The last time I put a blog entry up was on October 5th, yikes.
I have been spending my extra time with M, art journaling, and making art in my studio.
The video above is from M and me is about a month old.
I get really excited every time he gets to the number five when I watch it.
I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving, here to a relaxing rest of the Holiday season! :)
Yesterday my brother got married in a beautiful ceremony right outside of Philadelphia.
M was incredibly confused most of the day but happily danced around and posed for many photos. This was after he cried, seeing my mom during the ceremony and being mad she was to busy watching my brother get married then playing with him.
Today we took the day off from school.
All morning M has been singing to me and "shushing" me like his Wheels on the bus lyrics.
He snuggled up next to me and watched he beloved Spongebob.
"SpongeBob! Bob! Fish! Mommy!"
...Now he's busy scattering his toys all over the living room and playing with my phone. I am so grateful to watch M grow everyday. I am incredibly grateful for my husband, M's daddy, who loves us so much. It is really bizarre to think of my life before them, as they are completely my life now. I cannot believe I'll have a two year old in four months.
Today was insane, like most of my days lately.
I have been highly stressed and it's naturally taking a toll on my #momlife and #wifelife.
It seems as if there are not enough hours in a day (the usual) and I am sicken by the news (yet still sadly addicted to checking it).
I was crying listening to news radio on the way home from work today.
Stuck in traffic on the highway, when M made it all better... M just started singing. I was pleasantly surprised.
My 19 month old (he will be 20 months this weekend) started singing quite a medley of songs.
First, he started singing The Wheels on the Bus with the proper hand motions...
I could decipher "bus goes round and round," "shush shush shush" and "babies go wah wah wah."
When M finished, he immediately jumped into Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, making blinking motions with his little fingers.
He even started singing a song in Chinese. Yes, Chinese! I don't speak Chinese but M's teacher has been teaching him a song with the lyrics "you and me, me and you..." or something along those lines.
Then naturally, M continued on back into The Wheels and then got distracted by looking at his shoes and he started yelling "Feet! Feet! Feet," along with several giggles.
During his performance, I am actually surprised I didn't get into a car accident as I was watching him in my rearview mirror. This kid of mine never ceases to amaze me.
So where do the thought of Meatballs even factor into this post?
Well, in traffic on the way to school...I told M I would make him meatballs for dinner. He chanted, "Meatballs! Meatballs! Meatballs!" for about twenty minutes straight. ...So I guess I should go make those meatballs now.
It's true, all my 19 month old son ever wants is Guacamole.
I can never shovel it into his mouth fast enough.
Pictured above, is him today helping himself to my nachos, who I am I kidding... eating his nachos.
Funny enough, his nickname "The Guacamole Baby" is still sticking.
In my last day of freedom, or forced time off due to my surgery, we went to a local mall where I spotted a little Mexican eatery. A sign advertising nachos is really all I needed to convince me this where I was having a Son/Mommy lunch date. M was chomping down on some nachos when all of a sudden I hear a voice saying, "Hey, it's the guacamole baby! How are you little guy? No guacamole cart here."...you see, M frequents all the local spots for guacamole. Who could forget this little curly haired ginger giggling and demanding "More! More!" every time he lays his eyes on that green goodness.
Other things M wants right now in his life at Nineteen months?
1. To play with my iphone, he can't get enough of "I don't understand what you're saying Jennifer."
2. M wants everything and anything to be a "Hat," especially laundry baskets.
3. Throwing every metal dish/pan/container around the kitchen floor would make him squeal with excitement.
4. Balloons, Balloons, Balloons...give M all the balloons so he doesn't have to tell them "Bye, Bye," at the grocery store.
5. A never ending supply of laundry to throw everywhere, especially if it's clean and folded. It would make M's day.
6. M would like to attempt to eat his weight in "Babies!" ...or as you know them, strawberries.
7. His own playground of trash cans, M loves to play in and around trash.
8. Unlimited planes in the sky. This kid loves to watch planes in the air.
9. To scream "Youuuu," non-stop.
10. Anything with Elmo on it, because Elmo is a toddler's life...or Spongebob.
...having a Toddler really is a blast. I promise. Speaking of "motherhood," my long time friend recently started a blog called Mothergood.
Please check it out, especially if you're new to being a Mother. It'll give you all the right feels.
I haven't posted in over a month. I've been awfully busy.
The school year has started
...and I had facial surgery almost a week ago on my nose (septum) and one of my sinus cavities. M is 19 months and keeping me on my toes as usual.
The picture above is from last night when he cutely demanded "Up" and sat on my lap as I was drawing with ink. There was Bob's Burgers on Netflix on and this kid will do anything for Bob's Burgers.
Meanwhile, It feels really nice to make art again.
Having my studio set up with plenty of old expensive papers I never used and collaging old works together is great.
I am experimenting with all my materials. It's incredible.
I plan on eventually listing my mixed media works on etsy.
Hopefully, I'll be able to set aside more time to blog this month.
I feel like hairstylists can get a bad reputation easily.
Because sometimes when you go in to get a color/cut/trim, you and your hairstylist are not speaking the same language.
Yesterday morning, I went to get a haircut. I just wanted to trim an inch off the bottom and have my hair thinned because I have the thickest hair ever and it becomes an unbearable volume on top of my head.
Within ten minutes, the inch I had asked to be cut off the bottom became four inches and I now had a whole chunk of layers added to my hair. I re-thought of the conversation I had with the stylist:
Stylist: "So what are we doing today?"
Me: "An inch off the bottom and could you please use thinning shears to thin it out?"
Stylist: "Sure, let's get your hair shampooed."
She had me tilt my head down most of the time she was cutting.
She cut my hair in record time anyone has ever cut that much off my head. I went from long straight hair to a choppy bob.
I don't hate it, it's just not what I wanted/asked for.
I always am that friend that reminds you "It's just hair and that'll grow back," after you tell me you hate your new haircut.
It's going to take some time to get used to when I wanted to keep my hair long.
I'll keep telling myself, it's just hair, afterall. Happy Sunday!