Wednesday, October 29, 2008

The Most Important First

This afternoon, Jett woke up from his nap, planted a kiss on my face, threw his arms around my neck and said, "I love Momma," so light and breezy, like the feeling was just sitting there on his tongue he didn't even think about it, it just tumbled out, true and fast and free.

And all I could think about was the day he was born.



Tonight as he was handing out his goodnight kisses, we heard "I love Kai" and "I love Dada!" Then he jumped up and ran around the living room in circles shouting, "I love Momma! I love Kai! I love Dada!" That confirmed it!

And all I could think of was this.

And this.



Hours later, I can not think of anything else. He loves me. He loves us. And he said it.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Jett's Bed: A Series

Before nap.

After nap.
Air, air, and more air.

Kai wants to see him stick the landing.


Jett!

Monday, October 20, 2008

Main Street: Update #1: Groceries

We are living on savings and unemployment checks now, and so far it hasn't been so bad. We did indeed cut our grocery bill in half that first week, primarily because we didn't have to buy diapers and we had a bunch of food in our cupboards that we built our meals around. Our second grocery bill was higher because we had to buy diapers and toilet paper and stuff like that, but it was still lower than usual, because, well, because it has to be.

One expensive item we've taken off our grocery list is cereal. Jett, Charlie, and I used to eat cereal for breakfast every morning. But those boxes are pretty expensive, and when you eat Lucky Charms and Sugar Smacks for dessert like Charlie does, you end up buying a lot of cereal every week. My friend Amy mentioned in her blog that her family eats bran muffins for breakfast - a recipe she got from the Frugal Gourmet. I googled the recipe and started making the batter too. It saves for weeks in your fridge, so you just spoon some into a muffin tin in the morning and let it bake for half an hour. I also started making pancake batter and waffle batter up ahead of time. Now for the last couple of weeks Jett and I have been eating muffins and yogurt and pancakes and bananas for breakfast. It tastes pretty good and I think it's saving us a few bucks.

The dinners that we cooked that first week were pretty good, didn't feel like penny-pinchers, and like I said, made use of food that we already had. We ate Pad Thai (one of Charlie's specialties), black bean and rice burritos, juevos rancheros, eggplant parmesan (frozen, breaded eggplant cutlets from Trader Joe's), Butternut Sage Orzo, and potato soup.

But the diapers. Oh, my sordid love affair with cloth and disposable diapers. I had Jett in cloth diapers for two days straight, and my word, no two-year old should poop in anything but the toilet. Cloth diapers might be idealistic and environmentally friendly, but oh, The Disgusting. To deal with it, I now have a plastic tub, a wet/dry bag, a can of sanitizer, and rubber gloves sitting next to the toilet in our guest bathroom. Lovely. Charlie suggested that we only put cloth diapers on Jett after he has, you know, done his business. I tried that last week, but that proved to be a ridiculous waiting game that had me obsessing about when The Disgusting would come. So now I have to either submit to The Disgusting and keep those cloth diapers on him all day or give in to the poop-on-my-rubber-gloved-hands-opposed person I really am. (Kai is in cloth diapers all day as long as I've kept up with the laundry, but his diapers don't yet need to be wrung out. In toilet water). So the diaper issue, and any possible cost-savings surrounding it, are yet to be determined. We'll see how this week goes.

In addition to disposable diapers, some other things have jumped back on to our grocery list even though they are luxury items. One is organic milk. This is killing Charlie because organic milk is $3 more per gallon than non-organic. But I talked Charlie in to that and I also talked him in to chocolate. We used to always have a package of Dove chocolates around, but I finally recognized my chocolate addiction when I found myself making a glass of chocolate milk for myself every afternoon after putting Jett down for a nap. We've never gone through milk, or chocolate sauce, that fast. It was obvious that I needed chocolate every day. We did downgrade, however. Last week Charlie bought Kit-Kats. They are already gone.

Of course, I am not the only one with the luxury items. While Charlie appears frustrated that the people controlling our satellite tv won't refund us any money for the football package even if we cancel it, of course there is no point in canceling the football package if we are stuck paying for it anyway. There is always a silver lining somewhere.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Yoga



My last yoga class with Kai was last week. Kai loved it, and that made me love it too. Mostly I loved spending an hour of guided, uninterrupted time with Kai. Hopefully we will find a way and a time to keep that going.


Love that yogi bootie!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Tasty



Looks like we've got another toe muncher over here. Such yummy toes, but I prefer his chunky thighs.

Remember when Jett started tasting his toes?

Friday, October 10, 2008

Where has all the Sleep gone?

Kai,

Do you remember when you used to sleep through the night? It wasn't so long ago. From 10pm to 10am, you'd just sleep and sleep and sleep. Where did you sleep? In your co-sleeper. Pay attention, now. That part is important.

Now you only fall asleep in my arms, or in your swing. I don't know how we got to this point. I blame it, mostly, on your baby-acid-reflux. I think that's why you prefer to sleep on an incline. But that doesn't explain why you sleep better in my bed than in your bed. My bed is as flat as yours, yet reflux doesn't seem to be much of a problem when you are sleeping in my bed.

It is so sweet to see you sleep so soundly next to me and Daddy. But you see, I don't get any sleep that way. You like to sleep with your arms outstretched, and that leaves me hardly any room on the bed at all. I'm practically in the cosleeper myself - if only I could fit.

When you aren't sleeping with outstretched arms, you're sleeping with your head on my arm. This is also very sweet, for the first half hour. Then my elbow starts to get tingly and my fingers start to feel trapped, and the sweat from the back of your head starts to mingle with the sweat in the crook of my elbow, and your hair curls up in little moist curls, and I know I will miss that some day...maybe that day should be today.

Look at your sweet little self. Your cosleeper misses you. Don't you miss it too?

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Main St.

We have found ourselves smack in the middle of Main Street, USA. You know, Main Street, the one that Wall Street screwed. The one where your boss hands you a paycheck and - surprise! - tells you it is your last one, because he can't afford to pay you, or any of his staff, any more.

So we are pinching pennies around here, and trying not to bite our nails down to their cuticles.

The first things to go are the extra 742 channels on our tv, internet access on our cell phones, unlimited bus rides for me and the kids during the day, and organic food. Also, disposable diapers. Kai's been in cloth diapers during the day since birth, and since I already have them, I'm trying them out on Jett again too. Hopefully they'll fit him better this time, and I'll be able to keep up with the extra laundry.

When Charlie started talking about cutting our grocery bill in half, I immediately got out the cookbooks and started looking for good sounding, inexpensive meals. Charlie, confused at first, said he already knew how to eat cheap - add pasta to everything. That's when I almost had a nervous breakdown, because this woman can not eat spaghetti and mac-n-cheese every night like her husband can. Charlie remains dubious, but he bought ingredients for four meals that I planned, and between those meals and not buying diapers, we cut our grocery bill in half, this week at least. I'll let you know later how the meals turned out, over here on Main Street.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Blog Housekeeping: Take Two

I'm sorry. I know that I confused some of you with the new-fangled "following" thing. Here are some things I didn't even think about explaining the first time around, probably because I don't really get it mysel....um..I mean because I am so technologically-minded that I forget what others might not understand.

(Ahem)

Anyway, here goes:

1. You do not have to become a "follower" of my blog in order to read it. You can keep reading it as usual and forget about all this nonsense.
2. If you "follow my blog", then I get to know that you read it, you can see who else reads it, and you can read it without having to actually visit it.
3. In order to "follow my blog" you need a Blogger or Google Reader account.
4. If you have a Blogger account, you will be able to read my posts from your dashboard.
5. I don't know about Google Reader, because I don't have a Google Reader account, but I assume you would be able to read my posts from your Google Reader page.

And that, my friends, is as technical as I get.