Category: Ramblings

Currently.

I’ve been pretty absent from here lately because I haven’t had any free time recently. We’re in the wedding-baby-preschool circuits right now, which means our refrigerator is plastered with save-the-dates and invitations and the paper calendar we have hanging on the wall has something written on almost every Saturday and Sunday, and sometimes more than one thing. I keep trying to finish Part II of What my kids are eating, but it’s taking forever so instead I’m going to do an interlude with what’s currently going on in my life.

Can’t miss an excuse to share a pic of this cutie patootie.

1.I’m struggling with keeping paper, Facebook, email, and word-of-mouth invitations/appointments straight right now. It’s easy at work where everything automatically goes into your Outlook calendar, and is synched with your phone. I can’t stand when people email a meeting/event date/time and don’t follow up with a meeting invite, and I think at this point most people I work with know that if I don’t have it in my calendar, I won’t be there. But there’s this weird disconnect outside the work world where no one ever sends me a calendar invite, so I also feel weird sending one to them. Because most of our non-work events happen on weekends, it works pretty well to put them on our paper calendar. Email and Facebook invites do occasionally get lost, and if I’m in a semi-social setting and trying to wrangle my children it’s safe to just assume I’ll forget whatever you just asked me to do/go to. On top of that, Ryan and I can’t really share a calendar because his work calendar is encrypted or something as it’s private information. Does anyone have a suggestion for how to do keep track of social events coming in through various media?

2. March has always been my least favorite month, and this past March just reinforced that. Lily and Maggie were both sick and ended up with ear infections, both of which had to be progressively treated with amoxicillin and then Augmentin, and, as you can imagine, both subsequently ended up with yeast infections despite our efforts to have them eat yogurt and also give them probiotics daily. So add trying to keep track of the little cards they write appointments on at the doctors into the mix. Wah. The one Saturday we had free in March (which only happened because we celebrated Ryan’s birthday on a Friday), I ended up having to take them both into the doctors (PS, I feel like taking one kid to the doctor’s used to seem semi-overwhelming which just makes me laugh now because taking 2 seems like nothing).

My mom, Maggie, and I took our first road trip which was ridiculous to pack for because I had a conference the first two days that I also had to set up a vendor table for, and then we had my sister’s baby shower the second half of the trip, which meant we had my stuff, Maggie’s stuff, my mom’s stuff, my stuff for the conference, and everything for the baby shower packed into the car. This meant that my evenings leading up to the trip were pretty consumed with trying to pack but also trying to cram in as much time with Lily as possible since it was the longest period of time I had ever spent away from her.

The upside of the trip (aside from my sister’s shower and getting to see her and a lot of our long-distance family) was that Maggie traveled fabulously and didn’t experience any sleep regressions (which used to happen when we traveled with Lily), and I got to take her swimming for the first time. The downside is that Lily touched something in the forest and suddenly had these white spots/dots in her eye, and then she later vomited so profusely and was so out of it that Ryan thought she was potentially having a serious allergic reaction (definitely in the realm of possibility with her history) and called an ambulance (lie: he had his friend’s girlfriend call the ambulance while he dealt with a vomit-covered, delirious Lily). I don’t know why, but these things never happen when I’m around and Ryan is always the one who gets vomited on. Thanks, husband. Despite his best efforts to clean all the things and air out the upstairs, our bedroom wreaked of puke when I got home. Lily was back to normal though.

Maggie was a champ while we ate all our meals out for days.

We didn’t have anything scheduled this past weekend for the first time since I can remember, but Ryan does work a few hours every weekend if you count that. This upcoming weekend is Easter and the various celebrations for that, followed by Maggie’s bday weekend (plus a preschool birthday party the next day). Then the last weekend in April I have a playdate I scheduled months ago, after which I work, and then we have a dinner…all in the same day. Maybe we can cancel Maggie’s 12 month checkup because the dinner is with her doctor? Jk. Sort of. Oh wait–just remembered I worked last Saturday, and spent last week coordinating showings and then actually showing our apartment that we are renting out for the first time because our current tenants (also known as my husband’s cousin and his girlfriend) are moving to Texas (briefly!). Can we talk Craigslist etiquette? Please use full sentences people. And “can I see it” doesn’t count. Nor does, “how much.”

3. May is the official launch of wedding season. So. Many. Weddings. Some are local, some not so much. I’m going to the 2 local ones (both of which are the big party-type wedding so I’m looking forward to that), and then my best friend is getting married in July in Florida. I’m going to take a few extra days off for that wedding, and Lily and I are flying down together. I am so beyond excited to go on an adventure with Lily and to see my bff and her family for the first time in a very long time. Can we also just mention that she’s getting married to her high school boyfriend? They spent college apart and then ran into each other in grad school and have been together ever since. And her mom has never even met Lily. I’m tearing up just thinking about this. Ryan will probably go to the out of town ones, and I may go to the regionally local ones.

Me, my bff, and her fiance at our prom.

4. BABIES! Everyone is having babies right now. But even more exciting, my sister and my SIL are both having babies this summer. I haven’t been an aunt to a new baby as an adult (I was 9 when my first nephew was born), and I’ve never lived near a niece/nephew. My SIL lives nearby so this will be really exciting.

5. Travel plans for the rest of the year: Ryan is traveling for work twice before the end of the summer, and I’m going to Saratoga in July and Albany in September for work. My trips will only be 2 nights tops, but going away with the kids at home is so difficult. It’s also not like you get half a day to recover after traveling for work, which I feel like you should between needing to pack and then come back and unpack and do laundry and get your life back in order before launching into the next week. I’m then going to LA in September to see my new nephew. I’ve never been to CA before so this will be another adventure. Ryan and I usually have another trip in September but we’re not sure if we’ll be going this year. I think we may have some breathing room in August? I’m going to try to take off every other Friday so we can enjoy the summer a bit.

6. For the first time in over 4 years, I am neither breastfeeding, pumping, nor pregnant. I basically don’t know what to do with myself. I stopped pumping because I had several days this past month where I was only able to pump once, so my supply plummeted. After that, I was doing so much work to get such a little bit of milk that I threw in the towel. I already feel so much more relaxed not having to worry about pumping and cleaning my parts and packing my pump stuff. The only problem is I’ve never weaned a baby off a bottle, and Lily probably didn’t have regular milk until she was almost 2 (but honestly I can’t remember). Downside of this being the first time in 4 years I have my body all to myself: I have to learn how to eat like a normal person again. I’m one of those people you hate while I’m breastfeeding, because I hover a few pounds below my normal weight. I’m already jealous of my breastfeeding self. I’ve indulged my sweet tooth the past 3.5 years (I didn’t enjoy sweets while pregnant with Lily), and it’s not going to miraculously go away so this is going to be a challenge. What I’m most looking forward to about not pumping: all the shelf space in my kitchen I’m going to have back. We have a shelf dedicated to pump parts and Mason jars, and we really need this for other stuff. And maybe my back getting back to normal.

Maggie seems to be doing just fine with her bottle.

7. Last night I was reading Lily a library book that compares feelings to animals, one of which is “Do you ever feel stubborn as a mule?” She responded to this with, “I was being stubborn as a mule when I wouldn’t put the frog away.” How is she so smart? I love hearing what she comes up with. I used to be really good about putting things in this app in my phone, but I haven’t been doing that recently.

8. Surprise tonight: Lily fell asleep at 6:45 on the 6 minute drive home. Maggie was in bed by 7:15. I got to spend an hour weeding and planting outside. They’ll probably each wake up 15 times to make up for it but ohhh that was nice.

Out before 7pm.

So that’s why I haven’t been around. But I promise, baby muffins coming soon

Being a Pregnant Bride

Before we got engaged, Ryan and I hadn’t talked much about what kind of wedding we wanted. The only things we had discussed were that we wanted it to be outside and for it to be a laid-back party. Also, we didn’t even discuss getting married. All of this was in hypothetical terms like, “I’d definitely want an outdoor wedding.”

By the end of the car ride back to Buffalo from the Adirondacks where he proposed at the top of a mountain, we basically had the whole thing planned. The when (fall), where (The Ashokan Center), caterers (The Hickory), flowers (we’d pick and assemble them on our own). I told Ryan I wanted to be laid back and not stress but I’m pretty sure he didn’t believe me. At all. I can’t let it go when he brings home the wrong kind of peanut butter so I couldn’t blame him. I’m working on it.

But I was serious. I had spent so much time looking at Style Me Pretty (not to plan my own, but because wedding porn) and had watched enough Say Yes to the Dress that I knew how stressful wedding planning could be. So I made a decision to not stress about every detail, and not to worry about what anyone else thought about this.

Little did I know how laid back my wedding would really end up being.

Surprise!

Just over five months into our engagement, we found out I was pregnant. Apparently some people would postpone their wedding or maybe move it up, but we didn’t actually consider this. I just figured I’d be pregnant when we got married. Really pregnant. Like 8 months pregnant to be exact. I guess I could have been really bummed about this, but instead it felt like I was getting a major pass on any wedding expectations. Now no one could say anything about our casual nuptials.

Honestly, there wasn’t a huge amount that we changed about our wedding. We gave the DJ an FYI since he wasn’t actually going to see us in person before the wedding, and our engagement photo session became sort of a prenatal/engagement shoot. My showers become combo baby/bridal showers, and I got the dress I originally wanted only 8 sizes bigger.

Maybe the most significant impact being being pregnant leading up to my wedding had was that I didn’t have to worry about being super in shape and fitting into a dress. There is so much pressure to be super skinny on your wedding day, and unfortunately this is something I would have spent a lot of time stressing about. But instead of trying to figure out what I should eat during the day before the ceremony, I got burritos with some of my bridesmaids after we finished hair and makeup. They even had beans in them.

Other things that some of our guests probably didn’t love but I didn’t care because I was pregnant:

  • I picked all of the flowers with my mom, dad, and one of my sisters the day before the wedding, and my mom, sisters, and some cousins assembled all of them the day of.
  • Most of our guests slept in bunk houses. It was like $25 a night. Some of them slept in tents. For free.
  • We didn’t have a seating chart. Ryan and i had a “sweetheart table,” but most other people sat in long tables on benches.
  • Everyone, except our older guests, stood for the ceremony which was outside on the grass.
I think everyone still managed to have a good time.

Shocker, but I didn’t miss drinking on my wedding day (actually not 100% true because I had a glass of champagne), or being hungover the next morning. I guess that’s probably good because we ran out of alcohol. And food. Other things I didn’t miss:

  • Wearing heels. I wore flats! It was great not worrying about what my butt looked like, or having an extra pair of shoes to change into when my heels started killing my feet.
  • Wearing structured “undergarments.” I didn’t even wear a bra.

And some completely un-pregnancy-related things I loved about our wedding:

  • There were two (or three?) campfires the day before and then after the reception
  • The caterers didn’t show up to set up the tables, so a bunch of guys from both sides of our families did. Half of them had just come back from a run. My parents asked if I set this up on purpose because it worked out so well.
  • Ryan picked our wedding favors. 200 of them. They were apples from a local orchard.

The only time I really even felt pregnant during the wedding was at about 9:30pm when I realized I was really thirsty and should probably take a break and sit down for a few minutes. And then the next day when I was more exhausted than I had ever been in my entire life.

Honestly, if I had to go back and do it again, I think I’d be pregnant when I got married. It just made everything so relaxed, and there was this undercurrent of excitement about the fact that we were also having a baby.

And did I mention the burritos?