Monday, April 29, 2013

Things I should feel bad about, but don't

getting dressed, messy house, potty training zoey, mad at drew for sleeping thru fynn, doing things with people

Last weeks Things I should feel bad about, but don't. Was so well-received that I thought I would do it again... that and I have a lot of things in my life that I probably should feel bad about... but really don't. 

I judge people. A lot. Mostly people I know, but sometimes complete strangers as well. Like the woman I saw at the grocery store Tuesday who was whining at her kid for being annoying... I could have felt bad for her, because her kid probably is really annoying. But the fact that she was whining AT her kid just made me think poorly of her... yes, I know this probably makes me a bad person... nope, I really don't feel bad.  

I avoid showering on the weekends. Unless I'm going somewhere. I mean somewhere more impressive then Home Depot or Dunkin Donuts . Yeah, I'm that smelly person... but I just want a day or two... sometimes three... where I don't worry about the whole hygiene thing. (go ahead and judge me, I totally would)

I don't put away clean laundry. Eventually some of it will get put away... but most of it gets worn straight from the dryer or laundry basket. It takes forever to put away, and it's just not that important to me.

I let my dog eat off my silverware. Zoey is quite adept at eating off a fork. Or a spoon. Or even lick right off an ice cream cone I'm eating. I know I should find it gross, but it really doesn't bother me. 

I often pretend I'm listening. Actually this one I (sometimes) feel bad about, but I often am trying to do multiple things and then someone comes to talk to me and I kinda, sorta, maybe listen to them... but usually have no idea what they were talking about once their done. 

I could go on... but let's not spill all my dirty little secrets at once :) What's something that you know you probably should feel bad about, but don't? 

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Sunday Social

Did you sleepwalk as a child?

Not that I know of. Knowing my family, they would have told me and made a big deal about it if I had.

Did you ever try to run away or sneak out of your house?

I "ran away" once when I got in a big fight with my mom... I spent about 3 hours sitting up in a tree on the edge of our property. When I gave up and went inside because I was hungry... she hadn't even noticed I was gone. I guess I failed at running away. 

Did you have any imaginary friends?

OhEmGee yes... I had a ton of imaginary friends. I'd make up these whole scenarios and act them out, pretending that my "friends" were contributing the other half.

Did you ever go toilet papering?

In high school once a bunch of the girls from the softball team and I did it to our captains... except we called her dad first to tell him what we were doing, so he wouldn't be pissed. We were real tough. Real tough.

Did you ever sneak tv shows you weren’t allowed to watch?

All the time. As a kid my sister and I weren't allowed to watch MTV, The Simpsons, Saved by the Bell... I could go on and on... so of course whenever we were home alone we watched all those shows. When I got a little older and started staying up later then my parents, I started watching a lot of rated R movies that were on late at night... technically I was never told I couldn't watch them... but I'm pretty sure it was assumed. Funny part about all these things we weren't allowed to watch is that my brother has always watched whatever he wanted... including some shows that we weren't allowed to... he's ten years younger than me. I think my parents just gave up. 

Saturday, April 27, 2013

My Current Obsession

While perusing my sister's Netflix account (thanks Abby!), I came across the show Revenge. My brother-in-law and his girlfriend had told me about it this summer and said they were obsessed, but with the whole new baby thing I didn't exactly jump on the bandwagon.

When I saw it on Netflix I figured I'd watch an episode or two, maybe watch the whole series when I was bored... except I became obsessed. I watched the whole first season on Netflix in about 2 or 3 days... then freaked out because season two wasn't on there, but the show on ABC is currently on the 17th episode of season two. How on earth was I going to get caught up!?! 

I spent about two hours one night scouring some sketchy websites trying to find free full episodes. And then I did :) I've been watching every night after Fynn goes to bed when I should be blogging/cleaning/getting caught up on school work. It's an obsession. I feel like I have to find out what happens next. I've even been going to bed later in order to watch "just a little bit more".

Anyone else obsessed with Revenge?

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Co-Hosting Let's Be Friends Bloglovin' Hop

Hi Everyone! I am so thrilled you are joining us for the Let's Be Friends Bloglovin' Hop this weekend! 

 If you haven't noticed, I changed things up a bit. I have switched my blog hop to an emphasis on Bloglovin'. I suppose I decided to do this because I love Bloglovin' quite a bit, and find it a great place to follow my friends as well. Of course, feel free to link up your blog for GFC also! 

Jamie from Bugs and Beans

Niquelle from Paper Plane

Amanda from My Show


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Thursday Thoughts

  • There's this school bus that I often encounter on the way to work in the morning. It pulls into oncoming traffic (okay, that's an overstatement... he pulls into the other lane where there is sometimes another car coming) and expects that people just stop so he can back into a road to turn around... umm... since when do school busses have that right? I get the whole red/yellow lights and stopping for kids getting on/off... but pulling in front of people so he can turn around? So not feeling it. Not to mention he turns around on a road that makes a big horseshoe and reenters the same road 20 feet away... why the heck doesn't he just go around the road rather than being a jerk?
  • Every morning when I get to school there are at least two parents parked in the bus/fire lane at school. Parked. With their car running. While they walk their kid into school (which is about 200 yards to the entrance of the school). I get there early enough that there are no buses coming, this is the morning care set coming in... is it bad that I really want to move their car ten feet over into an actual parking spot? Like I have to restrain myself from doing it every morning. Partially to mess with them, and partially because they're being stupid... not even lazy, because the parking spots are equidistant from the entrance as the fire lane. 
  • The week after a school vacation? Sucks. I'm so not feeling this week and more than ready for it to be over. The kids are antsy. I'm tired. And the week is just dragging like crazy. Not to mention that we're hitting that time of the school year where things get hectic, crazy and there are a lot of extra responsibilities and things to get done. Not. Fun. And not conducive to blogging. Thus my lame thoughts. 

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Learning {not} to fight

Drew and I have been fighting a lot lately. Okay, not "a lot" as in we're at each others throats... but we've been arguing more than usual lately and getting really frustrated with each other over stupid things and letting that escalate out of control.

I know that a large part of our arguing comes from lack of sleep. Although Fynn is only (usually) up once a night now, we're still not getting great nights sleep every night. 9 1/2 months of crap sleep will take it's toll on anyone... but to be honest I'm worse when I'm sleep deprived. I become an emotional, frustrated mess. I pick fights. I say stupid things. And I cry... a lot. 

The past few weeks it felt like we were always annoyed with each other and fighting about things that made no sense. Things like one of us would say something. The other would say it had a "tone" and we'd argue about what was said and how it was said until we were both incredibly pissed off with each other and saying things we didn't really mean. 

One of the biggest things we've fought about lately is his involvement with Fynn. I have felt since she was born that a majority of the responsibilities that go along a kid have fallen on me. Part of that is expected because I breastfeed, so he can't really help with that. He also works longer hours and doesn't have the sweet vacations that I get throughout the year... but there are a lot of little day to day things that he could help with, that he doesn't. He on the other hand feels like he does way more than I give him credit for and really doesn't appreciate my saying he doesn't (see that, I'm be objective here are trying to look at both sides of the issue).

Yesterday though, we sat down and decided that it has to stop. We made a promise to each other that we would go a whole week without fighting. We're each making the conscious effort to avoid nit-picking or snapping at each other. Not going to lie. It's hard... and it's only been a day. But this really is something that is important to us and something we need to work on, both for the health of our relationship and for Fynn. Who doesn't deserve to hear us arguing. I know a week doesn't seem like much, but it's a start. Hopefully after doing it for a week it will be more of a habit and we'll both be in a better place. 

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

I cooked... don't laugh!- Easy chicken, brocolli and rice casserole.

I know I've mentioned it before, but I really don't cook. If it doesn't come in a box, bag, or can... I struggle to make it work.

That being said, Drew and I cooked an awesome chicken, brocolli and rice casserole the other night that was easy as can be... as in so easy I didn't even mess it up. It's also a recipe that required little prep, and is perfect for little ones (Fynn went to bed before she could try it, but she'll be having some for lunch tomorrow!) Thus, I had to share.

Here's how to do it:

  • Chicken breast (we used 1 1/2 pounds)
  • Cream of Mushroom Soup-1 can
  • Cream of Chicken Soup-1 can
  • 1 1/2 cups of long grain brown rice (not the instant kind... though I don't know if it would make a difference, this is just what we used)
  • 2 cups of water
  • 1 bag (12 oz) frozen brocolli
  • pepper to taste
To prepare:
Mix the two soups, water, rice and (frozen) brocolli together in a large glass baking dish. Place the raw chicken breasts (we cut ours in half first) on top of the mixture. Add pepper to taste. Cover with tin foil.
To cook:
In a 375 degree oven bake the casserole for 1 1/2 hours. Don't stir. Don't mess with... maybe check on every now and then to make sure your house isn't burning down.


That was it. It took us maybe 5 minutes to prepare (mostly because we had Fynn crawling around our ankles slowing us down). Then we just left it while it cooked and ate. It was delicious!

Monday, April 22, 2013

At 3 am, all bets are off

98% of the time I love the fact that I breastfeed Fynn. I love our bonding time together and the fact that I know I'm doing what I feel is best for her*. But, at 3 am... all bets are off. The one thing I hate about breastfeeding is that it all relies on me. I'm the one who gets up in the middle of the night while Drew gets to stay warm and cozy in bed... more often than not snoring away blissfully unaware that she's even woken up. As I sit in the rocking chair nursing her... I find myself resenting him for not having to do this. I know it's horrible, but in my sleep deprived state I often vow that our next child will be formula fed... just so he has to be equally involved in the middle of the night.

That's not saying he's not involved. We've had this fight a million times in the past 9 1/2 months. He does a lot for Fynn... but it sometimes feels like it all falls on me** When we're together, I'm obviously the one who feeds Fynn. When we're apart I have to pump, then put together the bottles, then wash said bottles and my pump... because apparently he can't help with any of that? Frustrating, because I'll mention it and he'll go on and on about all the other stuff he does do. Awesome. But I don't see you getting up in the middle of the night to get her back to sleep. He has (lately) gotten better about getting up and getting her for me some nights... but he often sleeps through her cries (which I just don't understand in the least big) and doesn't understand why I huff out of bed to go get her again.

So at 3 am, or whatever time she gets up on any given night... I find myself resenting the fact that I'm up again, exhausted, trying to get her back to sleep... while he got to flop over and pass back out.

*please no snark on the whole breast/formula feeding debate. We all do what we feel is best and that works for us... I won't judge you if you don't judge me. Deal?

**Drew, shut up. I don't want to fight about this again... just venting how I feel

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Sunday Social

What is your shopping weakness?
These are just her
newest headbands...
she has more than 50
It used to be shoes and handbags. I have a ton of both because any time I saw a cute one or a great sale I had to buy it... but now my shopping weakness is cute baby clothes. Especially headbands (as if you couldn't tell!). I love all the cute little girl stuff you can find out there and it is SOOOO easy to dress Fynn up all cute and girly. And she looks good in every style of clothing.

What is your food weakness?
Carbs. I love carbs. Bread, chips, candy, pasta, etc. I have a really hard time saying no... which is why I usually don't. I know I need to get my eating habits out of control or I'm going to end up 500 pounds after I stop nursing... but it is sooooo hard.

What is your go to movie to watch when nothing is on?
I usually have a movie on the DVR waiting to be watched when there's nothing else on... right now it's Despicable Me. Before that it was The Hot Chick. I often find random movies playing on TV that Drew has no interest in, so I tape them to watch later when I'm bored. 

What is your go to breakfast food?
A multigrain bagel from Dunkin Donuts. I (usually) only let myself have one a week, but it is by far my favorite thing to have for breakfast. At home I tend to go with something lame like toast or a bowl of Cheerios. 

Do you drink coffee? If so how do you take it?
The smell alone of coffee makes me nauseous. I keep trying to drink it, mostly because I want the caffeine fix, but I really can't. Smelling it makes me feel sick and actually drinking it makes my stomach hurt for hours. I've tried it a lot of different ways, and it's just a no- go for me. While I'd like the caffeine... I am glad I'm not one of those people who has to have their coffee in order to wake up in the morning.

Saturday, April 20, 2013


My post yesterday about my teeth and retainers made me think a lot about braces... and their massive cost.

I still can't believe my parents spent so much money, just to give me straight teeth. I don't know the actual amount, but I'm sure it's a ton knowing what I do about orthodontics (which is very little). Granted, I'm truly grateful as I was blessed with a mouth full of crazy teeth. Overlapping, random angles, and a few extra teeth were my lot in life. Now I'm lucky to have fantastic teeth that earn me a lot of compliments on my smile.

But was it worth it?

Will I be willing/able to spend that much money on Fynn should she "need" braces?

I honestly don't know. It's worth it to me in terms of feeling confident and comfortable with my own mouth (how it looks, not the crap that comes out of it). But I still find it crazy that something as small as uneven teeth has become this huge industry in which we feel compelled to "fix" these "imperfections".

This world is a crazy, crazy place.

But check out those pearly whites ":) 

Friday, April 19, 2013


Bet you thought that this post was going to be about Fynn teething, didn't you? Nope, this one's about me (since that kid still doesn't have a single tooth. Pretty sure she's going to go to kindergarten with a big, gummy smile)

The other night I randomly decided to wear my retainer. I haven't worn it in more than a year... actually pretty much since I found out I was pregnant because retainers and massive morning sickness don't quite mix for some odd reason. Lately I've noticed that some of my bottom teeth have shifted, so I figured I'd put my retainer in to try to get them back in place. To be honest, I didn't even think my retainers would still even fit, so I was shocked when they slid in without too much protest. The next morning my teeth were quite sore, but everything seems to have moved back into their "proper" place. Which leads me to my question today:

How long will my teeth move for?

I got braces in the 7th grade after having a bunch of baby AND adult teeth pulled (apparently I had extra teeth... like a shark). I wore braces, a lip bumper, and headgear (just at night!) for two years before getting them removed a few weeks before starting high school. Cue, the retainer. I was told to wear it 24/7 for awhile, then just at nights. But there was never a end date mentioned. As in "wear these until you're like 18 and then you'll be good to go and have perfect teeth". I didn't really think much about it, just figured I'd wean off of them slowly. 

Well, that didn't quite go according to plan. First off, I never actually wore my retainers 24/7. I couldn't talk with the damn things in and was way too vain to walk around like that. So I wore them all the time when I was home and then shoved them in my pocket when I was at school or with friends. I never felt like my teeth moved much because I had them in a lot. Over the years I started wearing them less and less until I graduated from college when I was wearing them once every two weeks or so. I'd wear them move often if I felt like my teeth were moving, but they usually went in pretty easily.

I'm now 26. I've had my braces off for 12 years now, yet my teeth still move. Not much (clearly since I was able to fit my retainers in after a year of no use) but enough that I don't think I can toss my retainers. Will I ever get to that point? Or is it my teeth's nature to attempt to migrate back to their original position for the remainder of my life? Am I going to be an 80 year old lady popping in her blue retainer at night in the nursing home? (assuming I still have my own teeth at that point) Or is there a point where my teeth will just become accustomed to their new homes and give up on moving? Am I a freak for thinking about this so much? Probably.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

The Bloglovin' Collective

Today I'm co-hosting The Bloglovin' Collective. I've found a ton of awesome blogs through this link up, so link up, hop around, and discover some new people! 

Bloglovin Blog Hop

Welcome to the weekly Bloglovin Collective party!
There are many out there in Blogland like it, but this is THE Bloglovin' hop you do not want to miss.

Bre @ Peacoats & Plaid

Amanda @ My Show
Sarah @ Limited Space Organizing
Jamie @ Things in You
Lindsey @ Follow the Ruels
Beth @ Arrow in the Eye
Caitlin @ The Petite Chronicles

**Co-hosting slots are filled until May 30th**
Send me an email at peacoatsnplaid(at)gmail(dot)com if you want to get on the list

Thursday Thoughts

  • It's vacation week... but I've discovered this year that "vacation" is not the same when you've got a kid... oh how I miss the lazy days of getting up at 9, bumming around all day, and just doing what I wanted to do. Now we're up by 6 and my day is centered on an 18 pound "crib midget" (to quote a friend of mine). Right now I could use a vacation from my vacation!
  • I have this bad habit of over-scheduling myself over vacations... I make all kinds of plans with friends I haven't seen in weeks (some of them months). I schedule all kinds of appointments, and I make it a personal goal to clean the house... and then I fail. Between the appointments and the dates with friends I end up too exhausted to actually be productive... and then I end up frustrated that I didn't get things done. You would think I would learn... clearly not happening
  • Fynn's currently entered in a local radio station's cute baby contest... I so wouldn't be opposed if you wanted to vote for her. She's #0116. I don't even care about the prizes (I actually didn't even know what they were until after I'd entered her) I really just want bragging rights. 
  • I got my hair cut the other day, and while sitting in the chair getting my hair washed I thought about whether or not people close their eyes during this... I usually do, because otherwise I feel awkward like I'm staring at the person/the wall in front of me, but what do other people do? 

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Things I should feel bad about, but don't

I totally stole this idea from Steph at Bourbon and Glitter... and to be honest, it might become a recurring post as there are a lot of things in my life that I should probably feel bad about... but just don't

Zoey is not even closed to trained. This dog gets on all the furniture, sleeps on our bed, steals food from our plates, jumps on everyone and is kinda a pain in the butt. She doesn't listen worth crap and is constantly in our way. BUT, we love her and we're not changing it... we've kind of giving up on really training her, and I'm cool with that

I get really ragey towards Drew at night when he's fast asleep and Fynn is screaming her head off. Seriously? Why do I always have to be the one to get up with her? I get it, I brought it on myself by choosing to breastfeed. However, often she just needs a snuggle to fall back asleep. Pretty sure he's perfectly capable of snuggling. 

On days when Fynn and I are just bumming around the house? We don't usually bother getting dressed. Either of us... unless she makes a major mess. Even then I'll often just throw another pair of pjs on her rather than real clothes. 

99% of the time my house is a pit. A dirty, nasty pit. I'd blame it on having a baby in the house... but it's been like this since we moved in here. Cue the massive panic when someone's coming over and we have to do the mad scramble clean up before they arrive. 

I don't really like doing things with people. Most of the time. Not all the time. But I'd rather be at home with my family then out shopping/eating dinner/whatever "fun" activity you're asking me to do. It seems like every year I become more and more of a homebody. 

That's it for today... what are some things you know you should probably feel bad about, but don't? 

Tuesday, April 16, 2013


This post was brought to you by Mavatar. All ideas and opinions are my own.

I love buying things online... probably because it's easy and I'm lazy. But the major benefit from online shopping is being able to compare prices. I'm cheap frugal and love finding a good deal. 

Enter Mavatar. It's a web browers ad on or iPad app that you can use while shopping online. You just shop from their supported stores like you usually would. When you add items to your cart, Mavatar's smart shopping cart automatically searches for any deals and promo codes for the item and applies them. It also includes the shipping costs so you can see how much the item will really cost you (I hate when sites show you this great "deal" and then hit you with huge shipping costs) You can also ad your own coupons and promo codes to the app and Mavatar will automatically apply it wherever it will work.  Then you just check out as usual at the regular site. 

The app is easy to use and also saves your carts from different stores for you. That way, if your like me and add stuff to card and then debate about it for a couple of days before buying, you can have all your items and promotions saved. You can also create wishlists to share with others... in case you need a *hint*hint* for someone in your life to buy you something you've been eyeing.

Here's a screen shot of the app on my iPad. It lets you look at items by category, and then add them to your cart. You can then look at your different carts (from different stores) and see how much you can save. Now, obviously, I'm not going to buy a $348 sweater... but it was cute, and if I were going to buy it, I could save $21.50. The app automatically found that discount for me and added it. Now I need to go play around and find a bathing suit for myself. Fynn starts swim lessons in a few weeks, and this Mama's got nothing to wear! 

Monday, April 15, 2013

Conversations in our house

As I decimated a Lindt Dark Chocolate Bunny tonight

Drew: That poor bunny never saw it coming

Me: Nope... cause I ate it's face first

10 minutes later

Drew: Crap, know what we forgot to buy tonight?

Me: What?

Drew: Bacon

Me: Did we need bacon?

Drew: Don't we always need bacon?

Typical conversations in our household


Old school Dance Team pic
I miss dancing. I danced for years. I did different styles of dance over the years from hip hop to ballet and pointe. Multiple classes when I was a kid through high school and then my college dance team. I love it. I love the way the music takes over my body. I love the way I feel when I perform in front of an audience. I love that dancing is the one time when I feel in control of my body and not all spazzy. I love that it's a workout that doesn't feel like work to me. I can (and have) danced for hours on end without wanting to stop and without feeling exhausted (until the next day when I couldn't move. 8-hour dance workshops will do that to you).

I haven't really danced since I graduated college. And I feel like a part of me is missing. After all those years of classes, practices, and performances... it just feels empty.

Dance team junior year
In the five years since I graduated college I've debated about taking classes at local dance studios, but haven't done it because 1) they're majorly expensive and 2) most of the classes are for kids/high schoolers. The adult classes they do have are usually for beginners. I may be a little rusty, but I'm no beginner. 

Zumba was a good "fix" for me for awhile there. It wasn't quite the same, but it let me move and listen to the music and just have fun with it. I had to stop when I was about 7 months pregnant because the workout was just too much for me. Now that I'm ready to start again, I discovered that my old gym doesn't have Zumba class anymore. 

So I'm bumming out and trying to find a new place to Zumba or other classes to get my dance fix on. Dance has just always been a part of my life until recently, and I'm in need of that release... I just need to find a place to do it! 

Sunday, April 14, 2013

9 Months

This last month was a big month. I feel like Fynn has grown by leaps and bounds in the last month. So here goes this month's update.

Dear bitty baby who isn't that bitty anymore,

Little girl, you are growing up right in front of my eyes. I love watching you discover and learn each and every day... but I wish it would just slow down! There are so many new things that you've done this month, here are just a few:

  • You're 28 inches long and 18lbs 10 ounces... which is just 10 ounces larger than you were 3 months ago... I'm blaming the slowdown in weight gain on your incessent crawling the last month or so... you're definitely getting in a good daily workout. 
  • You crawl! It was amazing. For weeks you did the inchworm across the floor. You'd pick up your butt and rock back and forth, but not get anywhere. Then one day I went to pick you up from daycare, and you were crawling around like you've been doing it for months. Since then you've just gotten better and better at it
  • The day after you figured out crawling, you also figured out how to pull yourself up on things. Now you can get up and stand using just about anything. Our legs, the couch, random toys. You name it, you use it to stand.

  • You can stand pretty well. You wobble all over the place, but you can stand for a minute or too usually before you lose your balance
  •  You've become really clingy lately. You love Mama and always want to be held by me. Which is adorable, snuggly, and a little obnoxious (sorry kid, but I'd really like to be able to pee without you either in my lap or clawing at my leg... just saying)
  • Still no teeth... maybe you will just never had teeth. You can be the only baby with dentures instead. 
  • You wave sometimes. It's hard to tell, but when we tell you to say "bye bye" you will often raise up your hand and move it around like you're trying to wave... it's just not quite a wave

  • Talk more. You make new sounds with vowels and multiple syllables
  • Love dog food... like you want to eat it... we spend a LOT of time redirecting you away from the dog bowl
    You make this face all the time, it kills me
  • Figured out how to open cabinets. Thanks a lot. Now we have to have those stupid locks on all the cabinets... which means I can't really open them either
  • You play with Zoey. As in actually interact with her. The two of you like to play tug of war over toys. It's hilarious because you two each pull on it and then when Zoey gets it and runs away, you crawl after her and take it back!

  • You do NOT like your jumper any more... any time we try to put you in it, you fight us and make it impossible for us to put you into it. 
  • You're sleeping so much better now. You go down easy at night and only get up once during the night. Sooo much better then when you were up 5+ times a night. 

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Saturday, April 13, 2013

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Friday, April 12, 2013

A concerning discovery

While going through the materials in one of my curriculum science kits I discovered this:

Yup, that's right. This science kit was last updated in 1998. Um... pretty sure I was a student at this school in 1998. Granted, it's a microscope/cells unit, so not much has changed in that time. But seriously? 

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Thursday Thoughts

  • Why do I have a million ideas for blog posts during the day... but then I can't remember them at all when I sit down to write. Frustrating
  • Drew and I discovered Tuesday that Fynn's doctor's office doesn't have any toys in the waiting room. What kind of pediatrician's office doesn't have toys?!? (and yes, I get it's probably to prevent the spread of germs... but isn't that half the fun of going to the doctors?)
  • Why is it that short days/weeks always feel so much longer? Tuesday I had a half day to take Fynn to her peds appointment. That afternoon dragged.on.forever. This week is a 4 day week (VACATION STARTS FRIDAY WOOT-WOOT) and it's the longest freaking week ever.
  • Speaking of vacation. Okay, I get that it's awesome that I get so many days/weeks off (not to mention summers) but why is it that the last two weeks before any vacation feel like hell weeks? Is it because I know vacation is so close and the wait is agonizing? Or is it because my profession is such that after 6-8 weeks of it my mind is in desperate need of a break?
  • Is it bad that we often sometimes call the baby to "come" while snapping/whistling/patting our legs? Or it worse that she "obeys" better than the dog? Pretty sure Zoey has no idea what we want when we tell her to come (or she just doesn't give a crap) while Fynn gets all excited and crawls over to us. 
  • At night, when I go to bed, I miss Fynn. She's right in the next room, sleeping peacefully... but I just miss her and want to hold her close. By the time I go to bed at night she's been asleep for about 3 hours and I just want to scoop her out of her crib and snuggle with her. 

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

A sleep update

I haven't updated about Fynn's sleep issues lately. Mostly because... we're not having those issues. Ever since that first agonizing night of sleep training, things have gotten better and better. 

The back story for those who weren't here for it, or for my new followers: Fynn hates sleep. For the first 7 months of her life it was a constant (losing) battle to get her to sleep at night or nap during the day. At night she would be up anywhere from 4 to 7 (yes SEVEN) times a night. Each time would take a good 20-30 minutes to get her back to sleep. We were co-sleeping in a vain attempt to get every second of precious sleep we could manage.

We were a mess. Drew and I were bickering about stupid crap because we were both so tired. Shockingly, Fynn was cool with so little sleep. I've never seen a happier sleep-deprived person in my life. The rest of us though? Not so happy. We wanted to avoid sleep training, okay I wanted to avoid sleep training because it just felt wrong to me to let my sweet little baby lie alone in her crib and cry herself to sleep... but we got to a point where it just had to be done. For all of our sanity. So we did it.

And our lives changed.

That first week was miserable. I sat on the couch each night questioning myself. Worrying that she was hungry. That she was cold. That she was hurting. But little by little it got better. We went from listening to her scream for 28 minutes. To no crying most nights. The majority of the time now, when I put her in her crib at night, she snuggles her face in the mattress and passes out. That's it. No fuss, just sleep.
Catching flies during nap time
Granted. Things aren't perfect. She still gets up once a night and I feed her because I'm weak and worry that she's not eating enough (um, have you seen her thighs... clearly that's not an issue). She gets into bed with us around 2:30 each morning to nurse and snuggle, which I love. Naps still suck at daycare, but she naps great when she's home with me. I think there's just too much going on at daycare for her to sleep, whereas I'm boring, so she's cool with napping. 

Monday, April 8, 2013

I ran tonight

I ran tonight. For the first time since Fynn was born. Actually for the first time since I was about 5 months pregnant. Yes, it was way overdue.

I've never liked running. I get bored easily and get winded really fast. Even when I was really good shape, I had a hard time with running... yet I keep going back to it. I want to be a good runner. I want to be able to run long(ish) distances without my lungs exploding. I like that feeling when my legs burn and my body aches the next day and I know I really pushed myself.

I always admire those people who run. Whether it's a mile. A 5K. A marathon. Etc. Now I need to work to become one of those people. Clearly a marathon is not in my future, but tonight I ran a whole mile and a half. And I only stopped to walk once. Mostly because I didn't like the song that was playing, so I had to fiddle with my playlists. Pathetic? You bet. But it's a start. So I'll take it.

And now I'm going to sit on the couch for the rest of the night. Basking in that post-run glow of aching legs and burning lungs... and probably eat a bunch of Cadbury mini-eggs... because obviously my run burned about 6,000 calories, so I should probably replace them. That's how this whole exercise thing works. Right? 

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Well, THAT explains a lot

The other day one of my students was giving a presentation. She was explaining how dreams work and why we dream... and then she said something that really caught my attention. She said that when your woken up during your REM sleep cycle, it affect the memory part of your brain. The next day you'll feel foggy and have a hard time concentrating and remembering things... which explains why I've felt like I've been losing my mind recently.

I feel like Dory from Finding Nemo lately. You know, the whole three-second memory thing? That's me. I write myself 100 notes a day just to remember basic things that should just be part of my routine... and even then I forget them! While her explanation doesn't help me fix my problem... it does help me understand it a little better.

You learn something new every day.

Friday, April 5, 2013

My New Toy

About 6 months ago our vacuum bit the dust. It started smoking and smelled nasty. It was a vacuum we'd had since college, and hadn't really worked right since the crazy cat lady in the apartment across the hall from us senior year borrowed it. We don't know what she did with it... and probably don't want to know... but it was never the same. Nevertheless, we're cheap, so we continued to use it for way longer than we should have. Once it started smoking, we ditched the thing, mostly because we were convinced it was going to burn down the house.

And then for 6 months we just didn't have a vacuum. That's right. 6 months. 

It should probably bother me, but to be honest, we only vacuumed about ever 6 months anyway. Yes, I should probably be ashamed to admit to that. In my defense, our whole downstairs is either hardwood or tile. Upstairs is carpet, but until Fynn was born, the only room we used up there was our bedroom. Thus not vacuuming for 6+months and only being mildly concerned about it.

Now that Fynn's crawling, we realized this shameful housekeeping couldn't continue. After a few weeks of pulling hairballs, dirt, and even a ladybug oncce (only once!) out of her little hands (or sometimes her mouth) we got fed up. 

We did some quick research. Found the vacuum we liked. Headed to Sears. And bought this:

Isn't she perty?

I love the fact that it's orange. It just makes the crappy job of vacuuming at least a little enjoyable. It's a Kenmore canister vacuum with all kinds of do-dads that Drew claims can clean a bunch of surfaces. Whatever. It also has a handy little attachment that is for pet hair. Zoey doesn't shed, but her hair (and mine) does end up all over the place, so this should be cool should I ever decide to actually use it. 

I used the vacuum the day we got it... and will probably use it again sometime soon (don't you love my devotion to a clean house?). It was really lightweight, easy to use and the cord retracts easily which means it doesn't get all tangled up and messy.

The part that killed me? As we were walking out of another store that same day, Drew turns to me and says "what's with you getting all the toys lately? First the iPad, now the vacuum. I think I need to get something cool for my truck now"

Right Drew. Cause the vacuum is 1) a toy 2) mine- let me go die laughing at the though of ANY cleaning product being mine. I'll admit it's pretty, but I had much better ideas for how to spend almost $200. I hope this kid appreciates my sacrifice.

FYI- this is not in any way a sponsored post. I bought this bad boy with my own hard-earned cash, but if Kenmore or Sears or any of their affiliates wants to sponsor me or provide me with, say vacuum bags or any other products to review, I'd be totally open to it... just saying :) 

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Scrap This

Below is a guest post from Michele from The Mommy Blogger Directory

Ladies, are you religious in your scrapbooking projects? Do you see life through a camera lens, scrapbooking your baby's first steps and that fun family vacation while it's still in progress? Then it's official - you are a scrapaholic!

I get lost when I'm scrapbooking. Forget about laundry, scrubbing floors or making dinner - my little pea-brain is concocting a brilliant masterpiece. So many colors and fonts to choose from. So many cute phrases, cut-out paper dolls and embellishments. We scrapaholics have more than enough stickers and papers to choose from to keep us busy for years! When you invest that much time and money in your craft, it stands to reason that you should have a beautiful book to display your work in.

For a limited time you can purchase a high-quality album at an unbelievable price. The album has a slot in the front to display that special picture that is too good to hide inside. And with four themes to choose from; holiday, camping, birthday or family vacation, you're sure to make your scrapbook friends jealous. To order your album, simply choose which theme you'd like, and enter your credit card information along with the address. Once your order has been processed, it will take about 2-4 weeks for deliver. (*Disclaimer: I don't actually have a blog, or even scrapbooks you can buy, for that matter. But if I did you better believe they'd be incredible!)

Please feel free to check out my photo gallery to see some of my masterpieces. My flair for color and decor is put to good use in my scrapbook. I'm picky when it comes to embellishing, so trust me when I say - I'm a genius! Sometimes I just sit here for hours, staring at my divine works of art. Why, these scrappings are too good to be viewed from here - they belong in a museum! Hey, I warned you about my pea-brain.

Thursday Thoughts

Thursday Thoughts

  • It's conference time again... blah. So my head is not in the blogging game (thus the lame blog this week)
  • I'm always jealous of the cool things people get in subscription boxes (especially Jennifer) so I decided to pony up and get my own. But then I realized it's always more fun to get Fynn stuff. I signed up for Citrus Lane and am SO psyched to get our first box. If you're thinking of signing up, you can use this link, and we'll both save $10.
  • Fynn's teeth are bothering her a lot this week. Those bad boys need to hurry up and break through. This stuff is getting old. Real old. Kid was 9 months old yesterday. Where are the teeth?!?
  • Drew's been blog stalking me lately. Go figure. Hey hun, I really want this iPad cover. It will protect it from that fall that it will inevitably take. And yes, it needs to pink (duh!)
  • After today there are only 5 more days of school until April vacation. Good thing too, because this Mama needs a break.
  • Question for any of you moms out there who pump/have pumped. I'm supposed to go on a 10 hour field trip with my students in about a month and a half. There's really no way for me to pump during that time. Is this possible? Fynn will be 10 1/2 months at that point, but as of right now, the longest I've gone without pumping or nursing is about 6 hours... so I'm a little worried. Advice? Ideas? Do I need to bag on the trip and send another teacher in my place? (which would be disappointing for my students AND me)
  • I've got no other "thoughts" this week, so here's a cute picture of Fynn instead: 
    I love that she's wearing three
    items of striped clothing...
    none of which match.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

If all else fails, make fun of your kid

Back story. We went to a birthday party for Fynn's BFF a little while ago. We gave her a toy truck that spits out little plastic balls. While at the party. Fynn was obsessed with chewing on a plastic ball. This is the conversation that followed that party:

This conversation explains 1) Why Amy is my BFF and 2) why Fynn and K are BFFs as well. 

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

A new car... it may be wishful thinking

In high school I drove a minivan. A '95 minivan. When I got it, it was already 8 years old. Complete with the carseat in the back for my little brother (he was 6 when I got my license). While I loved the fact that I 1) had a car and 2) it was free. I hated the fact that I drove a minivan. Fast forward 3 years later and my dad was buying me a car since the van bit the dust. He bought me this cute little car. I loved that. It was small, comfortable... and not a minivan. Five years after that, when Drew and I bought our first car together, I wanted to stick with the small car size. I liked being able to fit into small spaces. I liked driving a car. 

Please notice that I said "liked"

Once Fynn was born, I realized I want something bigger. Something that handles well in the snow (because this IS Maine after all). Something that feels a little more substantial. Back in December we looked, looked, and looked at SUV's and crossovers, including some pretty little Nissans. We found several that I loved. Several that I could picture myself driving. Several that I really wanted. Unfortunately, we don't seem to be able to afford it right now. Which is disappointing. Because I want a new car. A pretty, shiny, bigger new car for me and the baby.

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