Rick and I have been cleaning out the attic, which is surprisingly not on the list of, How To Make Your Marriage More Exciting and Spontaneous.”
We are throwing and donating a lot of stuff away. And we decided to donate our 10 year-old, never been opened waffle iron because if we haven’t made waffles in the last decade, we probably won’t.
But then a few days later, Rick had big time waffle maker regret.
“We need to keep this. We have kids. We should be making waffles,” Rick said.
“We have had kids for 8 years. I’ve seen nothing but frozen waffles. Let it go,” I responded.
“We should keep it,” he stressed.
“You have one week to make homemade waffles or it gets tossed.”
But Rick couldn’t live with the pressure (something about a job and other responsibilities) so I generously extended it to a month. Have you noticed that I give and I give around here? So on May 12th, we will reassess the situation.
Then he got nostalgic over this coat.
All 3 of my daughters… Dylan, Summer and Harlowe have worn it and now it’s time to say goodbye. I stuffed that sucker in a donation bag before Rick could convince me to make baby doll curtains out of it or something.
And then I found my journal, with pages dedicated to Shaun Cassidy. Even then I knew we wouldn’t be together. I wrote,
”Pictures of the one I think is cute, the the only thing is, he is 16 and I am 8.”
Of course, Shaun Cassidy is actually 12 years older than me so I’m not sure what kind of math I was using that made him 16 when I was 8. Maybe it was my inferior arithmetic that ultimately kept us apart.
Obviously, I’m keeping the Shaun Cassidy photos. So much more useful than a waffle maker.
mama bird notes:
Did you know that lots of kids won’t wake up to a smoke alarm?! Check out my piece on Alpha Mom.
And I’m also writing about Halle Berry’s pregnancy at 46! Whoa. You’ll find it at Lifetime Moms.
And if you heart Shaun Cassidy, then you should be a Mama Bird Diaries Facebook fan. Click here and don’t miss a Do Run Run update. Disclaimer: There may be no Shaun Cassidy updates.
I have officially hit that phase of pregnancy (34 weeks) when I can look down at my shirt and see what I ate all day. Ugh.
Man, my belly is pointy.
A friend of mine recently told me that she is headed to Paris in June for a bachelorette party.
Oh my god. So just to clarify, while she is at a bachelorette party in PARIS, I will be trying to recover from a c-section while dealing with intense fatigue and night sweats.
She is obviously no longer my friend.
Meanwhile, Rick and I have made a bit of headway on potential baby names, thanks to people emailing and posting lots of ideas on Facebook. But we haven’t settled on anything. Mostly because sometimes we use our valuable “come up with a baby name” time to argue about whether plastic can go in the dishwasher. We’re going to try to refocus.
Also, remember when I was working with Luvs to help promote those hilarious Luvs videos?! Well, now the company is sponsoring a new game show on ABC called, “Bet On Your Baby.”
On the show, families will see just how well they know their toddlers (ages 2 to 3 1/2) by predicting their child’s next move in the hopes of earning prize money toward their college fund.
I promise you will see no babies gambling because no one likes a toddler with a gambling addiction.
I will be live tweeting during the premiere of ABC’s “Bet On Your Baby” this Saturday night @ 8pm EST. Please watch along with me and join the conversation! You can find me @mamabirddiaries or look for the hashtag
I was looking at some old photos of my daughter Dylan when she was 4. We used to put her to bed and when we would check on her, she would be wrapped in winter garb.
We lived in an apartment so we kept all the winter stuff in her closet bedroom. Something tells me she didn’t immediately go to sleep after we tucked her in.
But lately, at the age of 8, she seems so big, with a lot less winter attire at bedtime. And she’s opinionated. And very dissatisfied with my parental decisions.
Once again, I’m starting to feel sorry for my mother.
She thinks it’s an outrage that I don’t let her wear leggings to school. (Dylan, not my mother.) “BECAUSE EVERY OTHER GIRL DOES.” Maybe I should?
She thinks it’s unconscionable (my word, not hers) that I won’t let her win a fish at the school fair. Why am I so anti-fish other than the fact that I don’t want to deal with the bowl, or the food or watch it swim sadly in circles or face the day Chase takes it out for a swim in the toilet?
She can not believe I won’t let her leave her bedroom windows open as far as they will go. She thinks my argument about not wanting the twins to fall from the 2nd floor is unconvincing. I’m pretty convinced.
She is devastated to not live right next door to her best friend. And to not have a bathroom attached to her bedroom. Because I guess those are equally as awful.
She thinks she should be allowed to drive even though I told her it’s really boring.
Dylan is an incredibly good child. She does her homework. She finishes her chores. She is ridiculously sweet with the twins. Even her bouts of anger end with apology notes showing great maturity.
I guess I just didn’t expect her fierce desire for independence to start so soon. I thought I had a little more time left. I just wish more love was coming my way, and a few less complaints.
She is growing, changing, testing and at times, it’s exhausting.
But I keep loving her madly. Because that’s what parents do.
Sometimes I don’t understand my country.
I mean, obviously it rocks because in this country Americans get opportunities they couldn’t get anywhere else. Like Snooki and JWoww getting a spinoff show for example.
But sometimes we Americans just seem so intent on doing the wrong thing.
Like the Senate is supposed to debate a comprehensive gun package this month but a group of 13 senators led by Rand Paul, Mike Lee and Ted Cruz, have threatened to filibuster it.
“We will oppose the motion to proceed to any legislation that will serve as a vehicle for any additional gun restrictions,” the senators wrote in a letter to Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid.
I wish Rand Paul would go back to ranting about drone policy.
Even Senator John McCain was like – you knuckleheads are WAY CRAZY. Why wouldn’t we consider this legislation?!
Okay, that might not have been his exact quote. He actually said, “I don’t understand it. The purpose of the United States Senate is to debate and to vote and to let the people know where we stand.”
The assault weapon ban is not even on the table at this point. (Thanks guys for that.) And limiting high capacity magazines is very much in doubt, despite the fact that it took the Newtown shooter less than 5 minutes to end 26 lives. LESS THAN 5 MINUTES.
Even the universal background checks are now in jeopardy even though 91% of Americans support universal background checks. 91%. That is an insane amount of agreement amongst very different kinds of people across this country.
But you know what? I, and many others, are sick of seeing young children and other innocent Americans gunned down in the so-called spirit of the 2nd amendment. If you are a law abiding citizen, enjoy your guns. But most of us would like to keep firearms out of the hands of criminals and the mentally ill.
Some states like Connecticut have taken sweeping bi-partisan action on their own. Connecticut’s new law bans some weapons, plus the sale and purchase of high-capacity magazines like those used in the Sandy Hook shooting. The legislation also requires background checks for all gun purchases.
Colorado and New York have also passed tough measures.
But what about the rest of the country?!
If the Senate filibusters this already watered down legislation, then every single Senator who opposes sensible gun restrictions should take a trip to Newtown, CT and explain their actions to the parents who will never hold or hug their children again.
Please remember that there are 84 million mothers in the United States and only 4 million NRA members. We can not take the risk of staying silent.
Americans for Responsible Solutions (Former Congresswoman Gabby Gifford’s organization)
Moms Demand Action for Gun Sense in American
You know how toddlers love to carry random stuff around with them like vacuum parts, tupperware or a 1992 yearbook.
Chase is obsessed with carrying stuff everywhere and I’m obsessed with not hearing him whine, so it generally works out pretty well for us.
Until a friend at school drop off said to me, “Do you know that Chase is packing a knife?”
Umm… yes. I sort of did.
But it is a butter knife. And it’s plastic. And he really likes it. So that’s okay, right?
Oh fine. I took it away.
mama bird notes:
So where else can you find me this weekend? On Lifetime Moms, I’m writing about what you absolutely must do before you ever have baby. See if you agree or have any ones to add.
And on Alpha Mom, I’m talking about how to create a baby book fast. Remember, you aren’t writing The Odyssey. You can make a simple, beautiful baby book without a huge production.
Have you LIKED The Mama Bird Diaries on Facebook? If you become a Facebook fan, I’ll never loan your toddler a butter knife. CLICK HERE.