Wednesday, August 28, 2013

phantom period

I'm having my phantom period, technically the pms part. I have ALL the rage minus the actual period. I mean I guess it makes sense but seriously can a girl have a break?? I kinda blame the heat too. We're in a major heatwave here and I swear its making people mental. Today while driving around people were just insane. I felt like the world had just gone full dipshit. But anyways the phantom period sucks. I knew it was coming last night cause I was just craving sweets like a maniac. I ended up making these stupid gluten free tastes like shit peanut butter not worth the few calorie cookies. Should have just gone full crap eating and at least enjoyed it but I've been on such a good health kick lately and I didn't want to mess it up cause I do really feel good and I'm finally losing my weight (slowly) Although today I would have killed for a pizza and not just any pizza but like pizza hut. I know super gross. Thats like some straight up pregnancy cravings. My hair is also starting to fall out so I'm hitting that part of post partum. Weeeeeeeeeee!

I'm back at kickboxing and as much as I hate it I love it. It's hard not being able to have all my energy and having extra weight but I am sweating like a fool so I know its gotta be doing some good. Today was the first day that I started to get back into a bit of a groove and feel more comfortable although I know I have a ways to go till I'm back to where I was. On monday I was taking off my gloves and some guy came up to me and asked if I was new. I told him I wasn't but had been out for awhile and just had a baby. He introduced himself and then said something to the extent of "Awesome, time to loose that baby weight." and just walked away. I know he didn't mean anything by it as he was super nice but he might as well of told me I was fat. I mean how does he know what I looked like before?? Errrrr. Stupid show off walking around with his shirt off and in like perfect shape. Jerk.

Our a/c decided to take a giant shit tonight. Somehow it flooded inside and all over our carpet and walls. The real pisser is we literally just got a new one installed a few months ago and this is probably the 5th day since then that we have used it. Mostly just annoyed that I will have to waste my day waiting for a guy to come out and fix it between wrangling the kids and missing a playdate. That and our walls will probably have to get fixed. Its just an inconvenience especially when its brand new. That and its hot, like hellish hot tonight. Thinking cool thoughts for tonight and lots of ice water.

Waiting for dance to start. 

Opie likes to eat my basil so Olive took care of business. 

Funny kid. 


The chickens don't really care for tball. 

My sous chef. 

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

pacifiers and miley

I'm listening to Olive sing a song in her bed, actually its been about 30 min of singing. Kid hates to sleep but I refuse to let her drop her nap. Nope, no way, no how. We're in the middle of a crazy heatwave. I guess we are finally getting that summer. Like running the a/c hot which is pretty rare for here. We managed to go for a walk in the park this morning. It was hot as shit but nice and pretty. We've mostly been trying to run errands and get stuff for Olive's party. I can only manage about 1-2 stores with them before someone need to eat, poop, or sleep so getting stuff done is much harder. I'm trying to do everything as cheap as possible which means going to a lot of stores to compare prices. It's annoying and time consuming but I'm getting there. Super excited to get everything and have the party, think it will be a lot of fun if we can pull it off. 

I think Otto is teething like crazy. Seems early but I read they can start now and not pop a tooth for months. I checked and Olive got her first tooth at 5 months. The amount of drool coming from him is insane. I ran my hands across his teeth and couldn't feel anything so who knows. Poor guy. He's been such a trooper especially how he just goes along with all our daily things like a champ. He's a sweet little guy for sure. He has starting laughing and its adorable. Its a goofy little laugh that just makes me smile so much .Olive really gets the smiles out of him. He can't keep his eyes off her, it's crazy how fascinated he is. She is pretty fun to watch as she never stops. I have a confession, I've been giving him a pacifier. I know total hypocrite. I hate it. Its not the idea of what it is so much as I don't want him to get addicted to it. I know most people think I'm nuts as its not a big deal but it is to me. Sometimes it just calms him enough to chill out for a while. Since he's already such a mellow baby it really helps. I know I just need to get over it and I'm trying but it was just something I was so against. But honestly I'm learning to never say never cause you never know. I also have to let go of everything I did with Olive because he is such a different baby. I just want to parent him the best for him and sometimes that means doing different things and being a different parent that I thought in my head. It's silly I know, parenting is weird especially the second time around. I have confidence this time around which I lacked with Olive but I also have more guilt with him because he doesn't get all the attention like Olive did. I feel like I am picking him up and putting him down all day to get stuff done. I know he doesn't know any different and he is happy as can be but I still feel guilty. Mostly I just need to get out of my head. 

Let's talk more exciting things like Miley Cyrus. I mean isn't it my mom blogging duty to talk about her.  I caught the middle of the performance and it was enough. I was mostly embarrassed for her. I mean I get sexy but this just screamed sad to me. I'm no prude so I'm not offended by sex, little to no clothing, or a sexy dance but I felt she just took it to a different place where it just got into that train wreck mode. There was no talent to her air humping everything, it was just stupid. My mother in law sent out a interesting article which was a good read. The more interesting part was my husbands response. This is what he said. 

"That mother is annoying and will probably annoy her kids with that rant.  She'll be lucky if her kid even pays attention to her.  Miley is an entertainer, and judging by the publics outcries and attention, a very good one.  She (and her parents) chose a life of celebrity.  So this was her only choice if she wanted to stay relevant as an entertainer into her 20's.  Lady Gaga was basically naked in the performance before her, and nobody cared.  Miley isn't a normal kid, she's a celebrity and she's simply acting like one.
If she starts giving BJ's for crack, that's a whole other issue.  But she's just following in the footsteps of Cher, Madonna, Lady Gaga, etc.  It's show biz, and parents need to teach their kids how to separate themselves from it.  Not try to explain that what Miley did is wrong."

I never even went there and he is so damn right. Maybe as a women with a daughter my first instinct would be to explain to my daughter that Miley is a raging whore and you don't want to look/act like that cause people don't respect that kinda girl but really she isn't a normal person so you can't compare. Not to say this is an easy conversation to have but I get that its a start. We have a few years till Olive is into that stuff but even this weekend when we were at a birthday party (with 5 year olds) they were talking about loving Justin Bieber and when I was watching the girls dance I was a bit shocked. Obviously they were just doing what they saw other dancers do and at 5 they probably don't get the shock value/sexiness of it but its there even at 5. I don't remember caring or knowing about any pop culture at 5 or even close to that age. They have so much more access to it now and I get that but sometimes its a bit scary and overwhelming. Having a daughter is going to be tricky for sure!

Welp as usual I went all over the place in this blog like a total lunatic. To the photos.........

Painting a shirt. Love me some arts and crafts. 

Busted out the cloth. Manly airplanes and a lot of pink. Sorry dude. 

When its quiet something like this is probably happening. Creative little thing and he was pleased. 

I'm back and it sucked like in the I'm going to pass out kinda way. 

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Sorry Otto's face. 

Remy and Otto. 


Sometimes he sleeps with me in the morning. 

Watermelon tour. 

Yellow watermelon. 

Prefers the red. 


Donuts, pjs, and a movie. 

Nola's 5th birthday. 

fro yo. 


I made a funny little feather thing. Thanks to pinterest! 


Super dad. 


Cousins and lipstick. 


Last day of swim. 

2.5 months. 


Hot walk in the park. 

So many peacocks. 

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Stranger Danger

So yesterday we had our first semi creepy stranger experience. I mean I've encountered weird people with my kids but yesterday stuck out. I was getting the kids into the car after dance class and there was a middle aged man 2 cars down putting his dry cleaning in his car. He saw Olive and said something along the lines of "hello little girl, what is your name." Of course Olive immediately responded without hesitation. Then he walked over and asked her for a high five. I immediately grabbed her hand and said we have to go. He walked away. At first I felt super awful like he could of been some nice dude but seriously you don't talk to little girls in parking lots and you especially don't give them high fives. I went through every scenario in my head. Like what if he grabbed her, what would I have done? I mean obviously I'm thinking worst case here but it was weird. So even if he was a nice dude he shouldn't be approaching my kid in a parking lot. So the drive home I tried to explain to Olive about strangers. It was seriously the hardest conversation we've had. I mean how is an almost three year old supposed to understand this? I explained to her that some people are bad strangers and some are good so we have to be careful and we can't always talk to everyone. She told me that yes we can. It was a pointless conversation as she wasn't getting it. It was easier to explain to her how Otto came out of my belly which has been a question she generally likes to ask in public places. So I'm not quite sure how to handle the stranger thing. I want her to understand this so bad because she is super outgoing and has no hesitation in approaching people. Why do people have to be so creepy???

In not so creepy news we spent the last week up in Mammoth with my mom. It wasn't exactly a relaxing trip but it was a ton of fun and we got to do plenty of stuff. It was nice to be outdoors even if we spent most of the time wrangling kids. We hiked, walked, picnicked by a lake, rode a gondola, and watched Olive zip line and horseback ride. Kid is fearless. She is so my kid. I used to be like that when I was a kid but not so much anymore. I think I remember when it switched. I was probably in my very early 20's and I was riding the snowboard park in mammoth. There was a huge jump and I hit it way too fast and overshot it and landed so hard on my head. I can still remember laying there thinking I was going to die it hurt so bad. I honestly don't know how I didn't get a concusion. But I'd say that was my turning point to where I learned shit hurts and I should probably be sorta cautious. Anyways it was hard to get back to reality after being away and I still feel outta sorts but that usually happens after a trip. Olive starts school in a few weeks so I'm trying to work out our schedules with all our activities and get everything set for that. We're also planning her birthday party which is going to be a ton of work but hopefully pretty awesome. Its going to a busy month but I'm pretty excited about it.

Ready for the photo overload??

This one is a happy one. 

Beach buddies. 

I got my hairs chopped and I have lipstick on. It was date night. 


Pool hangs. 

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My brother and I both can't draw. 

Sonia and Olive. 

Strawberry Picking. 

The funniest little ride around the farm. 

Roadtrip to Mammoth. 

Good little road tripper. 

Finger holder. 

Teenage Olive. 

Top of Mammoth. 

Blue ring pop mouth. 


She got this far and bailed off. Not a fan. 

This was more her speed. 

And this was her most favorite thing ever. She did this for hours! 

My mom is pretty funny. I'm sure Olive will figure this out soon. 

Still hates hiking. 

Lake dance. 

Mountain bang trim. 

Olive and Cutter. 

Wine tasting in the village. 

Feeding the critters.