Dumb-ass dog!

So the day 4 yoga disc made a complete fool out of us! Downward dog? More like dumb-ass dog :) it was a 1 1/2 hour DVD and we only made it through 45 minutes. I was actually relieved that Riley woke up at 45 minutes in so I could have an excuse to stop and nurse him back to sleep. I could have done more, but Joey was done and I was tired, so we threw in the towel; how lame are we?! We tried, so hopefully it will be easier next week.

More later, gotta get ready for work and finally taking my vampire baby outside today. (I have had poor little Riley on house arrest because it has been so dang hot outside. The poor little guy is so fair from being inside so much. I walked him out to the mailbox yesterday and he squinted like he'd been in a dungeon for years. And then last night there were swarms of bats, swooping pretty low, and I joked that they were coming for my little vampire baby ;))

Work, cleaning the house today, and preparing for Joey's birthday, which is tomorrow!!!!! :), lots to do, yikes bikes!

1-2-3-4 . . . get your booty on the floor!

Day 3, good stuff! The easiest day so far, thank goodness! I needed a break doing just arms and shoulders because I was barely able to even bend over, due to my plyometrics thigh aching aftermath. I seriously was like an old lady slowly trying to lower myself on the floor to do some of the workouts, embarassing! Joey and I also took our P90X 'before' shots last night, yikes! Don't get excited, (Amy that means you, you picture junkie!), I am NOT posting the pics . . . well not yet anyway. It's one of those things that, if all goes well, I'll feel more comfy posting them once I have lost weight. I know you girls know what I mean. Like you don't want to admit what you weighed until you don't weigh that anymore.

I also told my husband, maybe for the first time ever, my actual weight. Again, don't get excited, I'm not posting that either :). As scary as it was, it felt great to be that honest with him! He has been so supportive these last few days and I truly am more in love than ever. (Make the appropriate gagging noises if need be ;)) I have been missing him like crazy because of his crazy work schedule and this workout has in a weird way brought us so close. It has opened up some great conversations, and now more than ever, I want to get back to the girl he started dating 9 years ago; at least as close as I can with this 'deformed' baby belly. I've resisted, but I want to just feel comfortable in my own skin, and honestly, it has been too too too long since I felt that way.

While, I have been P90X and baby obsessed as of late, I have also found time to finish reading Jodi Picoult's newest book, 'House Rules' today; which not to brag, is totally awesome reading on my iPad! I was turned onto her novels because they're my love Amy's favorites. I recommend this book highly to you all. It's a really gripping story about a teenage boy with Asperger's Syndrome who is accused of murder. I love Piccoult because she's a master of dissecting the inner workings of families. If you're interested, I track all of the books I read on a really cool website, www.goodreads.com. My oldest friend MarJean turned me onto this site a couple of years ago. It let's you track the books you're reading, rate them, and keep up with what your friends are reading too. Ask to be my friend if you decide to join the site :) I am in the middle of reading another Jodi Piccoult book, 'Handle With Care.' It's about a little girl born with a terrible bone disorder. I was honestly having a hard time getting through it, too depressing, too close to home with all the baby stuff, but I'm giving it another go; wish me luck!

Well that's all for today, mainly since I just turned the channel and the end of 'Footloose' is on, nooch!! Wish me luck for tonight's yoga DVD, hope it doesn't kill me or Joey, yikes bikes!

Like a cat!

So day 2 of my P90X excursion was brutal! I was off work today, so that was awesome, but the workout today, 'plyometrics', nearly killed me. Tony 'Captain Douche' Horton said the key to this DVD was to think "like a cat." What he meant was for us, the "X-ers", to be light on our feet, considering the entire workout was a series of lunges and jumping. A cat I am not. Well, maybe one of those cats from ancient Egyptian times that lazily sat on gold pillows and ate all day and were worshipped and showered with food gifts, rendering them enormous, and thus worthy of praise. While I didn't sit on a gold pillow, Riley did "worship" me from his monkey bouncer that Aunt Amy gave him, (shout out!!!!) Although in Riley's world, "worship" is loosely translated as blowing spit bubbles, power drooling, laughing, and then having a mega poo blowout in said monkey bouncer, that I am now cleaning. :) Love it!

So thankful am I, (man that sounds like Yoda-speak ;)), that this is an at home DVD series. Why you ask? Not only am I thankful that I can do it with little man watching, but I'm also mega grateful that no one else saw my baby gut making a break for it from under my shirt, or had to watch my milk laden kenickes, (my dad's "endearing" term for breasts, while Joey prefers bubs, and my brother in law Kevin favors dirty pillows ;)), bouncing all over the place; my pre-baby sports bra sure had its work cut out for itself today! All the unwitnessed mortification aside, Riley promised not to tell, I finished and feel quite proud of myself. Yes I am barely able to sit down to go to the bathroom and was barely able to pick up the q-tip I dropped in the bathroom, but I am excited to get my life, and hopefully a smaller ass back!

I am feeling so relieved that I did my workout this afternoon, because I am showered, the baby is asleep (we'll see for how long??), and I can just relax my sore body and watch 'Gilmore Girls.' I am mega missing my California peeps lately. With Joey working so much, all of this lonely home time makes me think of my ladies. Of course I miss my family, duh! But I'm especially missing all of my new mommy friends. Riley and I had such a blast on our last visit down! Going to Nick's with Amy and Miles Jonas ;), Megan and Myles Scrunch ;), and Beth and Hannah was so much fun and so cathartic. (You were missed Kari!) No one can empathize with new mom shenanigans like another new mom. While you know how I loathe the unsolicited old lady baby advice, I LOVE sharing grievances, joys, tips, and stories with new moms.

A new mom would never say, "my baby slept through the night from the second I brought them home" (that's just plain mean!!), or "my daughter was potty trained at 9 months old" (one of my old lady clients actually said that to me, LIAR! is that even physically possible??), or telling me to consult the LaLecheLeague, (should be a four letter word if you ask me:( ), to see that I should not start feeding Riley cereal yet, it will make him sick and he should have only breast milk until he's 1 1/2 years old and I should nurse him til he's 4 years old! (Seriously that was a conversation I had just days ago with another one of my loco clients.) My philosophy is if a kid can ask for it and chew steak, he shouldn't have it. :)

Well I think I've set my blogging record, 3 posts today. More P90X hilarity manana if I can even get out of bed in the morning, yikes bikes!

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My neck loves it!

So yesterday was day 1 of our P90X odyssey. It was a rough day to start for me because Riley had been up almost every hour on the hour the night before, and then I worked all day until 7:30pm, so I was pooped! But considering how much I was dreading it all day, (I was seriously contemplating running away from home to avoid the workout ;)), I am really glad we did it!

P90X is no joke! Especially if you haven't worked out seriously in probably almost a year like me. But I'm so glad Joey and I did it together. It was kinda embarrassing how the warm up was making me feel winded! Joey was so sweet though. He kept telling me how good I was doing, even when I couldn't finish some of the exercises. The advice I have gotten from numerous peeps on this workout is to keep going. Even when you can't finish something, keep pushing through. So, we did just that. Lots of giggling and sweating and limbs that refused to mimic Tony Horton's "X" perfection, but we finished the DVD. The dude leading the workout, Tony Horton, is a mega douche! Yes he is in amazing shape, but man he couldn't think he was more awesome if he tried! He always asks the other peeps training with him how many reps or what weight they're going go use, and then proceeds to say he'll do 1 more, just to show who "the man" is. Yuck! He provided great entertainment though by saying the funniest crap like, "my neck loves it!" while we were stretching, and kept doing "the X" with his arms during the entire workout, loves it!

Going from eating whatever I want pretty much, not smart I know, I felt like I was starving yesterday, eating just salad, fruit, protein shakes, and a "lovely" dinner of baked chicken, wild rice, and steamed green beans, delicious! The funny thing is, as much as I complained about what we ate, when I got in bed last night I felt good, I mean really good. Not filled with crap! The thing is, I know how to eat good, we all do, I just was really resisting the idea yesterday. I was like a crack head that didn't want to give up my good stuff, (ice cream!!!!) As unhappy as I am with this stranger's body that has taken residence in my skin, I didnt feel quite ready to change it. Joey was so encouraging though, and we are making those "3 easy payments," so I decided to shut my yapper and give it a go. And when I did weigh myself this morning, I lost 3 1/2 pounds already. So I guess the sore arms and legs are worth it.

Let's just hope my c-section stomach cooperates better with tonight's workout than it did last night. My stomach's weakness is seriously laughable! I was still able to do the "hotdog dance" for Riley this morning at the end of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, so I guess I can keep going :) Speaking of the little man, he has been doing great with his cereal the last couple days. The second night, he was up all night like I said, adjusting maybe?? But last night after 3 false starts for bed, he only got up once after we got in bed, so that was awesome! I think the more I try to figure out why he does what he does, the more he changes his "routine" and habits. Oh well! We make plans and God laughs, right? He's still so happy and smiley and didn't cry for Joey yesterday, so I guess we're moving in the right direction.

Stay tuned as I stumble through this P90X journey, and hopefully begin to whittle off some of this baby excess, and maybe replace it with a bit of self confidence that has been lost, yikes bikes!

Feed me Seymour, feed me!

So my house is quiet again. We've had oodles of family staying with us on and off for the last few weeks, which don't get me wrong has been fun :) it's just a lot of work doing laundry, picking up and cleaning house, and of course providing sparkling conversation ;) I'm glad to have just me, Riley, and the housewives of New Jersey home tonight. Joey's of course working tonight, such a good daddy!!, but he got to spend some good time with the boy today, so I'm happy.

Speaking of the boy, we had his 4 month checkup with Dr. Carrie yesterday and it went great! (WARNING!! Mega mommy bragging ahead!) He weighs 14 lbs. 10.5 oz, which still only puts him in the 43rd percentile (peanut), his height is 25.75 in, (78th percentile, big jump from last visit when he was in the 16th percentile), and his dome piece is 16.75 in, 57th percentile :) Most importantly, all of his growing curves are moving up and everything else checked out great! He had 3 shots, :(, but he did great and stopped crying as soon as I picked him up. I'm super stoked that the doc wants us to start him on rice cereal now! She thinks the cereal will hopefully make him a bit more satisfied, so maybe he'll go back to his better sleeping days, (they seem so long ago, I almost forgot they actually existed :)). So we'll see on Sunday night how he sleeps, (I'm waiting till then to do food because she said to feed him in the late morning at first and I won't be home in the morning till then; work, ugh!)

During my pregnancy I did lots of research on making your own baby food. I'm not as mommy-awesome as my cousin Breeze who does cloth diapers, nursing only for her son River, (yes she's a hardcore hippie :), who has never had a bottle, not even breast milk, and he just turned 1, impressive ...and unrealistic for me ...and probably most people, organic clothing, compost piles, and makes homegrown organic baby food for her son. So she's the Godiva of moms, I'm just trying to be a Snickers. I do nurse Riley, (which we got really blessed with him being a great nurser from the get go, not everyone is as lucky :(, every muffin is so different!), and I'm going to attempt making his baby food, eeeehhh! I've been reading/studying the book 'Top 100 Baby Purees' for ideas. I'm excited, but realistic. I do work pretty much full-time, so I'm going to try and get my baby food making on, as long as it makes sense. I'm not trying to win a medal, I'm just trying to keep my little dude, my big dude, and maybe if there's an extra minute in the day ;), me happy.

So i didn't get a chance to get out to Retro Bakery the other day, too far away, but I did take Haley, Avery, Hannah, and Riley to Grandma Daisy's for ice cream and treats. So fun and so yummy! Joey has been designing their online shopping cart for months, so I've been dreaming of their sweets for awhile! With P90X just days away, I'm scared, pray for me, no more ice cream, yikes bikes!

Sticky Icky Ooh Ooh!

111 . . . 112 . . . 110 . . . My current fluctuating weight?? Yeah riz! These are the last three days' high temps, crazy wazy! Before you California readers give me crap about moving back, I know I know :), I know that I moved to the desert and this kind of crappy weather goes with the territory. But in the past 6 years that we've lived here the summer heat has never bothered me like it does now. Why?? Riley of course! (Who is officially 4 months old today!) We have been pretty much on house arrest for weeks now. I used to love the sun! I would dream about lake days and getting tan and going swimming, now I'm laying in my dark bedroom with the fan on and air blasting. It's just easier to keep his little butt home. Because every time I try and take him somewhere I have to try and get the car, (the black tahoe not seeming like the best warm weather vehicle now :(), to a decent temp so I don't kill my little dude first, then bring him outside to the car, trying to not touch anything, keeping the visor covering his face, and then getting where I need to go, to then just repeat the whole procedure again. Sucks! No thanks! Not unless I have to!

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Was in the middle of trying to publish my blog last night when Riley woke up for a little snack :)

So, anywho, another hot day, worked for most of it, b-o-o-h-o-o! So Riley decided to ring in his 4 month birthday with a huge, mustard yellow, soft serve poo up to his chin yesterday. Lucky for me that my gentle whisperings of "save it for daddy" were taken seriously by my sweet baby, (sorry honey). And then he cried like a banshee for more than a half hour straight today for Joey. It makes me feel awful that Joey so rarely gets to spend good time with the boy because he's working so much, and when he does Riley poops on him and cries all day, sucks! But it did allow Joey the opportunity to give him a bath for the first time, which is kind of cool, even though he was washing off the poo remnants. (**I feel like I need to make a quick side note to let all you mommies in on a secret passed down to me by Cindy. FELS NAPTHA. It's an awesome bar soap that gets out poop, formula stains, blood, chocolate, and grease. You can google it and buy it online for about $5, or you can find it at some hardware stores. It is amazing!!!! Completely got the yellow poo stains off of my fav white onesie of Riley's, but it's good on colors too. Try it!)

Poo and crying aside, this kid is amazing! He's so happy and smiley and just adorably unique! We are so blessed to have this little creature that is half Joey and half me; not to be too sappy, but he's a miracle. All of our little muffins are! I just feel so happy that Riley will always know that we were in love and happy when he was born. I know that seems silly and simple, but considering my parents sitch when I was born ... it means a lot to me.

I'll try to blog again manana, but I do have Hannah Banana here visiting this week, and cupcakes to taste at Retro Bakery tomorrow. My best is all I can offer peeps, yikes bikes!

Ho hum

So another Friday night home alone, with Riley of course, with nothing to do but watch reruns of The Real Housewives of New Jersey. Nights that Joey isn't here are lame, but they happen often, so I've gotten pretty used to them. I seriously am contemplating getting in bed right now, even though it's only 8:28pm. But then I would rob you of this titillating blog, so I won't go to bed yet :)

I've been putting off discussing the ridiculousness that is the book 'Baby Wise' because it a) makes me mad, b) pisses some people off, oh well!, and c) i don't follow it's teachings/lunacy. It all began about a month ago when Riley went from sleeping awesome to waking up every couple of hours. I felt like a friggen' zombie and i was sure people would think I had just come back from rehab, not maternity leave, due to my bitchin' under eye circles, crappy memory, and general clumsiness. A friend of mine, who is not a mom, told me about this book that her friend had read and it got her daughter sleeping through the night. Eager for some decent sleep I googled the book and was bombarded with negative reviews of the book.

Ask any new mom, what is the number one question people ask you about your baby? Are they sleeping through the night? This question makes you feel defensive because if you dane to answer "no", the advice begins. Put cereal in their bottle. (My Doctor hasn't advised food yet.) Let them cry it out. (Over my dead body!) Give them formula. (So i can not sleep and have rock hard boobs?)Keep them up all day (yeah how??). Etc...etc...etc... So the more I looked into 'babywise' the more I realized it taught everything I'm against as a parent. Forget for a minute that the book caused several children to become dehydrated, resulted in a 'failure to thrive', and I have witnessed first hand babies that are "Fockerized" (forced to self soothe) turn into kids that are "independent", which is a nice way of saying they don't want to be loved on and won't be physically close with you. I personally don't want an "independent" 7 year old. I want a loving, sweet son that loves and trusts his parents.

Dr. Sears, the author of 'The Baby Book,' and the pediatrician who coined the term "attachment parenting," which is what Joey and I practice, is the man with the plan. AP is parenting in a way that brings out the best in parents and their babies, with the main goal of knowing your child, helping them feel right, and to enjoy parenting. Sounds like duh! right? Isn't that what we all want? But what I read online was so surprising. It seems that only us silly Americans are obsessed with the concept of "sleep training." Every other country in the world acknowledges and accepts that new babies = less sleep. In Sweden, mothers are given a paid 90 week maternity leave for goodness sake!

As Americans we enjoy so many freedoms that other countries could only dream of, but we seem to have lost some of the fundamental basics of healthy lifestyles. We eat too much. Rack up credit card debt. Sleep train our kids. Watch tv and pour over the computer instead of going outside. We have gained and lost so much at the same time.

Ok, I'm going to jump off my soapbox now, sorry! Riley is healthy, gaining weight, and that little dork smiles and laughs all day, so I'm ignoring all the haters and unsolicited advice givers. There's a reason Dr. Sears and most pediatricians say you can't spoil a baby in the first 6 months of their life. They cry because they're freaking babies. Each child is different. And each parent is different. What works for one may not work for another. If sleep training worked for you, awesome! Let's all just support each other and be sensitive to the cause of "mommy hood." It's a hard ass job. More family this week, so stay tuned for more shenanigans as I try to not melt like the wicked witch of the west in this 112 degree heat, yikes bikes!

Bingey!

Irony. The definition of irony is eating a bratwurst, pepper, and onion sandwich, finishing it off with a big 'ol piece of homemade lemon icebox pie, (thank you God for giving me in laws from Texas :)), topped with fresh whipped cream, while watching the new Food Network show 'Kid in a Candy Store,' (an awesome show featuring fat kid desserts across the country), flipping through the P90X meal plan guide. Irony. Yikes bikes!

Things, Life, What-not!

Sorry that I haven't blogged In a few days. I finally took my lazy butt back to work on Saturday and my in laws came in town yesterday. As much as it saddens me to be a scoch slow at work these last few weeks, I have mega loved being home with the little man. I love to do the hair, but I really love to play the wii, make cupcakes, and yes, even clean house, craziness I know! Considering it's 107 degrees outside, I'm not left with many entertaining indoor options.

Opa and Oma, Joey's parents Joe and Debbie, came for a quick two day jaunt on their way to Texas to visit Joey's uncle who's having surgery; and of course to visit Joey's grandma, Nena, and Aunt Patti. They're so sweet to me and of course they love to spend time with Riley. It's so cute to have Oma singing silly songs to Riley. And of course they always spoil the poo out of us.

Well I've been obsessed with getting Riley a Sophie since I saw Hannah Masciave chewing on hers. And then Amy got one for Miles Jonas, (my nickname for her adorable son due to his JoBro worthy hair :)). And since Riley has been drooling like niagra falls, gagging himself continuously by shoving his whole fist in his mouth, and chewing on anything he can get his little paws on, I hoped the Sophie would be the magic answer. After about 20 minutes of fiendishly searching the aisles of Babies R Us for the adorable little giraffe, when just a few weeks ago there were dozens on an end cap :(, we finally found a rogue Sophie box in the middle of the stuffed animal section. Success! (Joey's mom said God saved that one for Riley ;))He broke it in at dinner tonight, and he did like gnawing on it and sucking the ear. I think once he figures out how to maneuver it correctly into his mouth without choking himself, we'll be in like flynn! Oma also got us a Bumbo Play Tray, in case Dr. Carrie green lights cereal at next week's 4 month check up appointment (??). Always a fun time to be had at Babies R Us!!!

So upon my return home from work on Saturday, I saw the P90X box leaning up against our front door. I am filled with shame that my initial instinct was to hide it in the back seat of my car and toss it in the dumpsters at work, heehee ;). But I didn't, boo; mainly because it's costing us 3 easy payments of $39.95. With no intention to start it until the in laws leave and my parents come this weekend, (shameful procrastination I know), I know my "baby weight" excuses and dispicable eating habits will be coming to an end.

On the one hand I can't wait to get back to my old body, (I'd actually love to get back my body circa 1999, which is probably impossible considering I was 18 :)), on the other hand I have begun a saucy love affair with ice cream, yes, ice cream; DELICIOUS!! You know you have a problem when you can recite all of the flavors of Ben and Jerry's and list each flavor's ingredients, yikes! Or when you're up on all of the new or limited edition flavors and you feel the need to let numerous people in on the "secret" of their existence. (P.S. I do feel obligated to let you know that I had the new key lime deliciousness from Cold Stone tonight. It was amazing!) And in case you wanted or needed to know my fav Ben and Jerry's is Karmel Sutra and my fav Haagen Daaz is the limited edition Bananas Foster, nooch!

I know once we get rockin' on a good eating plan and this kick "my" ass workout regime, I'll feel better, and hopefully look better. You can only claim "baby weight" for so long. I know it's only been 4 months so I'm still ok. I just don't want to be claiming "baby weight" as Riley's entering high school :) I have about another week before I need you to wish me luck, but if you think of it, maybe eat a little or a lot of ice cream this week in honor of the ending of my creamy, sweet, and succulent love affair. Too-da-loo for now. Next time we'll talk 'Babywise' and haters, yikes bikes!

Lunacy!

So Riley and I had quite a "big" day yesterday. No we didn't clean the house, or go on a walk (I'm not sure how much longer I can keep putting that off, jogger stroller schmogger stroller :)), or achieve world peace, but we did take a shower!!! I feel as though I have figured out an amazing new shortcut to clean life! No more baby bathtub, heating up the water so it's perfectly tepid, having to make sure there are no dishes in the sink to start a bath, which let's face it, there will always be dishes in the sink :), or most importantly, no more skipping showers for me because no on else is home or Riley won't fall asleep long enough for me to take one. Freedom! And did I mention the kid absolutely loved it!!

Well I found myself needing a shower in the first place because I had a pretty solid sweat mustache from playing Wii sports. My brother Freddy bought a Wii last week "for the house," which I'm afraid might mean that he will take it with him whenever he moves out and I will then need to find a new way to "workout." I have fallen in love with tennis and boxing, and I'm afraid I may be taking it a bit too seriously. Let's just say I hope Riley's first words aren't "Take that bitch!" or "Riiiiip!" Before you feel obligated to call CPS on me, just know that I always take time to do an NFL worthy victory dance when I win facing Riley's swing and I always punch the sky Rocky-style when I get a KO. Riley laughs every time, I promise.

I will actually need to clean the house today though because Joey's parents are coming to visit on Sunday and my Dad, Cindy, McKenzie, and Hannah are coming to visit next week. Considering I have had two slow work weeks in a row, everyone and their mom seems to be out of town on vacay except us :), my house should at least be clean. Seriously ever since having Riley, who by the way is 16 weeks old today, WOOHOO!!!!!, I crave family time. My dad was in town again for biz last night, so Joey, who my dad lovingly calls "sleeve," Riley, and I met him for a yummy din din at Claim Jumper, and it was nice seeing grandpa :).

Melissa, my sister who lives in Reno with my awesome brother-in-law Kevin and 4 year old niece Madison, is my oldest sibling and unfortunately the only one who hasn't yet met Mr. Riley; soon enough we'll be fixing that :). My brother Joe and his 3 boys, Isaac, Jacob, and Elijah are in Fairfield, California, but Joe and Elijah will soon be relocating to New Mexico to be with Marsha, Joe's wife and Eli's mom, and the other two boys are going to stay with their mom in California. My brother Freddy lives with us since getting hired by Clark County last summer. McKenzie just turned 16 and just got her driver's license, crazy!!, and Hannah Banana is 12 and is busy "running the streets" in Long Beach, I don't mean that how it sounds :), Banana and her friends are always outside riding bikes and practicing the "pin drop," (you'll have to ask her to show you what that is :)).

It seems complicated, but it's all I know, so it makes sense to me. We'll see how much more complicated this action will get once my mom remarries this fall and adds 4 step siblings to the mix, yowza! At least we're all grown up and moved out so we don't have to co-habitate :) Don't get me wrong, I am so excited for my mom that she has found someone and she's happy. She deserves it after devoting so much of her life to us kids.

Stay tuned for my upcoming P90X journey and how the book 'Babywise' and everyone who offers unsolicited and demeaningly judgmental baby advice can suck my butt, yikes bikes!

Yo yo yiggedy yo!

Hey, hello, how do you do? My name is Jenni and this is my blog, duh. My best friend/female soulmate, Amy, decided (for me) that I needed to start a blog after having my son, Riley, who is by the way, (WARNING!!! I will NOT be abbreviating things in text talk like btw, lol, or lmao, so if that kind of dirty talk blows your skirt up, this is NOT the place for you, move on!), the love of my life, as is my hubby of almost 6 years, Joey. She thinks this blog will help me reclaim a smidge of my former snarky, free-time having, "creative" self. I tried to convince her that only she thinks I'm funny because she's my friend and she's obligated to laugh at my random movie quotations and smart-assey remarks, yet she does not concur; and I guess part of me doesn't either, or I wouldn't be boring you with this blog today, so away we go. (Here's a pic of our new family: Joey, Riley and me.)



As many of you moms already know, you lose a bit of yourself after giving birth. I remember saying things like, "I'm bored" or "Oh nothing. Just read a book and saw a matinee by myself today." Heehee! The hilarity of my former life! While I'm on a strict regime of work-home-work-home right now, due to my son's dependency on me and my boobs, I find myself morphing into a creepy, nosey, hermit lady that watchs bad tv, (Bravo, what would I do without you?!?!), eaves drops on what I'm pretty positive was my neighbors doing the hibbidy dibbidy on their outdoor trampoline ;) , and going to sleep with my son at 7:30pm on a Friday night.

While I know some of the shenanigans that I'm experiencing, like a crappy short term memory, jiggly belly and ass and thighs and arms and ... oy! I could go on forever with my current state of jiggle dissatisfaction, and occasional loneliness, although I'm never actually alone, go figure, the good is definitely outweighing the chub, I mean bad.

I have never known love like this before. My son Riley will be 16 weeks old on Friday and everyday I love him more. He totally cracks me up by shoving his whole fist in his mouth and then subsequently gagging himself, priceless! While he is my husband's doppelgänger, which my grandma and actually the rest of the world also like to remind me by saying, "Mija, (only my grandma says mija), he doesn't look anything like you. I've never seen a baby favor his father so much. He looks not one bit like you"), Check. Got it. He looks like Joey. Yet I'm the one with the numb lower abdomen, bitchin' scar, and chocolate pancakes, if you watch 'Bethenny Getting Married' you know what I'm talking about, heeehee, actually not that funny. Here's my little peanut, up close and personal.



Well, this is me. Welcome to my crazy, but pretty awesome life, (well at least Amy and I think it's awesome). Tune in next time when we discuss my 5 siblings and my parents, yikes bikes!