Happy Birthday!

It’s my 1 year blog birthday! Wow. Time flies. I never knew if I’d stick with it. I think I’ve done a decent job at keeping up with it although I know I can do better! Here’s a little recap of what’s gone on in the past few months since my last blog….
Summer is in full swing so we’re trying to spend as much time outside with the little monkey. He LOVES the beach, the park, watching baseball games, driving his power wheels and playing in his sandbox. I enjoy blowing bubbles the whole time. It’s therapeutic. We will definitely have to find a carnival to go to because this kid is a little daredevil and I’m sure he will love carnival rides.
Next weekend I will participate in my second 5k. I mostly walk it, maybe a quick jog here and there and it’s totally for fun. It’s one of the Craft Brew races so there is a little beer party at the end. Clearly I’m going for the beer. My goal is to do just a little better than the last race since I’ve lost some weight since. I am down 28.2 lbs thanks to Weight Watchers and will power! Summertime is tough because of all the yummy food but my health is much more important!
In two weeks my baby cousin is getting married! I can remember when she was born! My little man will be in the wedding as well as me and I just can’t wait to see how cute he will be! I will definitely cry! I can’t wait to celebrate their special day with family, friends, good food and open bar!
I will definitely blog about my race and add some pictures of my little man. Til next time!!


Confessions from a mother

I have a confession. I used Tylenol when I was pregnant. I also got an epidural when I was in labor. I didn’t have a vaginal birth, I had the dreaded c section. I had my son circumcised. And I vaccinate him too. I also don’t buy all organic because I can’t afford it. He drinks cows milk. I also let him eat sugar, oh and I use Splenda. And I don’t post this all over Facebook, because no one cares. Personally I believe you should vaccinate your children but if you decide not to, that’s the risk you’re taking for your children. I really don’t need to see this all over Facebook. I trust my doctors because they took an oath stating they would practice medicine honestly. Also, I don’t need to see articles written by unreliable sources stating my vaccinated child is not as smart or as healthy as your unvaccinated child. That’s just dumb. And so is this blog! I had to put it out there. Thanks for reading and now you know my deep, dark secrets.

Tyler got a haircut today. How cute! Am I a bad mother for that too?! 🙂


I am so, so, sorry…

Dear Blog,

I am so, so, sorry for neglecting you. How did this happen? Has life gotten in the way once again? I promise you it’ll never happen again. Unfortunately that promise will most likely be broken, but I will definitely do my best to blog more often.

It seems like Birthdays, snow storms and work has made me a hermit but now that Spring is on its way in I’m feeling a little more human. Seriously Spring officially begins in two days and I can’t be happier. I just want warmth on my skin and flip flops on my feet! I’m hoping we get a “real” Spring and not the typical New England Spring where it snows more than it should. We shall see!

I started a new chapter of my life…Weight Watchers. I did this years ago, but I really hated going to meetings. I’m doing it only online and through the iPhone app. I’m on week 3 and the weight is slowly coming off. I look forward to cooking and eating healthy but I’m also able to eat out like a normal person. I’m excited to see the changes, and this is a long time coming. My son is 2, and I’ve made every excuse to justify the fact that I haven’t lost the baby weight. Now’s the time! And if Jessica Simpson can do it, so can I!

Happy Birthday!

Tomorrow my itty bitty baby boy turns two. I will never forget the day he was born even though I was on A LOT of drugs due to preeclampsia. I was induced at 37 weeks and due to complications of the induction I was rushed into the operating room for an emergency c-section. I never prayed so hard in my life. At 7:43 pm they began and at 7:44 he was born! My first vision was him peeing on the pediatrician. He was a tiny little guy, 6 pounds 9.3 ounces and 19 inches long. Funny how I can’t remember my license plate number but those numbers I will always remember. This past year has been a ton more firsts. He walked at 16 months, talks up a storm, and has turned into the sweetest little boy. We have so much fun together even if we’re just sitting around playing with his toys. I won’t lie, I don’t want him to grow up. I know eventually my name will change from “mama” to “mommy” and then to “mom”. I know there will come a time when he tells me “you don’t understand mom” or “you’re so unfair”. But for now, he’s still my little boy, and no matter how many candles on his cake he’ll always be my baby.


365 days later

I was a senior in high school in 1999 when the Columbine shooting happened. Shortly after there were threats at our high school and even though I was a carefree “it won’t happen to me” mentality teenager it was still scary. Fast forward to December 14, 2012. I was a mother of an 11 month old, getting ready for his first Christmas and his first Birthday. I saw on Facebook about a shooting at a school in Newtown. Sent it on to my friend who sits in front of me at work. Newtown is not too far from us. As the details rolled in I felt sicker, and sicker, and sicker. An elementary school, first graders, innocent victims. I was brought back to being a first grader and couldn’t even imagine the fear those children and teachers faced. I remember listening to the radio on my way to pick up my son and just crying, not being able to wrap my head around what had happened. Days after it was hard to watch the news because hearing the stories about the heroic teachers and seeing the faces of those innocent babies was too hard for me. I just can’t imagine how toes parents and families felt. I didn’t even want to try to imagine. It was too hard.

1 year later and it’s equally difficult to understand why someone would want to hurt them. Schools now practice drills in case something like this happens again. Things have changed so much in one year. I still have not driven by the school. I never felt I could be strong enough to do it. All I can do is help their memories alive by random acts of kindness. Next time you’re getting a cup of coffee pay for the person behind you in memory of those 26 angels.


Day 4

Today I am thankful for my husband Pat. He loves me unconditionally, in good times and in bad. He loves me regardless of what the scale says, if my hair is perfect, if I’m in pajamas all day, if I’m in a “mood”, if I’m happy he’s laughing with me, and if I’m sad he reassures me that everything will be ok. He is the best father to Tyler and the amount of love I see between them makes me love him even more. I couldn’t do this without him and I am not only thankful for him today but every day. He’s my lobster, my bubby, my boo, my lova, and my everything.