Saturday, January 8, 2011

holla back!

it has been a long time, blog.

the last couple months have been a blur....the holidays are normally like that, i guess. we sold our old house and it closed dec 17....before it closed we were scrambling to fix things found in the inspection, clean out a disgusting storage shed full of mold and mildew and spiders and my old high school notebooks of poetry, my homecoming velvet dress, tupperware full of old sheets and get the point.

then we had Christmas. in the new house. it was a dream. i love our home. i love our little family of four. i love the stockings hung above the fireplace.

this was also are first year WITHOUT SANTA. i know, we are heartless heathens. but i had started it with riley...dan and i got married and i learned of his objections (he was not raised with santa) and so we decided to not have that be a part of our celebration as soon as Riley discovered the truth. As atheists, we already celebrate for a different reason than some (i was never raised with Christ being any part of Christmas)...but to remove Santa completely from Christmas...well it took some time for me to adjust to the idea. When i finally understood that we could still celebrate, we could still have traditions, we could still have all the magic....WITHOUT having to lie about a fake man with a beard flying around delivering gifts...well, it was a relief. and Christmas was magical. it was fantastic and i loved it.
(i feel about this the same way i feel about being atheist, we have incredible love, morals, tradition and complete joy in our family without believing in god)


Milo loves peaches. He hates bananas. he loves Coco (the awful, bad, horrible dog) and his big sister. he smiles every time Riley walks in a room. he crawls everywhere and we are working on sleep training. he is still nursing a lot....but also eating baby oatmeal, carrot puree, peach puree, and green beans....and paper. he eats, or tries to eat, A LOT of paper. i fish huge chunks of paper out of the roof of his mouth multiple times a day.

now lets talk about me.

i cut off all my hair. i went on a free for all sugar and alcohol binge for the last 2 months, i have some sort of tendonitis in my right wrist from holding a baby...or maybe holding the ipad....not sure which. i still have not had my period and it bugs me....still have 10 lbs to lose (er, make that 15) and i AM OBSESSED WITH BABYWEARING. please see post below for pics. i think about babywearing all day long. i look at online photos of wraps. WRAPS. long pieces of woven fabric. seriously. i need to get out more.

side note: should i change the name of this blog? i is pretty neglected isn't a daydream anymore. it is a very real reality! remember when it was a daydream? i do. that was not very fun. but at least i blogged back then. it is like when you have an awful boyfriend you can write constantly about how awful they are...and when you have an amazing boyfriend you have nothing to say because you are too busy being happy. or it may not be like that at all....but i just thought of it because i have these mildewy notebooks full of bad bad bad poetry (i use that word loosely) about LOSERS. but not anything about my husband....well not really....i am sure i have some on my other old neglected blog...

point is that i am not trying to have a baby anymore so i don't have as much to write about. and the blogs that write about what their kid eats are boring. and i just wrote about what Milo is eating. fuck. i am going to solve this. i will find something interesting to blog about.....i swear. any input would be appreciated.



  1. Glad to hear that things have been going well! All of your pictures that you've posted the past few days are adorable! It looks like it was a beautiful holiday.

  2. Don't stop. I love reading all about you. Your hair, weight, everything. You have fans.

  3. Hey there! I'm popping over from BBC (I'm the one who just sent Mamami to Kalea Baby) and I LOVE your opinions. :) I have to say, I think it's actually very courageous of you to celebrate Christmas without lying about Santa. I never believed in him as a kid cuz I was the youngest and always tagged along with my mom, so it feels weird to tell my 7-year-old about him and perpetuate a myth. I wonder sometimes if she'll resent the fact that I lied about this (and the tooth fairy) or whether they create the fun world we hope they do for our kids. Only time will tell, I guess.

    Anyway, like you, I am OBSESSED with babywearing. Like, I don't even own clothes that fit my post-partum body but will I spend hundreds on a woven piece of fabric? In a heartbeat! It's sooooooo addictive.

    So, just wanted to say hi! I don't even know if you'll see this since it's been so long since you wrote this post. But Hi, anyway.


  4. Hi Heather! I just found this! I am going to start blogging more, I swear ;)

    I never had any problem with learning the truth as a child, and I loved believing in the fairy tale aspect of it....but my husband did have a hard time....they were not raised with Santa, but he knew of the story like we all do...and he as a small child with an overactive imagination, did believe on his own....very briefly....and when he discovered the truth was pretty pissed. He, even as a child, considered it a big lie.

    Riley has had no problem with the transition and still plays using her imagination....she makes and finds "fairy houses" in the yard and every once in awhile asks "fairies don't really exist, do they?". And I say no, but it is still fun to pretend they do.....and that is how we are handling Santa. He doesn't exist, but it is sure fun to pretend.....and that should/ can be enough! We don't need to lie and say YES it is REAL!!! Look at the bite missing from the cookie! Parents get all CSI to prove it is real....I even heard of parents who make boot prints in the snow to "prove" he was there!

    Anyway.... Thanks for commenting and can't wait to get the sling!!!! I am the same way... I gave up on cute clothes when I started buying cute wraps ;)