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It has been hot. H-O-T. Hot. Combine that with the fact that I am now eight months pregnant and was told to walk by my OB and we had ourselves a tough situation. It was easily solved by deciding to head to our local mall. Unfortunately, many others had the same idea and the place was a madhouse. Crowded, hot and a recipe for disaster with two hot, quickly overtired children.
…read moreIt is said that 80% of new mothers experience some sort of postnatal mood disorder after the birth of their child. I can count myself in that statistic twice. I am a Post-Partum depression survivor two times over. Pregnant with my third child I do have some concerns that I will be hit by this “disorder” once again and have two other children to care for in addition to the brand new one. Oh, and myself. I can’t forget that the I will need to take care of myself as well.
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Infantino’s Twist & Fold Activity Gym ($39.99) is a Step 1 product, that means it is geared for ages 0+. I was sent this product to review and while my kids are a bit beyond the activity gym age I do have another one on the way next month who will get great use out of it. You know that old saying- ‘Out with the old and in with the new’? Well, it applies here!
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When you are pregnant you are privy and prone to getting loads of advice from everyone including your doctor, friends, family and even the grocery store cashier. Everyone has a story to share, a bad labor experience to impart and generally wants to dispense what they believe to be the most hilarious story, gruesome event or genuine nugget of wisdom you will ever hear. More often than not you have to control your facial muscles to keep from a.) yawning, b.) laughing or c.) showing anger. After a few short months it becomes old hat. You have heard it all before.
…read moreLet it be known that I am a die-hard original fan of the SATC series. In fact, I watched the first episode right when it came out. Did I have any idea that I was on the cusp of a pop culture phenomenon? No, I only knew that it was love at first sight. The show was fresh, the writing not just witty but thought provoking and it appealed to my early twenties self as I embarked on my own with a set of girlfriends in a new city.
I am the mother of two fun loving, smart, highly independent and tough little girls. The oldest at four is the more serious and shy of the two, while the youngest at only seventeen months is more prone to banging her head on lamp posts and getting other kids to join in the fun. When I found out I was pregnant for the third time my husband and I were at first shocked then surprised and then surprised yet again. Surprised the second time at how many assumptions people made.
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My husband has been sick for days now with what I’ll call a ’seasonal migraine’. I say this because the weather has changed. It rains. It’s humid and then sunny. It rains again. Look out for lightening! Now it is sunny and 70 again. What started out as a tiny headache has massed itself into a multi-day journey of squinting eyes, moaning, going to bed early, sleeping late and squeezing of his head.
I tried to be nice. Really, I did. I get migraines myself so I know just how debilitating they can be. But you lose my sympathy when you decide not to take any sort of migraine medication you have or even a tiny aspirin. When I ask if you need anything, if you took any medicine and you snap back, “No! Don’t tell me what to do!” I’m done. I’m done with being quiet and trying to take the kids out of your way. When it is day three of this, with what I will now call, “behavior”, that is when I turn into Nurse Ratchet.
Nurse Ratchet wants you to take your pills or she’s calling in the guards, aka the screaming kids. Nurse Ratchet will tell you things like, “You need a cold compress for your head.” And then not lift a finger to get it for you. When you ask where the cold compress is that she was going to get she smiles sweetly and says, “Oh, I never said I was getting it for you. I simply thought it was a good idea for you to have one (insert twisted, evil smile here).” Her maniacal laughter still rings in the air.
Clearly, I have no bedside manner. Florence Nightingale syndrome has eluded me. Nurse Ratchet is the one that reigns and even my four year-old knows it. She’s heard the phrase, “Your legs aren’t broken” enough to take her skinned knees elsewhere if she wants any of those princess band-aids to adorn her kneecaps.
Mean Mommy came out of her cave again last night. I keep hoping that she will go on a nice, long, tropical vacation somewhere or even get the chance to tour the vineyards in Italy but it doesn’t look promising.
Everyone told me that it isn’t the Terrible Two’s I had to watch out for the but Tantrum Three’s. They were quite right. I have never seen anything so dramatic, over the top or hysterical than the tantrums thrown by my daughter. She makes the women on ‘Rock of Love’ or the ‘Bad Girls Club’ look like nuns. At one point right around the holidays she seemed to have turned over a new leaf. We breathed a quiet, stealthy sigh of relief and made the sign of the cross. Weeks went by and our house was a happy home. Dinners were ate with quiet conversation. Errands were run without hysterical sobbing episodes. All was quiet on the western front.
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Each time I’m pregnant it gets worse. The “pregnancy brain” and its forgetfulness is much more apparent, my body grows more weary and I can do less and less at a time. Gone are the long runs or even the short ones. Dance Party USA with my two kids at our house becomes a distant memory. That is unless I want to throw up for long periods of time afterwards. Thanks, but I’ll pass. Someone else can run the dance party and tunes.
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Due to the SURPRISE! we received recently when we found out we were unexpectedly going to be parents for the third time, I compiled this list. I need to alright. I’m sicker than the last two and I was just fitting into my old clothes again from the second kid. Nards!
So here we go- Top Ten Reasons it’s Good to be Pregnant-Again!
1. New baby gear. Because I got rid of it all just six months ago when I thought we were done.
2. Shopping! Even if it’s for maternity clothes.
3. I get to eat as many bagels as I want and I don’t care. Seriously. I am going through them like their candy. I should buy stock in cream cheese while I’m at it.
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