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We watched a very sad movie last night – The Notebook. One of the few love stories Evan has sat through, so it was pretty good. The main characters (noah and alli) have an amazing romance, your typical disaproving parents from different sides of the track fight all the odds and end up together love. The movie is told as a story by a man in a nursing home to a woman with dementia. You don’t know for sure at the beginning but it is Noah reading to Alli who no longer remembers him or anything else in her life. That is the sad part, how unfavor that a disease like that exsits. Your life time of memories gone, who you are gone. You no longer recognize the man you have loved all your life or any of your children or grandchildren. Evan said last night he would rather have cancer or something like it then dementia. My first thought is what is difference, you are still dying atleast with dementia it’s maybe not so painful for you. It seems it would be equally painful for your family….then I realized dememtia would be much much worse. Watching your spouse, mother, best friend deteriorate and not being able to comfort them in the way that only you can. Knowing they feel alone and lost and you can’t help them. Them knowing you is part of what makes you – you. I guess from my perspective it is worse to lose our mental selves then our physical. Yeah we put a lot into the physical but in the end- it really is what’s inside that counts.

Lennox woke up an hour early again and this time I’m not motivated making muffins a what not. I’m tired. My mother in law once told me “as soon as you have them (kids) figured out they will change” And man was she right. It used to be we get through some difficult time with Lennox eating or sleeping – mostly sleeping and he’d be doing really well and I would breath a sigh of relief and the breath had not even finished leaving my lips when boom a new twist. I have learned to not get used to any small patterns in his behavior ….good or bad they will change. Like right now he is finally really easy to put to bed. He will actually grab your hand and lead you to his crib then ask to get in. Can you belive that! After so many months of only nursing to sleep then only rocking sleep he now goes down all by himself. It’s nice and every night that it continues to happen I’m suprised. He’s been doing this for a while now but now will wake up crying either in the middle of the night or an hour early. I hate the waking up crying…it’s so much nicer for me to wake up to his babbling in the baby monitor then to a shrill i just broke my leg scream. But atleast he’s still sleeping like 12 hours a night. But if that ends I can handle it…I think. Sleep deprivation seems to be A number one thing that comes along with being a new mom. So maybe it should change so I’m not so used to getting 8-9 hours of sleep a night when Aidan comes. I’m not looking forward to the every 2 hour feedings. Although when I got used to it I loved sharing that quiet moment with Lennox in the middle of the night. He slept with us pretty much his entire first year and would nurse all night long. It was when I woke up to switch him to the other ninny(breast) that I would look down at him asleep so peaceful – a perfect little angel. He would be snugled in my arm and I could smell his hair and touch his little face. It’s funny people tell you how much your going to love the baby before you have it but you really have no idea how much or what kind of love you’re going to feel. It’s like nothing else in the world. We have decided that we are not going to co-sleep this time. Co-sleeping is a funny thing, it only works if everyone is in agreement. And once you start it’s extremely hard to stop. It’s so easy to just lay down and nurse and then before you know it your sleeping. People(doctors) say that co-sleeping is very unsafe…but we never had any problems. Granted Lennox always slept cradled in my arm in between me and the mesh bedrail. Evan and I never went to bed roaring drunk or still high from the smack smoking parties we’d have every night…you do know I’m kidding right?!? I became a really light sleeper…the moment anyone moved I was awake and checking on everything. I think that’s another mom thing…even now I can be dead asleep and a small creek on the monitor will have me up and listening. Ok off to really start the day!
Lennox in his frog boots
Perfect attire for Saturday morning cartoons

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It’s wake up an hour early screaming – then run around squealing- broken by numerous crying breakdowns day for Lennox. Luckily for him it’s wake up an hour early-feeling motivated baking muffins making fresh OJ (jack lalane juicer best thing in the world) and make coffee day for me. He can scream and squeal all he wants and it can’t hurt me – I did yoga last night. Ahh Yoga. I even made a lunch that Evan will like, tuna with wasabi mayo and spinach accompained by cookies. The only thing that could make this morning better is if it were Saturday and Evan didn’t have to go to work!

More Later


Over It

I’m over being pregnant! Don’t get me wrong I enjoy it…I love feeling Aidan move and the special attention I sometimes get. But I’m ready for this baby to be here. I want to hold and play with him and get this show on the road. I guess I’m just not good at waiting–more of an instant gratification person. Lennox is definitely ready for a sibling. He plays way to well with the dogs…like he’s one of them. Butting heads and biting legs–barking. I’ve had to move him twice while trying to nap on their beds. I’m sure if he could talk he would ask to eat his dinner on floor in the kitchen with them. It?s hard to wait and I think babies should grow in 9 weeks instead of months. Wouldn’t that be nice you could just wake up one morning huge and ready to pop? No waddling around for months and gaining loads of weight. Weight is another reason I’m ready for this to be over…the quicker it’s over the quicker I can get to the breastfeeding weight loss…right?!? Lennox and Aidan will be 21 months apart so I was pregnant before I stopped nursing Lennox, my body hasn’t belong to me since December 2002. Man that sounds like a long time. Isn’t it funny how in Hollywood it’s so fashionable to be a mom….it’s sucks for us normal ladies though…no nutritionist…no chef – no nanny to care for the baby while I work out for 4 hours everyday. I used to think, oh no is Evan going to expect me to lose 65 pounds in 3 months. Then I realized that it was only me putting the pressure on to measure up…measure up to an unrealistic version of myself that will never exist no matter what I do. So I’d like to say that having realized this that I’m now very happy the way I am….but guess what I’m not. Maybe one day…if so far it sounds like I’m a little too preoccupied with my weight, it’s because I am. But that’s this week….

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Welcome to mooshoopork

My first entry of what I hope to be many rants and raves about life. So I’m sitting here thinking of what to write. Typing-backspacing-retyping and all I can think about is the bag of soft baked Pepperidge Farm cookies I bought for Evan and said I wasn’t going to eat. I can think of nothing else… not what happened today or yesterday or even 5 minutes ago… just COOKIES! I give in…walking back from the kitchen-annoyed- I tell Evan I’m opening your cookies. Cookies are the devil! Like most women I would usually sit and think about the cookies/ice cream/chips ect until I gave in – ate them then felt guilty afterward and worried about how fat I was going to get. Well haha I’m already fat being 6 months pregnant and after going to the doctor today and finding out I’ve only gained 11 lbs so far I don’t feel a bit guilty! Oh no wait there it is… GUILT now I must walk an extra half hour tomorrow to make up for the 3 cookies I just ate… errr why do we torture ourselves? Really why?

I just saw the person who inspired this site on ABC World News tonight. Heather Armstrong and her adorable daughter Leta. She is the mastermind behind A friggin hilarious webblog about her life! If by some weird chance you have come upon this site before finding hers… definitely check it out. Anyhow the story was about people losing their jobs because of what they write on the internet. We tuned in and were disappointed at how short it was. (and having to sit through all the other news crap) There sure is a lot going around these days about webblogs… this all new to me and i’ve actually only read 2 and then Both are written well and very funny! I’ve read there are 8,500 people writing webblogs about their children (NY Times) Gesh, so do I still want to do this – be 8,501? Of course I do… because like other sites I’ve been to I won’t only be writing about my children. I will be writing about life from the point of view of a stay at home mom… sure there will be lots of stories about my child soon to be children… but there is also lots of humor in my daily life – enough to share. Maybe someone will relate to my stories like I have related to others… maybe make someone laugh or just smile.

All for now

Ps… I’m also lucky enough to have an extremely talented husband to build and design this site for me!