Mommy confession …
The other day I had a momentary flash of guilt when I spent $39.
It was not even on me. It was not on shoes or clothes or nail polish or delicious turquoise tights or any of the somewhat extremely frivolous things I used to buy regularly daily before I became a mom.
It was on USED BABY CLOTHES!
I was at Frenchy’s with the lovely Lindsey and our baby boys, and found a ton of awesome clothes for Baby Boy. Tees, golf shirts, pants, onesies — even a windbreaker, and I’ve been trying to nab one for a month now.
As I loaded up the counter with my finds, and I saw the total come to $39 and change, I was like, Wow, I don’t normally spend that much here!
I still can’t believe that was my initial reaction. I came out with a huge bag of great clothes. I should have been saying it was ONLY $39! What a steal, etc.! But I was actually — for a second — kind of like, Oh, do I really need all of it? Sheesh.
I would never make it shopping in Gymboree.
Five awesome new things my 11-month-old just learned to do
- Wave. He seemed to be a little late on the wave-train, but now he’s really gotten it. He waves at us. He waves when visitors leave. I’m really obsessive about making sure to always have the people wave back, so he gets the give-and-take nature of the wave. Although yesterday I saw him look out the window and wave … but no one was out there. At least no one I could see. Perhaps he was waving at that moving truck across the parking lot?
- Say “Yum-yum-yum.” It started with a few bites of whipped cream. He made a “Mmmmm” noise as he sucked it off the fork, and then went “Um-num-num-num.” Of course, this got me all excited, and I started feeding him bite after bite of strawberry shortcake and encouraging the “num-num-num” cuteness. While he happily gobbled bite after bite of dessert. The kid is a genius.
- Sprint. Want to see a kid run like he’s training for the Olympics? Open the dishwasher. He’s around the corner and grabbing for the silverware like there’s a freaking fire.
- Defy toilet rules. We had a big problem with Baby Boy splashing in the toilet water (and dropping things into the bowl) when the lid was left open. So I finnnnnally trained Darling Husband to keep the lids closed (he’s always been awesome at leaving the seat down, so this was a new battle for us). And then what does Baby Boy do? Learn to lift the lid with one fat little hand so the other hand can splash in the water. Sigh. Off to buy toilet locks. I hope our guests figure out how to use them.
- Explore the outdoors. We’ve been spending a lot of time with Baby Boy outside lately, now that Nova Scotia seems to have woken the eff up and realized it doesn’t have to rain EVERY day. And he has loved plucking stands of grass and dandelions and carrying them around. BIG progress the other day at the park, when he picked up some bark and did NOT immediately put it in his mouth. Please let him be learning not to put every single thing in his mouth. It’s very stressful for Mama.
Not Me Monday: Strange purchases edition
I did not walk into the mall the other day with Baby Boy and Darling Husband and come out with the following (strange!) combination of items:
- Toilet locks
- Bubbles
- Pregnancy tests
- A bouncy ball
- A bag of popcorn the size of a garbage bag
My Husband Rocks Friday
Dear Darling Husband,
Thank you for being such a big help before all of our condo showings.
I know it sucks that we haven’t sold our place yet, but I have to admit that these last few months have REALLY demonstrated that you are an awesome cleaner.
The bathrooms? Amazing.
Your magic scrubbing abilities on the kitchen floor? Just … wow.
I half-suspect the reason we haven’t sold the condo yet is because God is showing us that THIS IS HOW OFTEN we are supposed to clean. And … we weren’t quite doing that, before we had to, you know?
Thank you for being my own personal Mr. Clean. I love you!
Love, your wife
xoxo
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