Life is just a bowl of chocolates, so when it gives you lemons, teach a woman to fish and she'll have something to squeeze on her dinner!

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Aquafina=your sink+a filter or two

Was I the only one surprised that Aquafina is literally tap water? Yes, it's filtered, but still. Apparently it says right on the bottle: "PWS," meaning "public water source." Not that anyone would know what those letters stand for. Crafty! Matt's response was, "Duh. Of course it's tap water." I guess since it made the national news, I'm not the only one who assumed the water came from some special source. Now, what about Dasani?

I'm too cheap to buy bottled water if tap is readily available anyway. Plus think of all that plastic going into the environment. My brother just told me he heard that it takes 20 bottles of water to make the plastic that creates one bottle of Fiji water. I don't know if that's true, but I believe it.

Update, thanks to Brian: Apparently it takes 26 times the amount of water to create a bottle of Fiji water than the bottle contains.

Two months old!

And getting pudgier by the day!

Newborn:
1-month-old:
2-month-old:

Mark the Day!

Augie, arguably the laziest cat in Minneapolis, who plays with bugs and then loses any instinct to kill or eat them, caught a mouse last night! Matt and I just about fell over. I would have fallen over if Augie had brought the mouse (still living) to me, but luckily he brought his trophy to Matt. The mouse tried to run away and Matt grabbed it. I told him I never would have done that, and that in fact most women wouldn't have, and he said that was sexist.

Female readers, weigh in: Would you have grabbed a mouse with your bare hand if your cat had brought it to your feet? I told Matt I was going to take a poll to show him I was just being realistic. Maybe, though, I am just unusually wussy.

The bad news is we have mice.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Who is that lovely lady?

Friday, July 20, 2007

What's up with that?

I think it's funny when people think that just because I'm now a mom I can't relate to single people or people without kids. I was basically single for 27 years, and a nonparent for 33 years. I still read the paper and have opinions about politics, music, books, etc. (I don't always have time to post about them, but here's a sampling: The movie "Evening" is florid and predictable (though it was still worth seeing as a night out with cool people!) ; Bush's decision to commute Scooter Libby's sentence was predictable and cowardly; Cheney's argument that he isn't part of the executive branch is just another sign of his megolomania; the book "The Last of Her Kind" by Sigrid Nunez is definitely worth reading.) I'll only bore you with details about Madeleine's life if you want to hear about them, and then I guess they're not boring.

I also think this whole "mom wars" debate is lame and only of interest to those who have unresolved issues about their life choices. I am a working mom (granted, only part time for the moment, full-time starting in September), but I think for me, working will make me a better mom. I won't feel guilty about it as long as I feel Madeleine is at a good place during the day.

I personally believe my life is made richer by knowing people who have made choices that are different from my own, and I fully respect their choices. How boring would life be if we were only close to people like ourselves?

But that's just me.

Sunday, July 08, 2007

Smiley

Life with Baby

People have asked me about Madeleine's schedule, and I'm like, "Schedule...?" I realized I gave multiple updates on my pregnancy but since she's been born, it's just lots of photos. I know not everyone wants to hear about the minute details of life with a new baby, but for those who do...

Madeleine has been pretty easy, though not one of those babies that sleeps all the time (although it's a lot easier to take her picture when she is sleeping). She generally gets up twice a night, though sometimes it's every hour and sometimes it's every four hours. She seems to be going longer before feedings, thank goodness. That's been a tough transition for me, as I'm someone who's enjoyed her sleep for 33 years and don't find it that easy to wake up every three or so hours. We did move her bassinet from our room to the office because she's such a vigorous grunter and often punctuates her grunts with loud hiccups. I think she's started smiling, though it's sort of a vague happy upturning of the mouth. We've been taking her out and about quite a bit, and she's been great.
We've gone out to dinner a few times and other than when we went out for my grandparents' 60th (!) wedding anniversary when everyone took turns trying to keep her happy, she complies by sleeping through it. At my parents' annual 4th of July party (which was great!), she slept the whole time, leaving everyone with the impression that she is the ideal baby. Well, she might be the ideal baby, but not because she really does sleep all the time! She has some pipes on her, too (look closely at the last picture), and seems to like picking the times when I'm out running errands and Matt is watching her to exercise them nonstop for an hour.

As for Matt and I, we're doing well. Our "party all the time" lifestyle (as if!) has changed a bit, though. Last night I found myself watching the Live Earth concerts on TV, after earlier in the evening asking my brother and Matt who watches concerts on TV. I guess I do—when there's nothing else on and your Netflix movie hasn't arrived and it's 100 degrees outside!

I go back to work part-time a week from Monday, and then full-time four weeks later. Part of me is just dreading it, and part of me is looking forward to slowly getting back into the swing of work life. That might change when it sinks in, though, who knows. Pumping at work is going to be quite a joy, but such is life. Nothing like having two suction cups stuck to your boobs to really feel like a human cow!

For those of you who haven't heard about her birth from me ... she was born three weeks early on the Friday of Memorial Day weekend. We were watching a movie and had just finished eating a pizza when I felt a twinge and then my water broke quite dramatically. She was born about two and a half hours later by C-Section, and it was quite fortuitous that my doctor was on call and already at the hospital. It turns out that my uterus is shaped like a heart and she was basically in just half of it, which is why she was breech, and also why she was pretty small. My mom had a septum in her uterus, which leads me to think it's genetic. So all the acupuncture, chiropractic care, exercises and ice packs in the world weren't going to make her turn around! And now she seems to prefer to be held in a little bundle on our chests, so maybe that's why. Everything went very well and my recovery went smoothly, too. They had me up and walking the next morning, so I think that helped. Now I'm pretty much back to normal and have gone running twice (though I can't live up to Polly's example!). Madeleine and I have taken a lot of walks and have taken full advantage of the nature center and Lake Harriet to get moving. Now that it's super hot again, though, we're sort of stuck inside. And I just don't feel like being a mall walker, sorry. I'd rather dance around the house to Baby Mozart!

Anyway, that's the update—life is good and we've had a great time with our new little daughter, who's now six weeks old. I can't wait for you all to meet her.