Build your best life.

When I last posted a lot had changed... then I didn't post for awhile... I needed to sort out whether a certain someone was getting their information from a friend or what, so therefore, didn't want to post anything on the internet.  Now I don't really care, I guess.  I don't have anything to hide.  I'm not doing anything wrong and I still need a place to bitch about stuff.  So... here I go... another attempt at blogging.

I ended the last post with a big cliff-hanger...  I know you all have not been able to sleep because of it...  but aside from the birth of North West, the biggest news as of late is that I left my former employer (of 14 years) and am working at a new company.  I happen to LOVE this new company.  The company itself, the people I work with, the work I do...  love it all.

"Build your best life."  That is their "catch phrase" and it was exactly where my head was when I was interviewing... I took it as a sign.

And.... that's where I am today.  I am trying to re-build my best life.  It's a slooooooow process and DB, (douche-bag) is doing his best to delay my progress. I try every day to not let him get to me.
* note * It is not my intention to make things ugly between us, but I can honestly say that HE is the one that is making it that way.  He refuses to get along with me and has become the biggest ass-hole I've met in a long time.  This actually shocks me a little because I was led to believe that he would do what is best for the boys.  Treating me like shit isn't best for the boys.  However, I also refuse to continue to be the "nice guy."  Therefore, until he changes his tune... I will be an ass-hole right back to him.

Other things that have happened since my last post...

• Jack is about 75% potty trained.
• Both boys are 100% adorbs.
• I became PTG President, Fall-Fest co-chair and remain the pre-school room mom.  Do you think I will be busy this year?
• Sold the house.
• Am in the process of moving.  
• Looking forward to San Franciso... Women's Nike Half Marathon... 10 year anniversry

And because no post is a real post without a picture... here is one of the boys...

One of my favorite months.

I love February.  I love Valentines Day.  I know it's probably one of the cheesiest holidays, and everyone thinks it's a "Hallmark Holiday" but I don't care.  
This weekend will be a busy one.  My dad is flying in this morning (yippee!- I haven't seen him in a year, hello?) and tomorrow is Greyson's birthday party.  He got to invite 4 of his classmates to help him celebrate turning four at "Chuck-a-cheese"  (that's how he says it).  I had to give him a party this year b/c of the whole school thing and how excited he was to be able to invite his school friends.  I just couldn't deny him that excitement and fun.  It will be a small party but it will be exactly what he wanted.  He is beyond excited!

These last 4 years have been quite a rollercoaster, but everything happens for a reason and I was meant to be this guy's mother.  I'm no expert at being a mom..I've actually thought that the moment he was born and ever since then almost 4 years ago I've been open to the thought that I'm learning each and every single day. 
This little boy of mine is my son (it's so cool to say that) where I have to help shape his life, how he views people, situations, himself. I want more than anything for my little Greyson to have a good sense of who he is, to be confident, to have self love, to be strong, to have a good sense of humor and to love all those in his life. Right now that last comment is easy...he gets excited when I walk in the room. He doesn't care what I look like, if I've showered or not. He just smiles at me every morning when he wakes up, he smiles at me when I call his name or give him a kiss.  He's a happy little boy and I hope every day he looks at life with fresh eyes like he has done for the past 4 years.

For myself as a mom to this adorable little person...I did myself a favor and I put down the "how to books" and began listening to my heart. I know this little boy is growing up so fast..he's already reading and spelling in school. So I've made it a goal to really enjoy him at this moment. I may rock him more than most, I may opt not to get ready and just lay in my bed with this guy, giving and getting kisses, listening to his little voice tell me stories or about his dreams. I've always wanted to look back on these days with no regret and know that I've taken it all in. I'm just following my mother instincts.

As I was thinking about this post, I was rocking my little boy to sleep, holding his hand, kissing his cheeks. I looked over and saw this framed reminder of something someone gave me over 4 years ago.... I remember reading it for the first time and I bawled (most of it was the pregnant hormones that we are all blessed with) but it says it all and it's perfect and it still makes me cry...

"Motherhood is the best change your body will go through. 

When you're a mom, suddenly the world is hopeful, happy, an amazing place to raise your child. 

Memories are brighter, and every tiny second starts to count. 

You're measuring your baby in days, months, years. 

The mind of a mother is never her own. 

And now, as you have this little boy in your arms you'll see that you are his life, his example, his nurturer..perfect or not. 

And the beauty is, he doesn't care. He just needs you. Your love is perfect for him. And it doesn't change, if he's a newborn, 7, 28, 50... 

You'll always be his mother. What an honor. What a privilege. It's pure joy. 

You'll learn more about you everyday and you're going to be awesome." 

So from one mom to the next..enjoy that little babe of yours, try not to put yourself down and enjoy all the little and big things because they just grow up way too fast...good thing I'll always be his mom and I'm so blessed that he's always going to be my son.

Happy 4 years my little bugg-a-boo.

I'm. SO. Tired.

I love my monkies and all, but if they don't stop waking up at 4 a.m. or sooner, I may be forced to sell them to the gypsies.  Just sayin'.

Clearly this isn't working...

So I have come to terms that these blogs posts are NOT going to write themselves.  Trust me when I tell you... I am constantly thinking up blog posts.  Always.  I'll be driving and say to myself "self- this thought is a great blog post" and then life happens and I forget what I ate for breakfast and the rest is history.  SO.... once I catch you up on the happenings of me, myself, and my littles, I am going to approach this blog thing in a whole new way.  I am just gonna post comments or thoughts as they come to me.  Not necessarily a long ass story or life-changing post... just whatever.  I think I have always put the pressure on myself to post meaty, juicy, long posts and just never got around to it.  So, to catch you up on the last 6+ months... here goes:

• I am divorced.  It will be "final" in March.  At which point the courts stressed to me is when and only when I can then get re-married.  I say... hold your horses there county clerk, you think I'm gonna jump into this shit that fast?  Ha!
• My BABY turned 2.
• Both boys started school in that they go to a private, Catholic school (PayPal donations to the right please).  I actually LOVE the school and they are both absolutely THRIVING!!!
• Jack literally just transitioned into a toddler bed last night.
• Greyson has two girls he refers to as "his ladies."
• I did my 9th annual Nike Women's 1/2 Marathon a few weeks ago.
• I still work where I've always worked.
• We've been to several birthday parties.  Our social calendar is usually pretty full.
• My mom has come to visit several times.
• I turned another year older.  No need to name any numbers here.
• I'm on the PTG, am a room-mom, and am on several committees at the boys' school.
• I got a KICK-ASS tattoo....

Hip Hip Hooray for Greyson

Happy Birthday to my first born. To my "practice" kid (LOL). To my sure to be Type "A" (according to birth order, blah blah blah). You are an amazing guy. I am so proud of you for so many reasons. I am honored to be your mama. You bring joy and love to this world in a way that it will never know. You are sweet and shy at first. You are empathetic and loving. You are hilarious like a mini Jimmy Kimmel. You are so handsome/adorable and sure to be a heart-throb when you get older. You are a charmer. And a negotiater. I am no contest to your negotiation tools (sweet voice, manners)... who could resist? You like to be bossy. You love your brother and make him laugh all of the time. You are the twinkle in his eye... yes sireee you are! He adores you. I mean, so does everyone else that crosses your path.

You can be stubburn and moody (and I mean from 0-60 in a second!), but you usually recover with a little space. You give hugs, say sorry, share and help. You're a talker and I love it! I could do without the repeating over and over of the same statement/question... but I know you are just practicing!

We are celebrating today with a gathering of all superheros, in your honor. I hope you enjoy your party. I love you stronger than Superman!~

Happy 2012

O.M.G.

Seriously. I know it’s been a heck of a long time since I last blogged but these last few weeks/months have been a whirlwind! I can’t believe the holidays have come and gone. HAPPY 2012 everybody!

I am thankful for my healthy, happy family and what a great holiday we all had. The boys were spoiled… no surprise and I got to see my family back in Michigan. I haven’t “home” for Christmas in at LEAST 10 years. It was so cool!
The boys met their cousins and enjoyed playing with the. They enjoyed their first experience with snow. I think they had a blast.
We had a small hick-up in coming home (San Diego, home) from Michigan when we got to Denver. We knew we had a 4 hour layover, but we didn’t know that 4 hours would turn into 48 hours. It was an adventure to say the least and we survived it! It is good to be back to a normal routine and our own beds! We kicked off the new year in a bad way, so it can only get better from here, right?

Here’s to a great 2012. Good things are on the horizon… I can feel it! Let’s Go already!

crazy + catch up

Ahhh… life has been crazy as of late so I have a LOT to catch up on.

Let me start back (it seems like forever ago) to when I did the Nike Women’s Half Marathon. One thing I look forward to every year. Despite a little set-back where my pal was made to cancel her trip due to a work situation (still a sore subject) I went and had a grand old time. The same routine (I do love a good routine), the same shops, the same trolley, the same race (but always exciting) and a different piece of bling to add to my collection. This was my 8th year and I plan to do it every year until I am dead.

Oh, wait, before that my baby boy turned 1!!! How could I not cover that first? Shit, I probably sound like a horrible mother. But YES! My baby boy JackJack turned 1. Me oh my. We had a celebration and my pops flew out for the occasion and it was a very busy weekend but lots of fun. I can’t believe it’s been a year. It HAS flown by so quickly. He is my 2nd and LAST baby… so I’m a wee bit sad about the not having a baby around, but I am a WHOLE LOTTA happy to sleep more than one does with a baby in da house! He does not sleep through night quite perfectly, so I still try to cherish the times when he allows me to rock him. Those days will be gone too quickly, I know.

OK… A major work project went live on October 3rd, Jack’s b-day party on October 8th, Jack turned 1 on October 11th, then Nike was on October 14-17, then Halloween on the 31st.
Let’s just say that October was a hell of a month for me!

As usual, Halloween, to me, is the beginning of the Holiday Season. I actually really got into it this year and dressed up the house a bit. We of course went to the pumpkin patch and carved pumpkins and got dressed up. Greyson was into it but Jack, not so much. Next year should be SUPER FABULOUS!

I am almost done Christmas Shopping. I just have to wrap. I almost have my xmas cards ready to go out. I am ON IT PEOPLE. And I wonder why the hell I’m so stressed out! I will be bored once the gifts are wrapped and the cards are sent! Hahahahahahaha…

Me so funny.

Oh yeah…. I’m still trying to train for that damn marathon in January…. Oi vey!

quick update and HOPPY EASTER!!!

It's been awhile since I've done a "real" post vs. the kind where I just throw a picture up (not literally throw up... gross) or suggest a link, etc.


What's been happening?

Well... one of my very bestest friends is moving away, to Hawaii, and I'm glad for her, but sad for me. I am trying not to dwell on it since we will, of course, be in touch all of the time... but we won't ever get to hang out unless one of us spends a lot of $$ and a lot of time to get to the other's house. Chances are it will be ME flying to see HER in Hawaii because, well, duh!

JackJack sprouted his two bottom, front teeth. He was crabby for one day and that was it. I hope that's how it will always be while teething. Man, teething must SUCK. I'm glad I don't remember it. It also sucks for the parents b/c the kid is crabby everytime some new teeth decide to sprout... and in totally it takes like what? 3 years to get all of your baby teeth? Ugh.

JackJack is doing SO WELL at sleeping "through the night" and I say "through the night" in quotations because it's not MY DEFINITION of "through the night." Jack's "through the night"is 6:30 p.m. until 3:30 or 4:00 a.m., a bottle, then back to sleep until 6:30 or 7:00 a.m. Yeah... so not cool. So last night I actually started phase 2 of sleep training in that I didn't go in to get him at 3:45 a.m. He fussed for about an hour and then woke up at 5:45 a.m. which is when I went in and gave him a bottle. I'm not sure if he would have gone back to sleep if I tried b/c Greyson was up and making a bunch of noise, etc. so Jack got stimulated and so on...

Greyson was asked to be in a wedding. My husband's niece, which is now my niece, is getting married in August and asked Greyson to be in it. HOW CUTE! I can't wait... it's going to be adorable and I will FOR SHIZ post pictures. I sorta nominated Jack to be in it too... but that part is still up in the air.

Greyson did SO WELL with the Easter Bunny this year. He is SUPER into hunting for Easter Eggs too... very cute to watch. I was worried about the picture b/c he pretty much hated Santa this past round, so I thought we might have a repeat performance. This time, however, I prepped him by showing him last year's picture where Greyson was fine. We also saw the EB at the grocery store that same morning and I was able to slowly introduce G to the EB. All in all, a successful "visit."


Here's proof:



Jack did well too, except he didn't really know what the hell was going on... so it wasn't that much effort on his part. Happy Easter all!

Happy Valentine's Day

who's who? (this one's for Jean)

Can you tell them apart?

Hint: Greyson was 2 months old when the shot was taken and Jack was 3 months old.

The day after the day after Christmas

Christmas has come and gone. It's hard to believe how quickly all this planning is turned into the past. Yikes. I am getting old.

Greyson, being just under 2 years old, still didn't quite "get" the whole Christmas thing... NEXT YEAR FOR SURE is what I am being told. Yay. I can't wait. JackJack of course was like "duh, gimmee my milk so I can go to sleep you maniacs!" He slept through the craziness of presents and what not. My two favorite pictures are:

Because they represent the boys favorite presents. We made the mistake of giving Greyson the bike first... b/c he then couldn't care less about the remaining presents. Rookie mistake on our part. And as for JackJack, a guy with a middle name like "Crash" HAS to have a guitar!!!

I took the tree down yesterday and although I love the holidays, I am glad they are over (well, almost, we have to get through New Year's Eve/Day). I'm glad to have the much needed space back from the tree "area."

Next on the "something to look forward to" is dude's birthday. I love planning birthdays for kids. It's the bomb.

I have about 3 weeks left before I return to work. It's bittersweet. I will miss being lazy (ha) and at home, spending time with little dude and all, but I will enjoy getting the mush out of my stagnant brain. The extra $$ will be nice too. I can't believe he is already almost 3 months old. WTF?

Things I would like to accomplish in the coming year.

• run a marathon
• get back into running shape, of course
• write a book... children's AND non-fiction (I've been wanting to write a children's book for a very long time now, this non-fiction one is a recent crazy idea)
• survive the first 12 months of a new little person
• make it back to Michigan for Christmas 2011... seriously... I haven't been in Michigan for Christmas in probably over 10 years... NUTS
• get crafty again
• be a better blogger
• give up processed sugars
• simplify my closet (already half-way there)
• travel somewhere cool... don't know if this one is in the budget this year.... I'm thinking Japan

Well... that's it for now. I probably won't post again until after the NY... so... Happy New Year to all of you! My idea of a perfect NY eve is getting to bed early... NYE is so overrated! But you crazy partiers have a good time, ya hear? Be safe, don't drink and drive or drive drunk.

HERE'S TO a FABULOUS 2011!!!!!

love these kids...

Greyson was the cutest Elmo I've ever seen and Jack Jack was the sweetest red hot chili pepper I've ever met... a super cute duo. Greyson was hilarious tonight... what's new? He would go up to the house, say "trick or treat" (and by trick or treat I mean "ga") and when the person tried to put candy in his bucket Greyson would say "NO!" and run away. Good job not taking candy from strangers kid! Then when he got to the sidewalk he would say "thanks." He was not afraid of anything either. There was a house that I wanted no part of but Greyson just mosey's on up there... what a guy!

Jack Jack wasn't too involved this year. He mainly slept in his stroller. Oh well... next year

enjoy the pics....

Happy Fall 2010

This is ABSOLUTELY, no doubt, for shiz my favorite season of the year. California doesn't really have seasons... but I LOVE this (supposed to be) season. The weather as of late has been REAL, dog gone FALL WEATHER!!! Love it. I hope it lasts until at least Halloween b/c I'd feel bad for the boys if it was 80 degrees out and they are sporting 100% nylon, hot, itchy halloween costumes.

To celebrate this WONDERFUL time of year... here are the boys in their latest photo shoot.

Stick a fork in me. I'm done.

I am SO OVER being pregnant. I'm sure this sounds awfully familiar to those last few days with Greyson... a lot of cussing going on around these parts and a lot of "anonymous" comments about how I shouldn't be cussing so much ON.MY.BLOG. Whatever. Hit that little red "x" in the upper right hand corner if you are not enjoying what you are reading here.
Sorry to vent but... that's what you get.
OK... so to start off... it's hot here in CA. Not normal "California sunny hot weather" but freaking HELL-ish hot weather. Like the world is ending hot weather. OMG! I am thankful that the whole summer hasn't been like that, but even just a week of it was impossible. Especially when you have a toddler who just like to be outside, even if he's sweating his balls off.

For those of you on the fence about having a baby... let me inform you of all the "great" things there are about being 9 months pregnant... in no particular order: **Fair warning- definitely TMI coming up**

• feet/ankles- you lose them. I can't remember the exact moment I lost them, but they are gone. My ankles are now just an extension of my calves. Lovely. My feet... I can barely fit into flip flops anymore. I don't have feet anymore, I have loaves of bread that I use to walk with.
• water retention- my skin is so stretched out from all of this extra fluid I am carrying it is sad. I touch my leg for example and there is a white mark left behind... like when you touch a sunburn. The heat does not help this situation.
• shaving of legs- just forget it. Besides the dangers of losing balance in the shower... I can barely bend over to reach all parts of the leg.
• shaving of other parts- again forget it. If I can't see it, I can't shave it... sure as hell ain't gonna try "blind."
• belly- ha. No surprise when I tell you it is HUGE. You don't appreciate your "thin" self more than when you have this giant beach ball stuck right in front of you. Bending over requires a sort of spread-eagle squat. You have to make room for your belly... so I sit spread-eagle too.
• belly button- I don't have a true "inny" so it hasn't popped out. It is just flat. Kinda weird to look at.
• shirts are no longer long enough- since nobody needs to be seeing this gross belly, I walk around tugging my shirt down to avoid exposing my bare belly to the world.
• boobs- big.
• weird skin tags and freckles and such- being of European decent, I have a lot of birth marks and what not. Hormones multiplies the number exponentially. You also get these "skin tags" that the dermatologist simply tells you to snip off with manicure scissors. Doesn't really hurt but it's freaky. I also have that "raccoon mask" thing you hear about. Basically I look like a raccoon. Lovely.
• Hair- I hear about women who rave about pregnancy hair. Mine started of looking mangy at first. Towards the end, it's not much better, but doesn't fall out as much. The fun part of this category starts after birth, when you hair falls out in clumps. Nice.
• Pooping- it doesn't help that we have to take iron pills, but man... the pooping is a problem. First of all... the poops are HUGE! Is this your body's way of practicing exporting something bigger than the escape hatch? WTH? Then... it's like doot doot doot do doo... all of a sudden you have to poop and you have to poop NOW. Not like, "oh, I feel something brewing, I'll poop when I get home." Nope. Doesn't work that way. When the feeling strikes, you've got to go NOW.
• Hemorrhoids- OMG... it's like your insides are now on your outside?? This crazy phenomenon has only occurred to me since getting pregnant. WTH is going on down there? Makes the whole pooping and wiping thing a bit more challenging. I guess it's from the pressure of the baby down there... not fun.
• Farting- sorry to say it but it's true. I'm not one to ever purposely fart b/c I think it's funny, but when you are this pregnant, it just comes out. No control. I guess it's from your metabolism slowing down or speeding up. I think it's from the baby moving so much, he produces a bunch of air bubbles inside and they need to come out. It's crazy though.
• Peeing- same thing. NOW is not soon enough. I literally can pee upstairs and walk down the stairs and need to pee again. Obviously walking, especially down stairs, produces more pee. So I get it, but the ability to hold it is GONE. Wiping is another story. Remember, you sort of have to bend to wipe, unless you have long arms. I don't. So it's a matter of several yoga moves to get the job done. Trust me, I get the job done. I'm not THAT gross.
• Sleeping- Ha ha. Jokes on you. This is pretty much non-existent. You can only sleep on your sides, and in this particular pregnancy, the little dude prefers only the one side. So, I "sleep" (and when I say sleep I mean lay quietly in the dark waiting for the sun to come back up) on one side for 8 hours. My hips, arms, ribs, back, legs, everything is either numb or in pain. I guess I prefer numb.
• Walking- I am in full waddle mode. I have to get up slowly and be cautious when walking. This belly is HEAVY! If I get up too quickly I may give myself a hernia. And I walk slowly b/c walking too fast is a) impossible and b)painful and c)tiring!
• Heartburn- OMG... I used to just get it if I ate too late in the evening or too much and layed down too soon after eating. Now I get it sitting straight up, all day long, whenever. Pleasant.
• I'm HOT- Not just normal hot, but boiling hot. If no one else lived in my house with me I would have the AC on full blast, set at like 65 degrees. No lie. Because I DO have other people living in my house, it is set at 75 degrees and I lie in bed boiling to death.
• Toddler- I have a 19 month old soon to be 20 month old toddler that still needs/wants to be carried around at times. Not easy. Last night for example when he woke up from a bad dream or something, I needed to rock him for an hour. AN HOUR, people. Not comfortable, not something I think I should even be doing. Then he thinks he can get all comfortable and spread himself over my body in weird positions, where it becomes virtually impossible for me to handle it for a minute longer. Moms deserve gold stars each time this has to be done.
• Tired- bottom line. I'm tired. Creating a new organ (placenta) and a new little person is exhausting. Pregnant women shouldn't have to do ANYTHING AT ALL, especially the last month. Stupid me is working up until the end. Why? Because I am stupid. I also somewhat think that being at work is slightly easier than carrying a toddler around or playing on the floor all day long. I have 8 work days left. We'll see if I make. it.
• Drinking alcohol- I'm not a huge drinker... at least I didn't used to be. I am craving an ice-cold Coors light SO BADLY. I also am craving red wine. My goal after this baby is born is to have a drink every evening as part of my "me time." Oh, and I want to start drinking coffee, mostly because I love the smell of it so much.

I think I have covered everything here. Have I scared you straight yet? Holy Moly. My own little pity party and you've been invited. I do have to say though that I've been good about not complaining for 97% of this pregnancy. Man, these last few weeks have been brutal though. Thanks for listening.

October 11th.... bring me a beer!

Update.

Well... I am just over 3 weeks away from meeting little dude. Sooner if he should so decide. I'd be ok with that. I am SO READY! Here are some of the latest happenings....

Mabelle threw a cute and fun and much appreciated "Surprise Baby Shower" in my honor. The theme was "Hooray for Chrissy." Very appropriate. The shower for the first kid should be about the kid. Any showers for kids after the first should be about the mom.... mostly b/c being pregnant is not a barrel of monkeys. Don't make me list the things that suck about it. I am NOT one of those women that love being pregnant. I just don't get that mentality. Other than the awesome kid you get at the end of the journey... everything else pretty much blows.

My awesome co-workers also threw me a "surprise" shower... it was truly a surprise and surpriseingly I was ok with it (I don't typically ENJOY surprises where I am not prepared for the event). Mabelle's surprise was a surprise up until the moment Tony had to tell me to shower and get dressed up a bit b/c there was a surprise for me. But this work one? I walked right into the surprise... big FUN and also very much appreciated.

Nanny is working out well. There have been some adjustments to be made and some getting used to this or that... but overall she's a keeper.

I am ready for little dude to arrive. All things are set and now it's just a waiting game. I have a slight suspicion he might come early.... but then again I thought dude was going to be early and wouldn't you know it he came RIGHT when he was suppsed to.

That's about it... speaking of the little stinker... here is a picture of him eating a tortilla.

Sore loser? Maybe. In love with my boy, definately!

I just found out that Greyson did NOT win the Star Baby contest. I repeat, DID NOT WIN. I cried about it (seriously.... I could never be a pagent mom) and now I am in a horrible mood. The girl that did win is not ugly by any means, but Greyson is far cuter... and I'm sure has a much better personablity. I can't handle this rejection. No way I could ever do the pagent circuit. I would turn into a Lifetime movie mom who kills someone because of some contest. OMG. Save me from myself and don't ever let me enter the boys into another contest. WHAT A RIP!

So far so good...

Greyson made it into the top 50 thanks to all of YOU voting for him! Now it's time to really get to work. We have one week to get as many votes as possible. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE vote for Greyson everyday, from every email address you have. Here is the link. The radio station got smart and is now requiring everyone to register their email address the first time you vote using that email address. It's only for the first time though. It takes a minute or two... but we would really appreciate the time you take to vote.

Who can resist this face?

Greyson thanks you an so do I!

Nanny day 1.

I am hiding out in my room right now in an effort to avoid getting Greyson all up in a tizzy. See... his new nanny started today. On top of the fact that he has like 6 teeth coming in at the same time, he also had his 18 month check up today... which ended in 2 shots. Yikes. Mom and Dad also had to get a shot each (it was a family Whooping Cough Par-tay). So we get home from the doc's and there is new nanny... and G wanted ZERO to do with her. Then he took a nap. A long nap. When he woke, she got him- no crying. She gave him a snack- no crying. I left the common area- no crying. So... I'm in hiding until it's time for me to relieve the nanny and become mommy again.

For the record... I love nanny. She made some AWESOME smelling enchilada's for dinner... can't wait to EAT. She is very sweet and loving... the dude just needs to realize what he's got.

Update on little dude. 10 more weeks to go. We're in the home stretch. I CANNOT WAIT TO DRINK A BEER. Oh, and touch my toes. That would be nice too. Touching my toes while drinking a beer would really top it all.

Thanks for checking in.

It's the middle of July, already???

A lot has been happening around here. My mom was supposed to hang out with us for 6 weeks, saving us some cold hard cash for daycare, but that plan blew up a little. Dude is still in daycare until August 3rd. Then (angels singing) the NANNY STARTS! Yes, you heard me right. We are going to have a full-service NANNY living with us. I like to refer to her as the "oh-pear!" It will be so nice to not have to battle traffic to and from daycare to and from work. I can zip straight home to see my little pumpkin.

What else? Our trip to Michigan was a whirlwind. The dude handled it ALL like a champ.

Airplane ride to: Champ.
Three hour time change: Champ.
Various relatives (strangers) wanting to hold and kiss him: Champ
Airplane ride back: Champ
Three hour time change: Champ.

It's official. I have a new travel partner. (Sorry Mabelle).

I am 28 weeks preggo and in this heat (CA is having a heat-wave as of late) is KILLING me! I am SO exhausted and I still have 12 weeks to go. UGH!

This past weekend we participated in a 48-hour movie marathon. Meaning I actually had a part in a movie and Tony was the sound guy. Greyson just had to hang out on set and be cool. I'm sure this is exactly how Tori Spelling does it all. Needless to say, all three of us were comepletely exhausted yesterday. It wiped us OUT.

Did I mention how tired I am?

I wish I were doing THIS

(Greyson sleeping on the plane on the way home to CA- yes, he scraped his nose on the sidewalk. Chasing a dog he tripped and fell... ouch!)

OK folks... that's all I have for now. I'm so tired I can't remember my name.

Until next time...

oh, a favor please. A "blog-friend" of mine shared some pretty sad news... can you all hug a child a little extra today? They truly are little, walking miracles!

Happy First Birthday Baby Boy!