears, I know I will love this little boy. I know I will somehow find time for him and time for all my other kids. I know I will be tired. And happy. And guilty. And my nipples will hurt. I will push myself too much after my c-section. My house will be messy and that will make me crazy. And I will consider trading in my flat screen TV for just one uninterrupted nap.
And I know I will see all my kids together and it will fill my heart in a way I just never thought possible when I was single and independent and very rested.
A baby boy is coming our way that will complete our family. Even though we never quite realized how much we needed him.
So no, I’m not excited exactly. But I know everything is going to be good. Really good.