I Enjoy Being a Mom.. er... ah.. I mean a girl..

I mentioned something to my toddler the other day about Mommy being a girl. He looked me square in the eye and said plain as day "No! You're Mommy!" Well, he has that about right. As I have mentioned in a previous blog, now that I'm an at home mommy, I kind of stay in mommy mode at all times (IE: not much energy left for "extracurricular activities" with hubby at the end of the day). This point was reiterated today-I was folding laundry while the little guy was napping. I like listening to and "old" standards music station (Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, Dinah Washington, etc..)-while listening, on came the tune "I Enjoy Being a Girl". I listened to the lyrics and had to chuckle to myself-I like doing a lot of the things mentioned in the song (fixing my hair, wearing fancy dresses), they just are not a priority at the time.

No wonder I'm not feeling very romantic these days-boogers as an accessory are not that attractive. So, I had an epiphany... If I'm not feeling like a "dream girl" or pinup (like I was ever one of those to begin with-ha!), I'll "fake it until I make it". Now get your heads up out of the gutter and the jaws off the ground people. All I did was write a simple letter to my husband. See, I had the time (napping toddler) to sit and think of some passionate things to say-so I put them down on paper. I figured that if I can write a passionate love letter to hubby, and place it in a place that I know he won't come across until nearly bedtime (right in front of his toothpaste in the medicine cabinet)-he'll read it and perhaps know that I mean business.

The interesting factor to this is that my husband is basically a robot, so this almost feels like a science experiment (and I'm the mad scientist, right?). I have no idea how he will react to this. I mean this is the man that responded once to my (failed) attempt to be sexy like on TV by mentioning that I didn't have any "drawers" on (no I didn't call them that, but I'm trying to not creep you guys out too much!) by FREAKING out. "Great!" he said, "now I gotta worry about your dress flying up all night and people seeing." Bear in mind that we were on the way to his class reunion, so I can understand, but I was disappointed, to say the least. It wasn't the way I imagined the evening to begin.. By the way, the dress did NOT fly up-I knew it wouldn't.

So, how will the robot react to the bait? And how will the mad scientist react to the robots reaction? Will batman live to fight another day? Tune in same bat time, same bat channel.. Or should I say same GIRL channel??

Little girls little girls

It seems like it's been forever since I have been able to post. We have had a crazy week in our house. The high point was definitely Friday morning. I raced downstairs to answer the early ringing phone. It was a phone call I was expecting. I was an Auntie again. A new little girl was born in the middle of the night. I woke up my daughter to ask her what she hoped her Aunt De had-her answer was predictable- "a girl". She was pleased as punch to hear that her hope was answered!

The plan was to make the two hour trip to visit the new baby as soon as my daughter got off school. Hubby took off work a couple hours early, and met us at home right before we embarked. I had the duty of getting a baby gift (and something for her big brother, too), filling up the car, getting snacks ready (a must have with kids), and getting drinks ready. What I forgot was that we also had library books due and a video due back to the video store. I also wanted to stop at the gym and get a workout first thing.... Can she do it folks???? YES SHE CAN! In fact, not only did I manage all of that, I also cleaned the car out, printed directions to the hospital, found a fun place for us to take our kids to dinner before heading home and got directions there and home. When my husband walked in the door, we were set to go!

All of my preparations made for a very pleasant drive, the kids watched a movie (okay one slept-little guy didn't get a chance to have his nap with all the errand running). We made it to the hospital with no problem. Our niece was just beautiful. I know I'm biased, but she is a gorgeous baby! We took a slew of pictures, of course. By the time we left an hour later, I had the smell of newborn on me, a camera full of photos and two HUNGRY kids. We ate our dinner (which was awesome by the way-a local deli filled with all kinds of fun things for the kids to look at.) and headed home.

Yesterday Vivian went to a sleepover at our neighbors house-it was one of their daughters' birthday. There were 10 girls there. As I watched those giggling girls run around from one room of the house to the next-I thought of my new niece and all of the fun stuff my step-sister is going to get to be a part of now that she has a little girl. Girls definitely wanna have fun. Then we headed home with our quiet (but aggressive) little guy and realized, that if the new baby had been a boy-that would have been a great blessing, also. My step-sister mentioned once when my daughter was born "You don't realize it, but every time a baby is born healthy-EVERY single time-it is a MIRACLE."