Pirate Ship on the beach

For those of you not a friend on FB, or those of you who can't get enough Milo pics, here's a few shots of my BIG BOY!

I'm getting sick of this BIG BOY shit...what happened to the swaddled bundle of lazy? (pouty lip, nostalgia...tear)

I'm not as hippy as I claim to be...

In case you haven't noticed, I'm a mommyblogger.  And I also scout other mommyblogs on a fairly regularly basis. This stemmed from my mad search of pregnancy websites during pregnancy.  I is/was going through a brand new odyssey and I needed company.  Clearly pregnancy and then the ensuing parenthood wasn't a new idea, but to me that labryinth needed a guide.

Today, I stumbled upon a blog of a couple that recently (yesterday) gave birth to their first baby.
A girl.  In the post leading up to the delivery, the mama-to-be talked of natural childbirth, cloth diapers, growing, cultivating and preparing baby food, attachment parenting including co-sleeping, 100% breastfeeding and finally fullfilling her dream of being a stay at home mom.

I couldn't help but scoff. Pfft.

And, yes, that's a big fat no-no.  We mothers shall not pass judgement on our fellow mothers.  Judging. Judge Judge Judging Judy of the Judge. Poor Taste! Boo! Hiss!

Though this said blogger, let's call her Judy, has not yet posted the birth story of labor and delivery, I'm DYING to know if she made it through her first goal of doing it AU NATURAL.  OH NO, not just w/o drugs, but giving birth AT HOME.  NO DRUGS. NO DOCTORS. NO NOTHING BUT THE GODDAMN DOULA!

oh, i just don't get it.

I've always been afraid of giving birth.  Even though I've done it, been through it, still have the t-shirt, I'm STILL AFRAID of the damn thing!  Yes, I'm full of scoff and snort but it comes from a place of FEAR. I truely don't understand people who go through things KNOWING it's going to be painful.  And I have yet, to sit and talk with someone who has been through the ALL NATURAL way of delivering a child.  I need someone to show me the light.  So to speak. I just want to understand.

Looking back, I had a short and easy labor and delivery. Though Milo came at 36 weeks, he did not suffer from any complications.  He was a healthy 6 lbs 14oz, 20 inches.  I did not go through PPD.  Milo did not have Colic.  My husband was able to take 4 weeks off from work after Milo was born.  In some ways, looking back, it was good.

But still. It was the HARDEST most JARRING experience, having a baby. No matter the research, the parenting blogs, the mental prep, the friends, the family, the advice, the ripping, the sitz baths, the meditation and yes THE MEDICATION.  FUCK IT -it wasn't much like I thought it would be.

SO.....who out there did cloth diapers?  grew and prepared their babys food?  breastfed 100 percent for 1 full year?...Do those things WORK? and work well for you? Dude, my hat is OFF.

In all fairness, I did start off with the best intentions.  I made Milo food, breastfed and we did the co-sleeping thing-all until it didn't work anymore.  And that's all I've got to say about that.  So perhaps my judging judgeness is from envy. I have no will power or endurance. I am lazy and a retard in the kitchen.

But I'm ok with that.

Shame on me for taking the path of least resistance...but,

I am not regretful of getting an epidural.  Never felt regret for buying a breastpump AND filling in the gaps with formula.  And I feel absolutely fine for giving my baby jarred food fresh from the grocery store.

These things made my life easier.  At a time when life was anything BUT.

Karma is a funny thing though, huh?  The doctor who delivered me told me the next pregnancy will be considered "high risk" due to how early and how quickly Milo came.  I may not have a choice in the whole epidural matter next time.  So, who knows? I may be singing the praises of roadside, drug-free, "just me and you baby" birthing stories...

This particular blogger doesn't know it yet, but she just found herself a new follower.  I'm looking foward to seeing how her journey into motherhood plays out...

"I don't think that I'm better than you, but I don't think that I'm worse..."
(ani d.)

did someone say HOA?

again? yes...

Apparently when I said HOA in the previous post I summoned the universe to add more saga to the drama.  I needed more HOA in my life...

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No they are not sponsoring me.  Yet. Here are a couple of things I'd like to touch base on:

Crazy Hat Party

The Easy's crashed a party this weekend intended for fun hats, look my house renovations are finally completed, this is fun but I have no idea who most of these people are...good times..

but this guy looks familiar!

Where are the Hummingbirds, dad?

p.s. That is one MEAN sage bush!

There goes my ride home...

                                                          ...or was she taking me home?

 Oh my, it was the last weekend of the summer! I wonder what foolishness comes next?

Happy Anniversary!

Here's to our Bachelor Degree in Marriage! Here's a little video tribute to our 4th Anniversary...enjoy!

passing the time during someones nap

1.  No I do not feel "old" just because I would like a new set of dishes. And new towels.  And a new set of pots and pans.

I'm 31.  Asking for a Barbie doll may be a tad sill, no?

2.  My husbands birthday is on 9/11.  I think we had a good time anyways.  This would be the moment where I link in a picture.  But, well, still waiting for the not so GEEK SQUAD to send my camera back to me.  Fuckers.

3.  I love putting lines through text.  It's fucking awesome.

4.  Pic moments not captured: Milo drinking from the syrup bottle.  Milo trying to drink from the Arizona Green Tea jug while climbing into a dresser drawer.  Intimate fun moments with my boyfriend husband.

Breaks over, back to work...