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They Have a New Baby!

February 13, 2010

Yesterday I was driving behind a new family. They didn’t have a “Baby on Board” decal, but the other signs were definitely there.

You know, driving 20 mph in a 45 mph zone, mommy sitting in the back with the infant car seat and Daddy driving even slower through traffic lights making sure there was no one running a red light.

Viewing this I couldn’t help but smile. It made me think back to bringing Princess #1 home. I recalled the nervousness I felt as we began the 30 minute ride home. Normally it would have been 15-20 minutes, but with our precious cargo there was no way we were chancing anything.

Yellow meant stop and each time we had a turn I would make sure she had not been shuffled too much in her car seat. The looks I gave Hubby if I thought he didn’t slow down enough were priceless. And I couldn’t wait to get her home and off the streets with “these crazy New Jersey drivers!”.

Princess #2 was pretty much the same, while Princess #3 was a little more relaxed. Not because she was #3, but because we lived closer to the hospital, North Carolina drivers make me crazy for other reasons and there weren’t as many turns and lights… LOL.

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Some Reasons to Tackle this Baby Weight

January 30, 2010

FYI, this list is to motivate me. If it helps you, well… that’s even better.

Oonagh by Nanette Lepore Polo Dress

  • I LOVE wearing dresses, especially simple ones like this by Nanette Lepore.
  • I love shopping sales and the pickings are better the smaller the size.
  • My family just joined the YMCA, which means the girls are going to want to go to the pool, which means I’ll need to wear a swimsuit in public.
  • If I’m going to work out anyway, might as well set a goal.
  • Blogalicious is in Miami this year!
  • I don’t plan to get pregnant again, so this should be the last time I’m here.
  • Life is full of many things I can’t control, but my weight is not on this list.
  • “That” belly dancing move…
  • I want to be a good role model for my girls.
  • Pictures don’t lie.
  • I like eating healthy, so there’s no reason not to do it.
  • The inspiration jeans I bought when I was pregnant the second time.
  • NYC shopping spree for my 35th Birthday!
  • I don’t want to lose the “fabulousness” of being me.

 Have others I can use? Please share.

Escalating Threats

January 27, 2010

My four-year-old does not take “no” well. And since we don’t allow tantrums and door slamming, she punishes us with threats.

Until two weeks ago, her biggest was “You’re not invited to my birthday party!” So, imagine my surprise when my refusal to let her watch cartoons prompted an “I’m going to call the police!”

Okay…  what?! Where did you learn THAT?! That’s what I wanted to say, but of course I can’t let her see my shock. So I keep my cool and do what any loving, devoted mother would do. That’s right, I scared her.

I explained to her that calling the police is what she does if someone is hurting her. So, if she decided to call the police they would think that I was hurting her. And since it is their job to protect her they would have to take her to live with someone else. And these new people wouldn’t be nearly as nice as Mommy and Daddy. Plus, she wouldn’t be able to play with us after her bath and she wouldn’t be able to see her little sisters every day. This got her attention, but here’s what really got her.

I explained that when the police came they would take her, but not her toys, clothes or jewelry. Her response, “You mean I would have to leave ALL of my clothes here?!” When I answered yes, she says, “Well, Mommy… I was just playing…”.

I’m not sure how I feel about this. I think I did a good job of explaining when policemen should be called and the consequences of prank phone calls. But really, is the idea of leaving her clothes behind the most traumatic thing to her?

(Just kidding, I know she would miss her sisters, toys… oh yeah, her parents, too… *smile*)

Something New

January 22, 2010

To most of us something new signals a new purchase or a groundbreaking experience. And while that is nice (trust me, I LOVE to shop…) one of the best new things we can get is a perspective. You know, a fresh look at something or someone.

Instead of finding fault with people we are blessed to know or our circumstances, a constantly fresh perspective can keep us focused on what is going right.

This freshness is helping me keep my cool when Hubby does not see the clothes he left in the middle of the bathroom floor. I remind myself that he provides uncontrollable laughter when I need it most, so I can just pick up the clothes without nagging.

Instead of dwelling on my best friend’s struggle with punctuality, I focus on the fact that she will open her door or answer her phone at 3 a.m. if I need to talk.

And instead of looking back and wishing I had done things differently I look at it as life lessons. Now I have things that I can teach others and it also keeps me humble, not judgmental.

So yes, I am a sucker for new accessories, and I’m always looking for a new experience. But these things are temporary joys. Being grateful for the life that I have and the people in it, that’s the best something new I can ever give myself.

Towanda

p.s. This post was inspired by My Brown Baby’s Beautiful Mind Writing Contest.

Weighed In Public

January 14, 2010

Our office has a New Year’s Resolution Fitness Challenge. Teams of four band together to drink 64 oz. of water, eat fruits and veggies and hopefully lose a few pounds in the process. Seems harmless enough, right?

Well, that’s what I thought too. At least that was the case until I got a call from my team captain this morning saying our team was to be weighed in at 9:05. Ummm, what?!!! Does this mean that THREE other people (four including the nurse) will know my weight? Okay, I realize I shouldn’t ask this question out loud, because who wants a team member starting the challenge withholding information? So I say “ok” in my bubbly voice, yet inside I am a panicky mess.

I look at the clock and it is 8:56. How in the world am I going to lose at least 15 pounds in the next 10 minutes, because there is NO WAY I’m letting these people know my real weight. And yes, now these lovely team members have been reduced to “these people.”

I look at my outfit and decide the Spanx have to go, because they must easily weigh a pound. Next are my boots, which I trade for pumps. Added bonus, no socks with pumps. I have on a cardigan and I decide I will take that off when I get in the nurse’s office. Sure, I don’t really want to show my arms right now, but it’s better than the scale embarrassing me.

Then I get even more ridiculous. I close my office door and start doing sets of jumping jacks, squats and lunges. You know, using the larger muscles to hopefully make the scale my friend. I only have time for two sets of each and then I sprint over to the nurse’s building.

When I get there, NO ONE is there but her. It seems the TEAM has a weigh-in time, but we are each weighed in private! I still took off my cardigan.

Santa brought me NOTHING!

January 4, 2010

We celebrate Christmas. We just don’t do the Santa thing. So, when you ask my four year old what Santa brought her you get a 2-minute dissertation. But, it’s not the explanation that I gave her. It’s the way she has processed the info from me, her teachers and the holiday movies.

In her “I know everything because I’m four voice” you’ll hear something like,

“Santa brought me NOTHING! My mommy says Santa is just for pretend, he’s a fairy tale, but I know better because he came to my school and I took a picture with him.” *flailing arms for extra emphasis*

“She says he’s just playing dress up, like when I play fairy, but I don’t think so. Santa is real. He just didn’t bring me anything. But that’s okay, because my family bought me stuff. Yes Mommy… Grandma…  Aunt Glenda, they all bought me stuff. Maybe next year if mommy believes he’ll bring me something. *shrugs shoulders* I don’t know.”

Luckily we have this on video. It should be perfect for blackmail when she’s older… LOL.

Now, what we do emphasize during Christmas is the spirit of giving, loving and the birth of Jesus. I let them help me put up the nativity scene and angels.

We talk about God and his gift to us. We read a great book that discusses Jesus and Santa, “God Gave Us Christmas”. And each daughter gets three gifts from me to symbolize the three gifts from the wise men.

I’m hoping as they grow up they’ll appreciate the Long-household ritual, even find a way to add their own flavor to it.

Now I’m preparing for the Easter Bunny…

Upping My Cooking Game

January 3, 2010

Corny Mango Salmon with sauteed green beans and rice

I am not a bad cook. In fact, I’m pretty good. Predictable, yes, but good. My favorite dishes stay in heavy rotation, and I supplement those with eating out. So this year I plan to try at least one new recipe each week. You know, keep the family guessing.

For New Year’s Eve I made these awesome chocolate chip cheesecake cookie cups. OH. MY. GOD. They were SO good! I put the leftovers in the freezer and they are even better straight out the freezer! Yeah, this might be a problem…

Yesterday’s dinner featured corny mango salmon. Let’s just say my mouth is watering as I type this. It took all of me to share the last piece with Hubby.  I usually order these types of dishes when we go out, but to make them at home… oh yeah, I’m so excited!

I’m not sure what’s on the menu for this week, but I’m taking suggestions.