September 10th, 2009 by Alicia
Last week, I got a rare chance to wear Avonlea in a sling when we went to the park. I say rare because – truth be told – my baby doesn’t really like babywearing. I know, I know. Cue the shock and horror. Believe me, I’m just as baffled as you are. But it’s true. From birth she has always hated being confined, whether it be in a swaddle or a sling. When she sleeps, she stretches her arms high above her head like she’s dreaming of touchdowns or doing the YMCA. She despises being hot and will voice her opinion – loudly – if I so much as step outside with her when the temperature is above 80 degrees.
So for her, being strapped up against me, legs confined and sweating profusely, isn’t preferred. I can get about five or ten minutes out of her and then she’s squawking to be taken out. If I put her in a carrier asleep, she’ll wake up. She actually sleeps better in the bucket seat (much to the dismay of my wimpy arm muscles). And she’d rather hang out on a blanket on the floor than be cuddled up to me. Right now, the only time I wear her is when we drop Sawyer off and pick him up from school. A combined total of about 10 minutes, which she still sometimes protests. I’m not complaining though – her easy-going nature makes my life a hell of a lot easier.
So anyway, here we are at the park, Avonlea in the Peanut Shell. She lasted about 15 minutes. It was nice.
September 9th, 2009 by Alicia
September 7th, 2009 by Alicia
I have a nice long post cooking about the joy and wonderment that is my son taking a dump in his toy box in an attempt to exact revenge on me. I’m sure everyone is waiting with baited breath to hear that one. But tonight I’d rather sit on my duff and eat raw cookie dough bake cookies. So in honor of Labor Day, here’s a survey from Sarah at Ordinary Days about the most intense and incredible of labors – the one that precedes birth.
How long were your labors?
#1 – I was induced (just a word of advice, AVOID AT ALL COSTS), and loaded up on a stellar epidural, so I don’t really know. Induction began around 9 o’clock at night and at 7am I was four centimeters dilated and asking for the epidural. So I’d say real active labor began around then I guess. He was born around 2:30pm, so 7-8 hours?
#2 – I had my first contraction at 5am and he was born at 4:30pm. Active labor was probably four or five hours.
#3 – With this little girl, I was in complete denial through most of my labor. Contractions began around 7pm but I didn’t believe it was the real thing until I was hit with a monster contraction at 2:30am. I consider my actual labor to be only two hours.
How did you know you were in labor?
#1 – Kind of hard to miss that labor has started when they’re jump-starting it for you.
#2 – My contractions were consistent and I had lots of bloody show. I was also a week overdue, so there wasn’t much denying it.
#3 – I don’t think I was convinced this time until I had the urge to push. My labor was easy and I couldn’t believe it was real until the very end.
Where did you deliver?
#1 – Hospital. And a pretty undesirable one.
#2 and #3 – At home with a midwife.
Drugs?
Epidural with #1, nothing but adrenaline with #2 and #3. After the birth I took Lortab for a couple weeks to deal with the horrible tearing I had with #1. But nothing but Tylenol for the afterpains the last two times. Recovery is a BREEZE when you don’t tear.
C-Section?
Never even discussed.
Who delivered?
#1 – OB that I randomly chose because he was closest to my house.
#2 – My midwife caught.
#3 – Daddy caught!
Feel free to share links to your labor and birth stories. I’m a total birth junkie – can’t get enough. Happy “Labor” Day!
September 3rd, 2009 by Alicia
I’m so excited to have found Girl Talk Thursday via the lovely Mommy Melee. This week’s topic – your top five. As in, the five people you’re allowed to boink, no strings attached, whether you’re in a relationship or not. (Calm down, it’s all in good fun.) I admittedly have never had a list before now, so it took some brainstorming (and Googling “badass actresses” – shut up) to come up with all five.
1. Michael C. Hall
If you haven’t seen Dexter – you should. I’ve lusted after Michael C. Hall ever since I saw the first episode. In short, he’s a quirky serial killer who works as a blood spatter analyst for the Miami PD. And there’s a steamy sex scene in one episode that pretty much sealed the deal. I wanted to name a child after Dexter, if that tells you how much I obsess over this show. He’s in the new movie Gamer too. Yum.
2. Ami James
He’s an arrogant jackass on Miami Ink and 99% of the time I can’t stand him. But LOOK at him. Plus, he was a sniper in the Israeli army. BAD. ASS. Enough said.
3. Mark Hoppus
Blink-182 was my favorite band in high school, and some of that crazed fanatic mentality has leaked over into adulthood. I loved Mark Hoppus then, and I still love him now.
4. Jim Carrey
Okay, don’t laugh. Seriously. Beauty is more than skin deep, right? For the record, I don’t really find Jim Carrey physically attractive. Actually, I used to loathe the guy. Hated his movies. To the point that I refused to watch them. But now that he’s partnered with Jenny McCarthy, taken a stand against vaccines and been an advocate for her son? He has my heart all aflutter. Nothing more sexy than a man who is passionate about the same things you are. Jenny calls him the “Autism Whisperer” meaning that “he speaks a language Evan understands, and Evan feels safe with him.” Um, SWOON.
5. Billie Piper
Rent Secret Diary of a Call Girl. Watch the episode where Billie’s character, Belle de Jour, teams up with another call girl to work a threesome. Thank me later.
March 29th, 2009 by Alicia
Go here to learn more about this nifty meme.
Why no, I’m not mainly posting this because I haven’t blogged in a week and have an obsession with not being a blog-neglecter. *innocent whistle* It is pretty cool though. A nice way to wrap up the week’s posts. And it’s a little obvious that I’ve been posting a lot of recipes lately. Oops.
