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Oct
11th
Tue
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Failure Cake.

So I’ve been working on trying to eat cleaner and healthier lately, and for the most part it’s working. I’m feeling good and losing weight and generally feeling more in control.

So today I had a very healthy veggie egg scramble at breakfast, beans and salad at lunch, and chicken and avocado at dinner. Feeling strong and good. And then I saw a cartoon cupcake.

I’m not really sure how seeing a clip art cupcake at 8:51 pm can inspire the kind of craziness that it did. No sweets in the house? No worries, I’ll just bake something. What, no flour? Oh well, I’ll just pull out the box of Duncan Hines vanilla cake my Mom brought us in June. Frosting? Sure, I’d love to whip up a buttercream - except since we’re out of butter I’ll just use margarine. No cupcake wrappers? Meh, just shove it all in a 13 x 9 pan.

So failure cake, you remain a symbol of humility that I will carry in my heart. All covered in sprinkles.

Aug
27th
Sat
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It’s all right letting yourself go, as long as you can get yourself back.
— Mick Jagger
Aug
24th
Wed
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Whiny Things I Wish About Me

I wish I was a scientist. Science in general seems like this exciting, romantic world of super geniuses with license to be eccentric and oddly charming.

I wish I was a better runner. Yes, I wish I was able to pull out a 10k. But I also wish I didn’t look like a completely hopeless doofus when I actually run.

I’d also like to be awesome at yoga, but that would require me actually going to yoga every once in awhile.

I wish I had a plucky, underdog thing going on. I don’t. I think I got called a Slytherin recently and Slytherins are definitely not underdogs.

I wish I had more lady friends. I have some pretty kickass lady friends actually, but I wish I would have understood how important that having them was when I was younger. I feel like I missed out on a lot that way.

I wish I had tougher skin. I am marginally tougher than I used to be. But I’m still ridiculously sensitive about stupid shit.

I wish I had more time with Brad and Violet. Because they are my favorite people on the planet, and I’m sort of sad that Saturday is the only day we all have together. But I also want more time with our friends, or time for Brad and I to be alone, or for Violet and I to just play and read and sing. I just want more time, apparently.

Aug
1st
Mon
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Went to the Dolly Parton concert (because you can’t really call a giant Rosemont auditorium full of adorable middle aged folks a show) on the 28th with my fabulous coworker and her fabulous partner, and my own generous mister. The whole night was a birthday gift to myself. It really was incredible to see her in the flesh after admiring her for so many years. It is my gift to you that you should have this video of Dolly rapping. You’re welcome. 

Jul
24th
Sun
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32

Is it okay to steal your baby blog and make it over in to a personal/random posting blog? I am inspired by the lovely Rawr to do a bit of personal reflection this year. And I think blogging is a fair way to make that happen. So, to borrow a bit more from Rawr.

32 Things to Accomplish before I turn 32. God help me.

1. Create a print collection of the recipes I love/actually use. And it should be laminated.
 
2. Save a very large and predetermined amount of money to put toward a downpayment. On a house. Like a 1980s grownup.
 
3. Attend at least one library management seminar/workshop

4. Save at least $100 a month for Violet’s college fund.

5. Get approved for a mortgage.

6. Make boeuf bourguignon

7. Host a small and lovely fondue party

8. Spend one night in Chicago away from home (w/out Violet but with Brad)

9. Visit the Lake Michigan beach with Violet

10. Get Lola a dog park pass

11. Buy my first grownup and lovely bag

12. Go to the dentist. Maybe even 2x like a normal human.

13. Get my dear but badly behaved dog some manner lessons.

14. Attend my Mother’s wedding and be generally helpful

15. Attend church service at a few local churches.

16. Do at least one group social welfare project

17. Read at least five books on parenting

18. Watch all five 1967 Best Picture nominees

19. Help plan a kickass Hunger Games program for the library

20. Blog (for myself) 1x a week.


21. Bake things for the people I love this Christmas.

22. Continue the tradition of the annual cinnamon roll bacon party in some form.

23. Visit the Field Museum

24. Cook a lobster. Or two.

25. Eat lunch at a truly amazing restaurant with a friend who appreciates these things.

26. Go to at least three open houses.

27. Finish the gold and gray geometric quilt, and two others.

28. Finish reading all 5 of Brad’s top 5 favorite books

29. Lose 15 pounds.

30. Read Madame Bovary

31. See two plays

32. Get a very dramatic haircut

Yes, I understand that these things are mostly self improvement/self involved/crazily domestic. But I’m ready for a bit of that, thank you very much.

Sep
21st
Tue
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Grandma Patti teaches Violet a new trick. 

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Back to the Grind (a story that’s five months coming)

So I’m totally, officially a working mom now.  I text answers to work emails on my Blackberry while I breastfeed, I organize doctor’s visits and open houses on a gmail calendar right next to staff meetings and desk shifts.  Five months after I started back I am in to a rhythm I think I can describe as comfortable. 

But five months ago, it wasn’t like that.  Five months ago I was a quivering, weak mess that got through the transition only by sheer force of will. 

So here are the things I wish I understood when I started back at work.  Maybe this will serve as a reminder if I ever get to go through this whole thing again.

1. Dropping your baby off at daycare sucks.  But your baby is fine.  You’re the one who is the hot mess.  I know some babies have separation anxiety early, but V was a happy little clam when I handed her off and a big gummy smile when I picked her up.  The tougher I was on myself, the more she picked up that something was wrong.  So make it easier on everybody and just grin and go. 

2. Its alright to enjoy your alone time.  I remember the first moments I stole away for a grown up lunch at work I felt indescribably guilty.  Who was I to be enjoying rogan josh and conversation on my break when I could be doing some hand wringing instead? Eventually I found that the balance between work and home works well for me as a person. 

3. Celebrate what works for you. Even when you find an arrangement that works, whether its daycare five days a week or staying home full time, celebrate that you’ve found the best thing for your family and don’t let other people make you second guess yourself.  A couple of very smart ladies told me that no matter what choices you make in regards to work and childcare, the other side will always look better sometimes.  We made this decision for our family because it makes the most sense for our financial security, my professional goals, and my own personal happiness (which is important).  There are reasons we are doing things this way and I’m confident in knowing I made the best decision for us.  Confidence is key. 

4. Daycare babies get sick more often. Babies who are exposed to more cooties are going to catch more cooties.  This stinks for V, and its resulted in Brad or I having to stay home from work a few times besides.  Work understands.  The good news is she’s building immunities earlier so the kindergarten bugs will hit her with less force. 

5. Pumping is hard.  If you are breastfeeding, making time to pump will be hard.  I work in a very understanding environment where people were nothing but supportive about letting me alone to pump 3x a day.  It was still hard to get away and do it.  As I slowed down pumping, my supply slowed down and it is damn near impossible to get it back afterwards.  Beg, borrow, and steal for every spare moment you can and stick to it even when its hard.  We are down to feeding 3-4 times a day now, and we supplement with formula at daycare.  This is not ideal for us.  I would do it differently next time. 

6. Balance.  The hardest thing.  I have a lot more responsibilities at work now than I used to, and its pretty hard to leave work stresses at work.  I try really hard to be present in my home life, but when there’s a wacky email string swerving out of control, its hard not to drop everything and take care of it.  The Blackberry doesn’t help with that.  Having a child, being a partner and parent, has forced me to reevaluate my career goals.  I’m reluctant to accept that now might not be the best time to take on huge work responsibilities or projects and that’s hard on my professional ego. But I’m learning to slow down and try to let go of some control. And anyone that knows me knows that’s not exactly my strong suit. 

Anyway, I love my new life.  I have a fulfilling professional life, a ridiculously supportive partner, and the world’s most amazing butterball lady baby.  I’m still developing strategies for doing things like, say, regular housework and saving money.  But we’ll get there.  I’ll get there.

May
17th
Mon
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A real back to work update is brewing - but until then listen to The Lady giggle.

May
2nd
Sun
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Violet shows off her roaring skills at 3 months old

Apr
27th
Tue
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Last day at home with Violet today. Sad face.

Last day at home with Violet today. Sad face.