Tuesday, August 12, 2014

nothing earth shattering to read here

I haven't had much of interest to discuss lately. If you want to hear how the never ending crisis in the middle east in impacting the socioeconomic scene, I suggest you leave asap. If you want to hear how Sesame lays on her back on her play mat and rotates herself around in a full circle by swinging her legs then you're at the right place. 

* I packed up Annabelle's preemie clothes and the smallest of her newborn clothes this week. I may have cried. What happened to my little ball of squish with the wrinkly face?! How can I get her back?
Sadie understands how I feel.
While we're on the topic of clothes, Sundays outfit was a home run. Ruffle socks AND a pair of my beloved baby shoes. Fun fact: last month these capris were pants. I'm taking advantage of skinny minnie to getting every single wear I can out of her newborn clothes.
* I called the doctor to make Annabelle's four month appointment and very confidently told the receptionist that her name is Allison. When I realized and corrected myself VERY enthusiastically, all I heard on her end were crickets. It was very awkward.

* I hate calling the doctor for every little sniffle and cough the baby has. I'm really trying to promote the fact that I'm not a hypochondriac when it comes to my child's symptoms, thank you very much. And yet we've been to the doctor three times in the last five weeks. For some reason I assumed Christopher operated under the same policy. He does not. I found this out when he asked the doctor something about AB's poor leg circulation (which was a perfectly fine question) and followed it up with "We want to be sure we aren't putting her diaper on too tight." And just like that my ego shattered into a million pieces on the exam room floor. The part of me that has changed 12,416 diapers over the years shriveled up and died.  This office will never again think I have things under control if they're concerned "we" don't know how to put diapers on properly. 

I recently started doing zumba again. Unfortunately nightly klondike bars do not a flat stomach make so I go to zumba and dance in the best way my white self can. At my old zumba I was the best white lady there. I was also the only white lady. This is a zumba toning class so everyone has two little (and I do mean little) 1.2lb weights that make noises when you shake them. I bring 2lb weights because if I can't be the best white lady there I want to be the heavy-weight champion of the class. I was really proud of holding that position for a whole week until I went to the class last night. I was doing my "warm up", aka swinging my arms around in random directions, when I saw myself in the mirror. I looked just like Michael Phelps swinging his arms around before a race and you know what I comment on every time I see him about to swim? How ridiculous he looks. You know who I'm not a fan of? Michael Phelps. I was humbled. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and eat 12 klondike bars. 

7 comments:

Jen said...

She looks adorable in those ruffled socks!

Barbara said...

Allison? Sounds like your genetic predisposition toward the Showering Flubb disease is surfacing. Better call the doctor. Or Grandma.
PS You're a wonderful mom and I'm sure the doctor can see that...

Jamie said...

That outfit is the cutest!

Miss to Mrs said...

Packing away clothes gets me every single time. All those favorite outfits that she will never wear again! It's too much for my heart. There are usually a lot of tears involved. My husband looks at me like I'm growing six heads.

When Alyson was a week old my neighbor brought me over a cake. I was so freaking tired and all I could think about was how I was going to devour that cake the second she closed the door. When she asked me Alyson's name I couldn't remember. I COULDN'T REMEMBER MY DAUGHTER'S NAME?! Who does that?! Also, I'm terrified I'm going to give someone her wrong birthday and they are going to think she isn't really my daughter and then launch an investigation for child abduction.

I don't over think anything. I'm perfectly normal!

Mrs. K said...

I always laugh out loud at your posts. The thing that got me this time was "Allison" LOL

Allison said...

I KNEW YOU WANTED TO NAME HER AFTER ME!!!! Obviously, I will be referring to her as Allison or Mini-me from now on...

Kate @ Daffodils said...

At least you are going to Zumba! Sometimes I think about working out while eating nachos and drinking wine. One day...