Merry Christmas!

It’s two days before Christmas

and in our house,

this mama is trying to button her blouse.

Her belly has gotten so big, and so round

she can’t get herself up when she sits on the ground.

She had a workout just wrapping the presents,

because leaning forward is highly unpleasant.

Mommy doesn’t have the energy for baking this year,

but still Leah is feeling the holiday cheer.

When it comes to new babes, she is not too excited.

Rather, I think, she feels kind of blighted.

But that doesn’t stop her from singing happy tunes.

About red nosed reindeer, she typically croons.

It doesn’t stop her eyes from alighting

when she hears tales of holiday magic, such as reindeer flighting.

No, it doesn’t stop her or make her merriment mild,

for the magic of Christmas lives on in this child.

And so even with her baby brother looming,

and a mommy who is having trouble grooming,

Leah will not have a moment of spite,

Merry Christmas, Ya’ll! Have a great night!


The Story of Leah’s Life

Yesterday we were in the car listening to the radio when that song ‘Story of my Life’ came on. We listened in silence for a moment when Leah piped up.

Leah: This song is weird.

Me: I think it’s kinda pretty. Doesn’t your life tell a story?

Leah: No, it does not! My life is just all about playing, playing with Daddy, and watching tv. And then playing some more.


Well, I think that just about sums it up! But, what she doesn’t realize is that every time she plays, every morning that she wakes up and says amusing things, every breath she takes- are all contributing to her very own story. I am so proud to be her mommy and I love watching the story of Leah’s life unfold. Although, I am in no rush for it to progress too much.

Cartoons are Obnoxious

Ruby is a know-it-all, and Max is a whiner. And WHERE ARE THEIR PARENTS?

The Bubble Guppies are cool, but their songs get stuck in my head for days.

SpongeBob- you can’t get any more f-ing annoying. Between the laugh, the music, his voice…ugh!

Peppa Pig makes me nuts with all the freaking snorting.

Olivia is a bad influence with her selfish and self-centered ways.

Paw Patrol has talking dogs and a kid who is always cheerful. Always.

Peter Rabbit- when are you going to learn to stay out of Mr. Todd’s yard? I mean, come on!

Dora- do I really even need to go there?

What kids shows do you love to hate? Some of these are amazing for me, because without them I would never get my house cleaned and my homework done, but still. I miss Sesame Street. I loved watching that with Leah. Nick Jr. is just annoying.

The Baby Brother Blues

I am now 35 weeks pregnant with my son, and Leah is still not totally on board. She loves to feel him move and kick and will sometimes talk to my belly, but she tells me that she only likes him while he is in there. At the same time, she tells me I was more fun before I was pregnant.

Everyone asks Leah, “Are you excited for your baby brother?”

She gets angry, growls (not even joking) and then replies, “No! I am not excited!”

And then, typically, the person will ask, “What? You’re not excited? But, aren’t you going to help take care of him?”

That question only serves to further enrage my child.

“No, no, no! I am not changing diapers! I am not feeding him! And I am not going to play with him!”

I have never met a little girl who so wants nothing to do with babies and who has not even a smidge of excitement about becoming a big sister. I can only hope that if I don’t prod her or bring it up with her, she will come around when she meets him.

Oh, and that’s another thing- I asked Leah if she would come and see me at the hospital.

“That depends. Will it be just you, or is that baby going to be there, too?” she asked me.

I told her the baby would be there, but that I will be missing her terribly and I will want her to come snuggle with me for awhile. She agreed that she would be willing to do that. And so it will begin- maybe when she sees how tiny and cute her brother is she will fall in love. Or maybe she will slowly come around. Or, maybe I should consider co-sleeping…just in case she decides to kidnap him in the middle of the night and leave him on a neighbor’s doorstep. She IS really smart!

Leah on Feliz Navidad

I thought it would be fun to teach Leah to say “Feliz Navidad” and told her it is Merry Christmas in Spanish. It went something like this:



That episode of ‘Friends’ was all I could think of because every time I would say it phonetically for Leah (Fay-lees Navay-dod) she would respond “Fleece Nobbyblav!” and I would correct her and the she would say, “But that’s what I just said!” It was hysterical.

Although, I am now slightly worried about how her foreign language grades will look in the not too distant future!