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Father's Day is around the corner. I know many of my friends that had the celebration planned months ahead, but I know just as many that are like myself, scrambling for ideas at the last minute.
Head on over to Rockabye Mommy to see what above mentioned "emergency savers" were a big hit for my man in the past, and why!
WISHING YOU A GREAT DAY!
June 28, 2013
June 24, 2013
Little bits of life around here...
last couple of weeks have been a little bit of a roller-coaster around here. sometimes i really want to imagine ( and i do ) what it would be like to actually live your life as you plan it, maybe for a short period of time. but the realist in me knows better then that, and i have to admit i'd most likely be the first one to get bored with a simple and planned out life. so, roller-coaster it is, next time i simply need to remember to buckle up tighter.
thank you for all your thoughtful notes , emails and comments - we ( as in the baby and i) are great. i can't wait to see the little face and hold a little person in my arms but i am sincerely grateful for pregnancies that last as long as they are supposed to. exciting as it may seem to have a baby early, having experienced a preemie birth, i am happy to mark off any extra day from my long 40 week calendar.
we are back to sharing and posting regularly. i appreciate your support and readership more then i can express. what started here as my little space has grown into something completely unexpected, bringing most amazing people to my (and all of ours) life. a big thank you again.
here is a little bit of snaps of daily life from instagram:
^^ my instant mood booster. a smile and a high-five every 30 seconds may not get me far destination-wise, but it surely is worth the stops ^^
^^ who doesn't need to stop and smell the roses?! ^^
^^ taking advantage of last few days of being the upper-seat resident. #nottoomuchlonger ^^
^^ don't know about you, but it looks like we color-coordinate with ikea for saturdays ^^
^^ the place to be is behind daddy's strong shoulders ... ^^
^^... bonus : naps included! ^^
^^ the little baby's room at the start! it is completed now and i can't wait to share! ^^
^^ just 'fishing' in the stream downtown. an hour of happiness and 1001 request later, we now have a tank with goldfish too ^^
^^ farmer's market season is here and i am over-the-moon about it! it may not seem like too big of a deal, but can i tell you how much i miss manhattah right now, and this is a small trip down the memory lane makes me so. happy! now they just need to have it all year around. and a few days a week, that's all. ^^
June 18, 2013
ONE BLURRY EVENING...
"I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection."
- Sigmund Freud
I love Father's Day. It wasn't anything big this year, but it was the year when I let the kids choose what THEY wanted to do to make this day special for daddy. We had ALL sorts of ideas for the agenda : from parachute jumping to going to Europe ( because - as they pointed out - I have a father too, you know, and celebrating the two together would be fun). The settlement came in a form of a trip to one of our favorite mountains ( after the heat passed a little ), a dozen of freshly made doughnuts from one of our favorite bakers, a full on rock-star concert by everyone who desired participate and watching the sunset and stars at the end. We love big companies and are so glad to have all our kind, funny, and plain amazing friends, but with daily life flying by my eyes in a blur, having these types of quiet and private moments is something that we really need right now. Or so I think , which is most likely ruled by the hormones and that "nesting" stage. Whichever way it is , and though these particular pictures may not be that awesome high quality - the evening was a success and will always remain in our hearts and memories.
^^ may not look like much, but the baker i found puts his heart and soul into his creations. add to this that the last time we bought doughnuts was about 6 years ago, this was really something unusual :) ^^
^^ these two photos added to the top of my "favorite pictures" list. my - for now - two men, father and son, talking. no words ^^
^^ as the sun started to go down, the views of the city below us were nothing but gorgeous. which was about time we climbed a little higher to watch the sun go down and count all of our lucky stars ^^
^^and let me tell you too - for a baby, 1 year old or a 4 year old, those carriers are absolute musts. i have never been able to pull of this type of a trick at 9 months pregnant ( AND being comfortable too!) with any other carrier, THAT too i now know
for sure. ^^
( more on why i love this carrier and traveling with it )
June 14, 2013
10 things about pregnancy and marriage ...
I stumbled upon Toulouse and Tonic while on Pinterest, and couldn't help but laugh. Some of those points hit just about toooooo much close to home! I think any of those that are pregnant or have been can agree? And those of you that don't have children - just have a good laugh (but... I would suggest silently) when you are around someone with a belly. My husband tried REALLY hard not to laugh ( you know , comes with experience by now...) , but it was obvious that most , if not all , points hit right on. So, here it is!
Top 10 Sucky Things About Being Married to a Pregnant Woman
1. Violent mood swings. Crazy as it seems, that beautiful and sexy
woman you married has the strength and stamina of a hungry UFC fighter.
During this time she wants things a certain way and if they don’t go her
way, hell’s fury will rain down. During our first pregnancy, my wife
asked me to vacuum the carpet on a Friday night. I got the vacuum out,
but got busy doing something else. Sunday afternoon rolled around and I
was parked in front of the TV set watching the Cowboys – vacuum still in
the middle of the living room and carpet still untouched. She asked me
again to vacuum the carpet. I told her I would after the game was over.
The skies started turning black, the wind picked up, and Psycho music
started playing. This should’ve tipped me off to what was going to
happen next. My beautiful, pregnant bride easily picked up the upright
vacuum cleaner with one hand, threw it across the room at me and
screamed, “VACUUM THE &%#$*@ CARPET!!!”. She ran out of the room
crying and I sat there saying things to myself like “I will be damned
someone throws a vacuum cleaner at me and gets away with it,” “Who does
she think she is?!?!?”, and “I am married to a crazy bitch!”. Then I
vacuumed the carpet for the next 30 minutes.
2. Breastfeeding class. Yep, like many expecting dads I got conned
into attending a breastfeeding class on a Saturday, in the fall, during
COLLEGE FOOTBALL season. Now, I like boobs as much as the next guy, but
come on! 8 hours of instruction and video on how to use these things? I
don’t even have them but they seem pretty simple to operate to me. One
dad in the class was even asking questions about how his wife should
treat her cracked and sore nipples.
3. Compliments that aren’t taken like compliments. Don’t make the
mistake of even responding when your wife complains about her body
during this period. Just act like you don’t hear it. Any “compliment”
you can provide her to make her feel better will be taken out of context
and placed in the same category as a quote from Bin Laden. A warning
from my personal experience – when walking through the mall, be sure to
avoid the trap of “Do I look as pregnant as her?”. The best thing to do
in that case is run aimlessly through the mall screaming that your balls
are on fire – much less traumatic for you.
4. Baby showers. One of the biggest whips there is. Nothing like
going to a party (usually scheduled during a much-anticipated sporting
event) with a bunch of people you don’t know, giving you a bunch of shit
you could care less about, and NO ALCOHOL to make it all better.
Brutal. And you have to sit there and open all the “gifts” and smile
like you got the most precious nugget of gold or best bottle of bourbon
which incidentally is NOT what you got. And the stories being told –
find your happy place and quick. By the third kid, I was like Rain Man
at these things.
5. Attending doctor’s visits. It’s something you have to do, but I
always felt perverted sitting around a bunch of pregnant woman with my
pregnant wife waiting for the scheduled doctor visit (that was an hour
late). Then the doctor sits with you for five minutes, tells you
everything looks good, and charges your insurance with a full
informational office visit.
6. Thinking up a name. Seriously?! Can’t these things be assigned by
the government or something? You think for hours on end about what to
name this little person that will eventually grow up and tell you that
you don’t know shit and sneak your alcohol when you aren’t around, only
for you (or someone else) to “change” their name once they appear in
this world. My youngest is named Andrew Dalton. The first minute I held
him I called him AD. He has been AD ever since and even his friends call
him AD. People in the stands at his sporting events call him AD. He
signs his papers AD. Someone once asked me how Andrew was doing and I
asked, “Who the hell is that?”. I used to practice yelling out the names
we discussed in our back yard. If I sounded like a dumb ass, I would
push like hell not to pick this name. “Honey, did you see that some dude
named Cameron shot 7 people in Dallas then kicked a puppy while he ran
from police?”
7. Weird food cravings. Yes, we think it’s fine that you crave
hotdogs dipped in Kool-Aid powder, but that doesn’t mean WE want to eat
that shit too. And don’t act like our double-meat, double-cheese burger
is the most disgusting thing you have ever seen and that you can’t stand
the smell of it so we need to eat it somewhere other than the location
you are in.
8. Sex. I know this is an easy one, but it has to be listed. We love
you very much but contrary to what everyone says there truly is
something creepy about doing that whole “thing” with your sweet,
precious, unborn infant just a few inches from the nasty probe that
caused this whole mess. And the more kids you have, the further you —
and sex — slide down the importance scale. By the third kid, I was
approximately the 7th priority after the kids, the dogs, and a couple of
nice sweaters.
9. Boobs. The good news – this is the coolest thing about a woman’s
pregnancy – you get a free preview of what a huge porn star boob job
would look like on your wife. The bad news – you can look but don’t
touch. Why must God make them so sore at the same time he made them so
big? The really bad news is that these beautiful things are for some
little runt that won’t even appreciate them and their greatness. Oh, and
afterwards, they go away — far, far away.
10. Nightmares. I’m not sure if everyone’s pregnant woman has these
but mine would scream at 3am like she was an extra on the Blair Witch
Project. I’m not talking a “normal” scream — more of a 30 second
guttural, deep throat, building in crescendo, to the point the dogs are
flinging themselves under the bed in panic, that pops you straight up
from a dead sleep with your heart pounding like you just finished a 400
yard dash and thinking that Jason has just walked into your bedroom with
a machete in one hand and a severed head in the other. Only to have her
wake up and tell YOU to “BE QUIET! I’M TRYING TO SLEEP, DAMMIT!” Just
roll over, Beethoven! { source here}
Do you agree?
Wishing you a happy weekend!
June 11, 2013
When the last minute strikes...
Father's Day is around the corner. I know many of my friends that had the celebration planned months ahead, but I know just as many that are like myself, scrambling for ideas at the last minute.
Head on over to Rockabye Mommy to see what above mentioned "emergency savers" were a big hit for my man in the past, and why!
WISHING YOU A GREAT DAY!
June 05, 2013
A LITTLE BIT OF ITALY
Considering the fact that the little baby will be here in just a few short weeks, I thought a little trip with still four kids would be a great idea - memories, you know... So we packed some necessities, grabbed our Crusi (though four year old mostly walks, it's still nice to have an option of on-the-go napping but enjoy a small footprint of a stroller frame to navigate in tight tourist spots), the carrier for "just in case", and were on the road before the kids even realized what was happening.
Though we didn't have much time and the weather was really warm ( about 106 degrees warm ), I think it was one of the best trips. In between places, we stopped by Venetian to cool down and absolutely fell in love. If you are looking a place to visit - I think it's worth a stay. So beautiful inside and out, breath-taking decor, delicious food and very entertaining shows. We stopped by to watch a few , but by far did not make it even to 1/10 of happenings. Bottom line - we will most likely be back sometime this summer.
^^ navigating the map . i was very glad we grabbed the carrier at the last minute. it was a LIFE SAVER, and i am not exaggerating when saying so: 5 hours into it, everyone was still happy: the baby, daddy and his back and me ( because all those that could run away were securely and comfortably "in" something. trust me , when you have more kids then your hands, you need some reliable helpers ( ours are from here and here ) . ^^
^^ considering the amount of "wow!"s , i think a trip to Italy is due sometime in future. brought some warm memories to my heart as well and made me feel really homesick. love as i do the us and all my americans, i do miss europe sometimes ...^^
^^ such talented performers ^^ ^^daily life or traveling, i cannot say enough about a necessity of a good, reliable and comfortable stroller. it is so worth the investment. we couldn't be happier with ours that converts to cover all needs possible, and is EASY to push ( a BIG must for me) ^^
^^ the masks brought all the memories of the art and venetian mask history. it is quite fascinating, actually ^^
^^ she didn't get her own, but everyone shared. it's all about bonding, as i see it ( the fact that she was comfortably strapped onto daddy's back and he didn't want gelato there may have had something to do with it too ) ^^
Have you been to Venetian? Did you love it?
How about Italy?
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