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Thursday, September 30, 2010

Single Mom goes Back to School

My blogs will probably become fewer in the future. I have enrolled back in school to complete my MBA. I have 12 hours left to complete it. I hope when I finish I can teach at a college somewhere and have more time with my daughter. My current job has me on the road a lot, and I feel like I am missing so much with her. I never thought that I would want to stay at home and not work. Now I am envious of the moms that do, and I understand why they have chosen to do so. When I drop my daughter off in the mornings at my Mother’s, my Mom walks out with her and waves goodbye to me. This is heartbreaking. I know it will get worse as she gets older and cries for me as I back out of the driveway.
Now my schedule consists of wake up get ready, get my daughter ready, drive to my Mom’s, work (drive all over the place), drive back to my Mom’s, pick up my daughter, drive home, play with my daughter as long as I can, cereal time, bath time, nursing time, bed time, then I have to complete things for work, check email, at the point that I am so tired all I want to do is sleep, I have to pump, and complete school work. Am I crazy?! Perhaps a little.
I pray that my craziness will pay off in the long run. I want a career that will pay me enough to live comfortably but spend the most time with my daughter. There are so many things I wish to write about as I edxperience new things with her. So in between expense reports, essays on international business, traveling here and there, I will try to continue to write my blog. Who knows perhaps all of this will turn into a book. Then I could stay at home with the love of my life, make a living, and write about her and our life. Wouldn’t that be grand! Until then bear with me.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010


My newest favorite baby item has got to be the highchair.  I got Grayco’s Blossom 4 in 1 highchair as a gift from my Dad and Stepmom.  I finally put this thing together last weekend (wasn’t nearly as hard as some of the other baby items that I have assembled.  I mean you need a degree from Harvard to understand these instructions and put some of this stuff together!)  Anyway, I am LOVING this highchair and so is my daughter.  Not only does she get her “cereal face” every night in it, she sits perched in it in the mornings when I am getting ready for work.  The swing has been replaced by the highchair in our morning routine.  I think she loves it because she is up high and can see all around her.  She has started her new favorite game which is play with her toys, throw them on the floor, watch Mommy pick it up, and repeat.  She is not able to sit up yet but sits perfectly in the highchair.  Not perfectly still (she has to be strapped in) which brings me to another topic wiggle worm changing time. 
My daughter is now very curious about things that are around her on her changing table.  She wants to look all around and most of the time that requires her to flip over or to do her now famous back bends.  She throws her head back and arches her back like she is in the finals at the Olympics.  It started out to be a little funny but now it is almost scary.  I am so afraid that she is going to prepare to do a back flip and flip right out of my hands or off her table. 
So, if you have a baby that is around 5 months don’t wait until they are sitting up to put them in a highchair.  Try it out but, strap them in!  When they get in that wiggle worm stage strap them in everything!  These little suckers are quick and can squirm, flip flop or wriggle out of just about anything.  They are little Houdini’s just a much cuter version! 

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

A Day in the Life of a Breast Pumping Mom

It has now been 6 weeks that I have been back to work. A few of you have inquired on how breast pumping and feeding is going now that I am back to work full time. I can tell you that breast feeding is going great. I still nurse in the mornings, twice in the evening, and sometimes (lately most nights) during the middle of the night. The breast pumping is a whole other story.
I am in sales which mean I live in my car. Usually during my lunch I find a secluded place, park, put up my sun visor in my front window, put on my shawl to cover up, turn on some relaxing music and commence to pumping. Last week I was behind a Ramada Inn doing just this when a man came out of nowhere and began staring. As he walked by, he continued to stare. I am guessing he was trying to figure out what I was doing. I wanted to get out and yell, stop staring but I couldn’t, because I was in a compromising position. Anytime you are sitting in a public place with your boobs out with a machine sucking the life out of them, you are in a compromising position. So I didn’t.
I usually bring my lunch in a little ice chest. This doubles as my milk cooler after I have pumped. Some days I have lunch with customers. On a particular day I had a lunch with someone so I pumped before I went into meet them. I did not bring my cooler so I had to bring the milk in with me (can’t leave it in the car it was 105 degrees in there!). No one was in the conference room when I was unloading my items on the table. I pulled the milk bottle out and set it down so it wouldn’t spill. It was about this time someone walked in. The girl greeted me then quickly looked at the interesting object on the table. “What is that?” she asked.
I responded with, “what do you think it is?”
“I don’t know.”
Well, being that this was a woman I told her what it was. I was a little embarrassed since this was the first time that I had met her and here bodily fluid lay between us. Then I thought about it and I decided I have nothing to be embarrassed about. Breast pumping is a natural thing (well not natural in the sense of nature but natural in the sense of doing what you’ve got to do for your baby!) Come to find out she was pregnant herself and we talked the entire lunch about pregnancy and babies. Of course I told her all about my blog and am hoping she is now a follower.
One downside to breast pumping is your wardrobe. If you plan on pumping you must wear pumping friendly clothes i.e. tops and dresses that allow you to get to the girls easily. Some of my customers must think I only own a few dresses and tops, but it is impossible to wear a one piece dress, with a high neck that zip up the back and pump! Not necessarily impossible but you don’t want to have to get naked for this process, especially if you pump in your car like myself.
So to all you new moms, soon to be moms, soon to be returning to work moms that want to pump, it can be done! It just takes a serious amount of patience, dedication, a selective attire and a huge sense of humor!

Saturday, September 11, 2010

A Baby Really Does Change Everything

I have mentioned that I love shoes and since the birth of my daughter the only pair I have bought were running shoes.  I bought them with the intention of running when I got home from work.  Ask me how many times I have run??????..........  Once.  My excuses are that it has been WAYYYYY too hot, and who has the time? 
But getting back to the love of shoes.  I haven’t been shoe shopping much, because on a potential shoe shopping day I would rather sleep in, there are a million other things to do, and now that I have a baby I am invited to baby birthday parties.  (Don’t get me wrong I LOVE going to baby birthday parties just as much as every other mother there:)  So, not much time for shopping or running (not complaining about the running as much as I am the lack of shopping.)  

Another one of many ways my daughter has changed my life and my priorities is I have decided to rid myself of my first baby, Scarlett….. my 1981 Mercedes Benz SL 380.  I had wanted one of these cars for over 10 years when I found this car.  I knew she was mine the moment I laid eyes on her.  She will be 30 next year, and when I bought her my best friend Laura pointed out that my car was older than my boyfriend.  To this day that thought cracks me up!  I have never been in love with an automobile, but I LOVE this car.  Her engine has a great deep throttle and she can fly!  Her color is a deep red that you can still see your reflection in.  I could be having the worse day, but when I would drive her with the top down it would soon get better.  There is something about the sound of that engine and the wind in my hair. 
Since the birth of my daughter I have driven her 3 times.  Twice to the store which is less than a mile from my house.  There is no place for a car seat nor should there be.  If you scratched the paint off you would probably see Budweiser on the side.  And air bags, forget about them!  I am glad at least it has seat belts.  Not a safe car for a child.  My original thought was I would keep Scarlett and when my daughter was about 5years old we would take weekend trips the beach.  Even when she gets older the thought of something happening is frightening and I don’t think I could put my daughter in this car.  So now she is for sale.  Soon her place in the garage will replaced with a bicycle, toys, slip n slide, hula hoops, a big wheel, and other things. 
I will miss my first baby Scarlett, and never forget the memories we have shared.  It is time to let her go though and replace her with moments with the most important thing in the world to me, my real baby, my daughter.

If you are interested in buying Scarlett please email me or contact me on FaceBook.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010


Bi-Polar Baby – Sometimes I think my daughter is bi-polar. She can be laughing and in the middle of a laugh she will start to cry. There have been times when she is bawling and will break into a smile. The funniest thing I have seen her do is when, she was playing with a rattle and her arms where just flailing back and forth and up and down. In the middle of a swing she whacks herself in the head and her goodtime turns into misery. What is really funny is she looks around like, who just hit me in the head?!

Recently, my daughter has started feeling on people’s faces like she is reading them like a blind person would do. It is so fascinating to watch her do this. She will grab noses, then put both hands on each cheek, rub all over and ultimately try to put her hand in the mouth. If you have glasses, forget about it, they are being yanked off! Oh and hair, it is going to be pulled. This may sound gross (and probably is), but my daughter almost always has a strand of my hair in her hand. Guess that is why my new hairdo is a pony tail!

Word from the wise, don’t play Superman or toss your baby up in the air shortly after he or she has eaten. You will be wearing spit up in your eye. Trust me I know from experience.

Who would have thought that after a long stressful day like today instead of climbing into a hot bath with a glass of wine I would rather play peek a boo, give raspberries on a chubby tummy and just lie on the bed making ridiculous faces to my daughter. I just stood in her room holding her, dancing to “The Nutcracker” as she fell asleep, and I began to cry. My heart has never been filled with so much love, joy, and happiness. Every second with her is a treasured moment. Forget the bath, I will be lucky if I get one……and I wouldn’t have it any other way!