One of those days


Arggggggghhhhhhh! Sorry, had to get that out of my system.

It is one of those days, dear readers, where you wonder why exactly you are part of the corporate world. Why you put up with the stress, the drama, the deadlines. 
… Oh right. The paycheque.
I know working full-time is just what I am supposed to be doing at this phase of my life, but sometimes it just feels so …  feels so “I-don’t-want-to-do-this”!
It is definitely days like this that make me want to be a stay-at-home mom (“SAHM” appears to be the cool way to write that on the ‘net). When I think about eventually going on maternity leave, and possibly never returning to the corporate jungle, it seems like a good idea … maybe.
But then on other days — days when work is not stressing me to the core — I wonder how I could give it all up to stay at home. I’m damn good at my job, I think. Wouldn’t I miss it?
Perhaps I should keep a tally … the days where I want to be a SAHM, I check one box, and the days I want to be a working mom, I check a different box. But that’s not really a practical way to make that decision, is it?
Just ate a brownie with my Diet Coke, but am still in this mood. Counting down until EOD!

I can’t believe I ate that …


In my continuing saga quest to get healthier before bebe, I tried something drastic.

Yes, I mean drastic. I ate … Muesli.

According to the all-knowing Wikipedia, it’s a “breakfast cereal based on uncooked rolled oats, fruit and nuts.”
I saw the box in the grocery store and (stupidly) thought, “Oh, that looks good. A nice healthy breakfast will keep the daily Materna from upsetting my stomach. Yes, Muesli it is!”
So this a.m., I mixed 1/2 a cup with my raspberry yogurt, and attempted to down it …
How does it taste? Well, this should tell you something — it was developed in a freaking hospital.

I think I will go back to Cheerios …

Trampoline dreams

OK, so last night I dreamed I was preggers, and accidentally found myself on a trampoline — a big no-no for mamas-to-be.

I tried to get over to the edge without bouncing the baby around, but everyone around me was bouncing like crazy.
Strange!!!

Preliminary pricing

Yay! Sneak attack on the baby stuff front!
While shopping at Sears yesterday with Darling Husband, I managed to “accidentally” walk us past the baby department.
Well, maybe it wasn’t even my own doing. It was right next to the mens’ clothing department — where we were buying ties and dress shirts — and on the way to the escalator. Fate? Hello?
Anyway, we have walked directly past this department many a time before, but yesterday was different. I did my usual “Oooh! Can we just look for a sec?” — like I have done a million times before. DH usually replies, “Ah, no!” and leads me to the exit. But yesterday, he just smiled and rolled his eyes.
Wow, majah!
I began making a quick loop of the baby “stuff” section (cribs, high chairs, strollers, car-seats), as DH followed patiently. When I stopped to look at a three-wheeled stroller, he actually said, “Ohh, that’s too bulky. It would be hell to fly with.” And I agreed.
We were having a discussion about strollers!
Giddy with excitement, I led us to the high chair section. Since I have not really researched any “practical” baby stuff yet, I had no idea what kind of prices to expect. I was thinking maybe $300 for a high chair?
I was relived to see high chairs were only about $100. There were even cribs in the $100-$150 range. People like us can afford to have babies, and they don’t have to sleep in drawers!
DH seemed to think the prices were reasonable too, until he saw the “complete travel system” that had a carseat that fit into a stroller …
It was … very close to the $500 mark, and he freaked a tad. I tried explaining that it included a carseat, and that it was also a whole stroller on its own, but he was still in shock. Time to go!
Honestly, I had been start showing him the prices at Petit Tresor — then maybe he will see that we will be getting away cheaply at Sears!

Oooh, I want to go there!


Drove by a very cool-looking science-y kid kind of place yesterday afternoon.

When Darling Husband and I have kids, I can totally see us going places like this. It had tons of exhibits about electricity and magnets and stuff, but looked like it would actually be fun, as well as educational.

OK, so maybe I was never very good in science — yes, I do think I would learn something in a kiddie science emporium!

So I would really like to go to this place, but the trouble is, kids are the key to getting in. This is not the kind of place you could enter without them, I’m sure.

Really, kids are the key to a lot of cool places. Like playgrounds, especially those awesome indoor ones that are like three stories high. And … well, I can’t think of any other places right now. But dammit, I want to go to that science place!

Perhaps I will nab one of the nieces or nephews in order to get in …