Monday, May 14, 2012

Mother's Day... They Mean Well

So here I am, a year later, and the whole blog thing never took off. The toddler years are challenging, as many of you may know, and I never got around to posting again. But now that The Climber is almost 3 and a little more in control of himself, I find I have a little more time to myself to do things like write a blog. So here I go, my second ever post, which will hopefully have a third before another year passes!

As the title of this post implies, here is how Mother's Day with a toddler went for me:

6:30 am- The Climber wakes up earlier then usual (of course). I kick my husband and ask him to let me sleep in since, you know, it's Mother's Day. His response: "Hmpaihejkhren." Back to sleep he goes. I however, can't go back to sleep (though I refuse to get up) in case The Climber gets into mischief in his room, as he usually does.

7:00 am- The Climber is now prancing around his room singing loudly (but happily!) at the top of his lungs some song he just made up. I kick my husband again to wake up and bring him downstairs for breakfast. Husband reluctantly gets up, making a big show of how difficult it is. Husband and The Climber go downstairs, and I attempt to go back to sleep.

7:20 am- I start to drift off when I hear loud thumping followed by giggling as The Climber escapes Husband and comes barreling up the stairs. Even louder thumping ensues as Husband races up after him yelling "Let Mommy sleep in, she's tired!" Heart is now pounding, eyes are wide open. Attempt to go back to sleep anyway.

7:45 am- Repeat of 7:20 incident only this time The Climber reaches the bedroom door and is in the process of opening it by the time Husband picks him up to carry him (screaming) back down the stairs. Sleep is beginning to seem less likely.

8:00 am- My phone beeps as a friend(with small children) texts me to wish me a Happy Mother's Day. Thank you, but why the f*uck aren't you trying to sleep in too?

8:30 am- CLANG CLANG SMASH "Uh-oh" CLANG CLANG. Husband and The Climber are making me breakfast in bed.

8:45 am- Crying coming from downstairs, cause unknown. Hysterical laughter follows 5 minutes later. What the hell is going on down there? Sleep eludes me as I contemplate the possibilities.

9:00 am- Husband and The Climber appear with breakfast in bed (awww)! The Climber scampers in saying "Happy Mommy's Day Mommy! I made you breakfast in bed! I'm going to steal all your bacon!" I, of course, melt instantly. Have breakfast in bed with The Climber and Husband. I then admit defeat and go downstairs with my boys to evaluate the extent of the mess in the kitchen.

Later we are downstairs getting ready for both sides of the family to come over for a BBQ. I yawn as I'm picking up The Climber's toys.  Husband says, "Why are you tired? YOU got to sleep in all morning!" Sigh. They mean well.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Here we go...

So here I am. Another SAHM joining the ranks of the so-called "mommy bloggers". Just what the world wide web needs, right? But I'm not here because I think that I have something infinitely important to say that simply must be shared with the universe. I may be a lawyer (technically), but I'm not that conceited. In fact, it's highly unlikely that anyone else will even read this thing! Truth be told, I need to find something to do that requires moderately intelligent thought in order to preserve my own sanity.

And in case anyone else is actually reading this, here is a little bit about me. As I previously mentioned, I'm a lawyer by degree although I did not practice law at the firm I worked for before quitting to stay at home. About halfway through law school I realized that the practice of law was not for me, but after investing so much time and money I thought it would be foolish not to at least finish and take the bar. So I did, and after a brief stint as an Estates and Trusts attorney (the subject I liked best in school) my suspicions that the law was not for me were confirmed. I enjoy learning about it, but not practicing it. So I worked as a research clerk at a local firm for a while and eventually fell into doing the marketing for the firm, a job that I really enjoyed. After my son was born, I continued to work two days a week for about a year and a half before deciding to quit and stay at home full-time. And so my adventure begins!

I'm sure this blog will inevitably focus a lot on the joys and challenges of parenthood, because let's face it, that's pretty much all I've got going on right now. But it is my hope that there will be some sort of intellectual content appearing here as well. I miss having conversations with other adults about topics that don't involve potty training, big boy beds, or the Wiggles. I miss having some time away from home, without the constant soundtrack of "mommy mommy mommy" playing in the background. Hell, I even miss writing legal briefs! Don't get me wrong, I love my son more than life itself, and deciding to stay at home was one of the best decisions I've ever made. But for the sake of my own sanity, I need an outlet.

And so begins this blog. I don't know where this is going or if I'll have anything worthwhile for anyone else to read. I just hope that at the very least my future posts will be a source of entertainment (or commiseration) for somebody!