Baby's First Word

A few months ago a friend of mine casually mentioned that her son who is 3 months younger than my son was saying, "mama". So this gets me thinking, should my little guy be saying words. Cause so far, all he does is babble gobbly gook. So I start practicing with him. About 1000 times a day I say mama, mama, mama! If anyone would hear me, they would think I was nuts. But of course when it comes to a mother talking to her baby, we are all nuts. And those of you that don't have kids & don't like kids, would not understand this one bit. So don't laugh or make fun, just keep reading. Anyway, I've been saying mama so much that even my daughter started practicing with the little guy. So this is going on for about a month or more, and one day I'm practicing my little heart out to him. He looks me straight in the face & what does he say..."da-da!" What the heck? Where did that come from? Da-da? What about mama? And of course, the hubby just thinks this is wonderful. And now the little guy is saying, "Hi da-da!" 2 words & putting them together, but still no mama. Can a 10 month old know that he has this much power over his mother?

My Blog, My Opinion

It seems as though I may have offended "singlebychoice". When I first read her blog I questioned whether or not she was even real or if these events really took place. From her defensiveness, I'm guessing she is real & these things have really happened. With that being said, it is really none of my business or concern how others live their lives. I don't know "singlebychoice" and probably never will. If she wants to continue to live her live "promiscuously" then so be it. I may not agree with her lifestyle but its not mine to agree with. I may continue to read her posts from time to time just to get a jaw-dropping shock or a good laugh!! So to "singlebychoice", I won't apologize for my opinions because they are just that MY opinions, but I will wish you good luck and safe sex!!!

The Rescue of Blankie

Being a mother is without a doubt the hardest job I've ever had, but with the greatest rewards. I've never been challenged in my career like I've been challenged by a 3 year old. I have many times been the boo-boo fixer and actually been called "the best cooker eber" but today I performed my first miracle...

Yesterday when my daughter arrived home from daycare she was carrying her blankie in a plastic store bag. She had had an accident during nap time so blankie needed to get a bath. I didn't have much other laundry to wash so I scrambled around looking for things to throw in the washer with blankie. My hubby lives out of his truck most of the time so he brings me 4 pair of pants. He brought the pants to me knowing they were going directly to the washing machine, but silly me neglected to check the pockets. This is totally my fault, I know to ALWAYS check pockets. So now the clothes are done washing, without looking at the clothes, they make their way to the dryer. Now by this time its bedtime so the poor thing has to go to bed without blankie. We have a replacement blankie that can be used in an emergency, but she's just not as good as the original. Morning rolls around & I run to the dryer to get blankie ready for daycare to discover she is covered in GUM!!! All kinds of gobbly gook on her!! So I break the news to my not a morning person daughter who bursts into tears. Feeling terrible for not checking hubby's pockets & knowing exactly how she's feeling since I too had...ok still have a blankie of my own, we got off to daycare with replacement blankie. Walking into daycare still in tears, I promise her that miracle working mommy will fix blankie as soon as we get home. As these words are coming out of my mouth, I'm thinking "how the heck am I going to do this?"

We arrive home & the first thing I do is head to the laundry room to meet my challenge. I place ice cubes on the blobs of gum on blankie & start dinner. Checking back every few minutes to see how she's coming along, I then start my magic. After about 30 minutes of picking, scrubbing, and that little hint of motherly love, blankie is starting to look like her old self. Another run through the washing machine & she's good as new. I yell from the laundry room, "blankie is fixed, she's all better!!!" Which of course is responsed to with a "thank you Mommy!" and a smile bigger than any Christmas bonus!!!!

Trashy Girls

My pal Jimmy thinks I should be the Talk Soup of bloggers. While this task would be quite fun & entertaining for my readers, this would also take lots of my time to search through to find blogs worthy of my comments. So I'll start with a few comments about the 2 recent blogs I've read.

The first, singlebychoicedamnit.blogspot.com is a girl that had just broken up with her boyfriend, a side bar with a count down "since I've been laid", and a hot pink background, which is what caught my eye & led me to start reading. The "since I've been laid" information should have been a huge red flag for me to just stop before I start, but being the nosy person I am I started to read as "singlebychoice" describes the intimate things she would like to do with, to, and for "hottie co-worker". I was all alone as I was reading her poetry, however I believe I was blushing. And thinking do you kiss your mother with that potty mouth? So call me a old or maybe a prude, but I've never spoke about anything the way she was writing about this guy & since the guy was not available...herself!! I'll leave you with that for now & move on to psuslut...

So psuslut comments on Aaron's Daily Rant which I linked to from my pal Mike. There were 22 comments on Aaron's post titled "Modern Rock Chart." First off, why would you call yourself psuslut. Come on? That's just asking for trouble. So anyway psuslut discovers that she & Aaron like the same band. Cool! So she wants to hook up at the show. Have you never read anything psuslut, you don't hook up with guys on the internet. You don't know Aaron. You don't talk to strangers, especially on the internet, especially when your name is psuslut. So anyway, Aaron & psuslut continue to comment back & forth & then Aaron's buddy Seahawk 4000 tries to sneak in on this action. And this goes on & on & on, finally psuslut signs off by saying if I see you at the concert I will let you see my t*ts...what did she just say? Yeah, I had to read that twice to make sure I read it right.

Ok so here's my 2 cents for "singlebychoice", "psuslut" and the single guys of the world, where is your self esteem "ladies"? Do you really talk to guys like this? Does your mother know you talk to guys like this? And guys, do you like it when girls talk like this? If I were a 25 year old guy & some girl talked to me this way, sure my hormones would take over as a first instinct & I would think yes, this girl is great. But then reality would kick in & is this the kind of girl you want to take home to meet mom? And so then you fall in love, get married & you have kids & one day your kids say "so how did you & mommy meet?" What do you say to that? She showed me her t*ts at a concert, we "hooked up" afterwards & its been wonderful ever since... NO guys, you look at this girl & think she is trash. There are better girls out there! So guys don't hook up with trashy girls & trashy girls, get some counseling.

First Post

Ok so I'm finally going to join the world of bloggers. It will probably be days & days between each post. And I'm sure to bore all of you readers with complaints about my hubby and mostly just brag about my 2 beautiful children...did I mention how beautiful they are? They really are beautiful!! So here's the quick run down on boring Lindsay...I'm 28, a full time working mother of 2 beautiful children. I've been married for almost 5 years, yeah who thought it would last this long!?!!?!?! My daughter will be 4 next month & my son is a little over 9 months. I've been reading blogs for a few months feeling somewhat like a stocker & reading sometimes very intimate deals of others lives. So I thought "what the heck? just do it" So here I am blogging away...