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Toddlerese, Now In Sentences!

On Sunday after our lovely trip to the Museum of Natural History to see the dinosaurs, our good friends came over so the guys could do a fantasy football draft and us ladies hang out with the Pumpkin. We took a long walk to search for the playground area with the baby swings, which we found much to the Pumpkin's delight. After the draft, we all went out for dinner and had a great time.

We will ignore the part where I'm extra tired and crabby because of the weaning and the fact that I'm giving up coffee. Good times.

While we were at dinner waiting for our food, we gave the Pumpkin some raisins to tide her over. We try to limit the amount of raisins she eats because of the affect on her poop, but this child would eat them all day long if she could. Londo was trying to give her some at a time, but she kept wanting more and really wanted the box. So he gave her the box. Just not worth the fight.

Until I realized that she was eating the whole box and that she'd had a bunch e…

It Comes With the Job

Hey! Did you remember that I have another blog where I review things like books? Me neither! Just kidding. I remembered, I just haven't had much time to write anything over there. But last night I finally wrote my review for my TBR Challenge July book! I read and reviewed the book The Pact, by Jodi Picoult.

The book was excellent, but it's left me thinking a great deal about how I need to protect my child (and future children) and how to watch out for her (them).

For example, I worry a great deal about the fact that depression runs in families. Since I suffer annually from Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) and had postpartum depression (PPD), I am concerned that my children may also suffer from some form of depression. It's not an easy thing to live with, and I hope that they don't. But what if they do? Will I recognize the signs? Will I be able to do anything to help? Will they feel comfortable talking with me about it and asking for help when they need it?

I like to t…

Becoming Helpless

My parents raised me to be a strong, independent woman.

My mom encouraged me to explore, follow my curiosity, and trust in my body, mind and spirit. She passed on to me respect for other cultures and a travel lust to see other places, as well as the belief that I could go off on my own to see those other countries and cities. She never held me back, although she always held a safety net of love and support if I need to fall back.

My dad never had a different standard for his daughters than his son. He did understand that as individuals we had certain capabilities and needs that were different from each other, but if there was a sofa to be moved, he wouldn't wait for my brother or some other guy to help if I was there and up to the challenge. He did teach me that it was important to be respected as a woman but that it didn't mean that I should be treated as less capable of things than a man. When we packed the car for a trip, I was hauling bags and lifting them into the car. Whe…

Dinosaurs In My House

When Londo and I decided to go to downtown DC with the Pumpkin this weekend, I immediately suggested the Museum of Natural History so we could see the dinosaurs. Although Londo suggested a couple of other places, I insisted on the museum with the dinosaurs. I kept thinking about how the Pumpkin loves her book That's Not My Dinosaur and always points out the dinosaur in another book she has. How she has recently gone from saying "dino" to saying the whole word "dinosaur." I just knew it would be something she could look at and get and enjoy.

So Sunday morning, after the Pumpkin slept through the night (a rarity these days), I went in to get her out of her crib and told her we were going to see the dinosaurs today. She started saying "dinosaur" a lot, and we went to find her book and get her a sippy cup of milk. We sat down and read about which was and which wasn't her dinosaur, had breakfast, and got ready to go downtown.

When we got to the Natural …

Question of the Week - Favorite Sport

In honor of the Olympics, I'm wondering:

What is your favorite sport to watch?

It doesn't need to be an Olympic sport, after all it is about to be football season and I know that's Londo's favorite sport.

Mine is definitely gymnastics, and (as I've mentioned before) I love the Olympics especially because of the gymnastics. (PLEASE don't tell me the result from last night. I have it recorded and plan to watch it tonight!) My second favorite sport to watch is football. I loves me some football, especially the Redskins. I am indeed ready for some football!

What about you? Do you have a favorite sport to watch? Do tell!