Rebecca Eckler: Love her!

Just finished reading Rebecca Eckler’s Knocked Up … for the 8th or 9th time.

I also own Wiped! and Toddlers Gone Wild, and have read them each an embarassing number of times.

FYI, I am obsessed with Rebecca Eckler. I regularly stalk her website and blog, and am pretty close to e-mailing her to gush about her awesomeness. Once upon a time, I was also a journalist, so I know how the hate-mail comes in fast and furious, and those nice e-mails are few and far between.

Anyway, if you are thinking of getting knocked up, I highly recommend her books. Since I am the first of my friends contemplating it, reading Rebecca’s books is like chatting with a girlfriend who’s already been through everything.

Must log out now, and begin re-reading Wiped! Have to read ’em in order! Good night!

Dogs: Kids in training

My dog is my fur baby. I tell her so every day.

I firmly believe that dogs — and cats — are excellent training for real babies. They are a time commitment, a financial commitment. You need to love them, take care of them and be responsible for them.

So because I heart lists, here are the top 15 reasons that dogs are like babies:
  • You arrange your social plans around their need to eat/pee/poo.
  • You punish them when they are bad. Usually with time-outs.
  • You vow that they will sleep in their own beds.
  • Sleeping in their own bed lasted exactly two nights. Now they are in yours.
  • You buy them speciality food, and wind up re-heating some frozen crap for yourself.
  • You dress them in adorable outfits and accessories.
  • Sometimes even little boots.
  • You buy them a Doggie Stroller.
  • Your husband is embarassed by the Doggie Stroller.
  • You take photo after photo of them — and make Facebook albums.
  • They have their own Christmas stocking. And pile of gifts.
  • They have wicker toy baskets.
  • You take them in the bath with you, and they have their own shampoo and fluffy towel.
  • You arrange play-dates with other dogs.
  • The play-dates always end with your dog pooing on the floor of your friend’s home.

I’m sure my relationship with Little Dog will change once we introduce a flesh baby into our family, but for now, she is my yummy angel.

TTC to-do: Begin taking prenatal vitamins

CHECK!

Ha! This might just be the first thing I’ve checked off this mile-long to-do list. Was in the drugstore last night with Darling Husband, and made a beeline for the vitamin aisle.
DH looked a little wary as he saw me pick up the Materna, but I quickly explained that no, I not already pregnant — it is something you should take a year or so before becoming pregnant.

That is the case, isn’t it? Materna’s website says it’s important to take it at least 12 weeks before becoming pregnant, but meh, it can’t hurt — right? Hmm.

Anyway, it had the folic acid, which I know is important, plus all kinds of other good everybody-should-have-them vitamins, like A, C, all the Bs. So instead of just taking those little folic acid pills that my obsessed doctor keeps pushing on me, I thought this would be a better idea.

Took my first one this morning with my pancakes — it was gignormous and pink, but went down easily.

The package says to take it before conception (check!), during pregnancy, and while breastfeeding, so it looks like I will be taking these things for the next, oh, three years? At least? Better get used to it!