Leah on Being a Big Sister

Leah: Mommy, when the baby comes I am gonna move out with Daddy and live somewhere else. You can stay here and take care of the baby.

Me: Sorry, kid, that’s not an option. We are a family and we stick together.

The rest of this conversation involved Leah bursting into tears, my pregnancy hormones taking over, and therefore I removed myself from the conversation and let it go. Until last night.

Leah: Mommy, if the baby is a girl, then I’ll consider staying here.

Good to know! The girl’s got her priorities.


Is it sad…

that I seriously laugh out loud while watching My Little Pony with Leah? Pinkie Pie is my absolute favorite pony. She is so funny, and always PinkiePieHiReshappy! Plus, Leah is learning some great traits from all of the ponies.

From Pinkie Pie she has learned to always smile and be joyful.

From Applejack she has learned to work hard.

From Twilight Sparkle she has learned the importance of friendship.

I won’t go into all of the ponies, but what I love about this show is that it is entertaining for children and parents, without having any inappropriate humor in it. My daughter absolutely loves it for it’s entertainment value, but she is also learning.

Speaking of Pregnancy Hormones…

When I was about eight months pregnant with Leah, Dave and I watched the movie “Marley and Me.” Have you seen it? If not, *Spoiler Alert*!

The movie follows the life of Marley, an adorable yellow lab dog and his family. And then, after many heartwarming moments where you grow to relate to the family and love the dog as much as they do, he DIES! Yup, the dog grows old, gets sick, and dies in the end. What a horrible ending! What a horrible idea to watch pregnant!

I cried at the end of the movie, and I cried myself to sleep that night. I cried throughout the next few days, at random times.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” Dave would ask me.

“It’s Marley!” I would cry. “Why did he have to die? They loved him so much!”

It was crazy. It died down over the next few days. However, we were headed somewhere in the car one day, weaving through our neighborhood, when I suddenly burst out crying.

“What is it?” Dave asked, panicked. He probably thought I was going into labor!

“Look! Those people are walking their dog.” I pointed.


“It just made me think of Marley!”

Poor Dave. I don’t know how he puts up with me normally, let alone pregnant! It’s a good thing I give him gorgeous children!

The Chicken Parm Incident

This happened a few weeks ago now and I finally feel ready to laugh about it. It was the night of the sleepover I posted about, when Leah spent the night at my mom’s house. Dave and I had a gift card to a nice Italian restaurant, and so we went out for a date night.

Perusing the menu, everything sounded delicious, and I was having option anxiety. Dave, on the other hand, chose his go-to Italian favorite, chicken parm. I also love chicken parm, but I was eyeing other things and decided to be adventurous and order something I couldn’t pronounce- gnocchi. I had no idea what it was.

That was a mistake. This was back when I was still pretty sick all the time, too. The pasta had a weird, thick sort of texture. It tasted okay, and I was able to eat a small amount along with all the of the chicken that was in it. But, the following day I was not too keen on eating the leftovers for lunch. In fact, I could not even stomach the thought of it.

I watched Dave’s leftover chicken parm going round and round in the microwave and my mouth watered. I opened cabinets. I closed cabinets. I opened the fridge. I closed the fridge. There was nothing in either place that looked appetizing to me. When the microwave beeped, Dave came in and got out a plate for his meal. I looked at that chicken parm- and I burst out crying. I tried to turn away so that Dave would not witness such ridiculousness, but he noticed.

He put the plate in front of me.

“No,” I told him. “I can’t eat your lunch.”

“Hun, you’re crying!” he laughed. “It’s JUST chicken.”

And with that, I burst out laughing. And then ate his leftover deliciousness. Oh, pregnancy hormones. You strike at the oddest times.

Leah on Being a Grown-up

The other day Leah announced to me that she wants to be a house builder when she grows up!

“Wow, what a cool job that is!” I told her.

She then started listing other things she will do.

“All the houses I build will be purple, and I will wear a purple helmet, AND I will shave my legs!”

Well, I’m glad to know my daughter plans on leg hair removal when she grows up. That is a really important habit for “house builders”.  I wonder if she plans to use a purple razor?

WordPress Family Award!

wpfamilyawardI am so excited to  announce that I have been nominated for the WordPress Family Award! I love these award nominations from other bloggers. It means the world to me to look at a blog with a huge following and know that not only is that blogger reading my words, but also enjoying them enough to recognize me for an award. The rules for this one are simple- I thank the blogger who nominated me, and then I get the chance to pay it forward by nominating some of my favorite WordPress bloggers.

So, without further ado, I would like to thank Chrissy Adventures for the nomination. You can check out her crazy adventures, whether they be in life or parenting, and her wisdom at http://chrissyadventures.wordpress.com/. I am so honored that she nominated me for this award, and I enjoy following her blog very much. Chrissy also recently set up a pinterest board for us bloggers, and you can see that here.

Now for the blogs that I get the honor of nominating for the award! I try to follow blogs with some different topics and these five are some of the ones I enjoy reading the most (besides Chrissy’s Adventure’s, of course! 🙂 ):

Bucket List Publications

Raising 5 Kids with Disabilities and Remaining Sane

A Confederacy of Spinsters

Mommy Man

Brooke’s Voice

I hope that you check out these great blogs and enjoy them as much as I do!