Oh how far I've come

Lately I've been reflecting on how much things have changed over the course of my marriage. Darren & I were married almost 5 years before we had Oscar. Now - not to discount the joys of children & motherhood.... those were a good 5 years. We lived in San Diego most of them in a condo we bought & remodeled. We had two (pretty good) incomes. We were both architects. We traveled. We were thin, cute & tan. We spent our incomes on good food, good clothes & good friends. We spent our weekends at the beach, working out, and them meeting friends for coctails and parties. Ahhhh. Good times.

Fast forward 9 years to today. Darren returned to his normal travel schedule & caught a cab at 4:30am this am to PDX. So this is my first day all on my own with my three children. Oscar 4, Calvin 2, Jack 1 month. Calvin & Jack have colds. I was trying to think of what we could do today that would be super super low key & not spread our germs too much. So I decided to drop off my maternity clothes at Goodwill & then take the clan to our favorite coffee shop Blue Gardenia for steamers & cookies. I got everyone up, dressed & fed and out of the house by about 9:30am. I thought I was doing great until we got to the coffee shop. After me & my tornado enter I notice two very stylish women about my age having coffee. My boys & I settle into a table & I get a good view of them; while Oscar and Calvin eat thier cookies I am hit w/ how different I LOOK from them today. I survey my group & notice I forgot to comb Oscar's hair - if you've seen him you know that his un combed hair resembles something Dr. Suess draws. He was also wearing a combination of colors that shouldn't be seen out of the house. Calvin has a broken arm & his nose is a constant stream I can no longer keep up with. Jack has recently broke out in baby acne that is similar to the before pro-active commercials. And then there is me. My day old hair is up in a pony tail. I've no make up on. I'm wearing one of the few things that fit me now (the maternity clothes are too big but my normal clothes don't fit either - not that they would be in style even if they did)..... a black track suit. Which incidentally the San Diego version of me wouldn't have been caught dead in, especially w/o make up & day old hair. Oh.. and Jack's spit up is on my shoulder too. I did manage to brush my teeth this morning but if THAT is what makes a good day... I probably need a little work.

Yes I realize this is just a phase & I had a baby just weeks ago. And yes I realize I wouldn't trade in the kids for all the beach in the world. But those women sitting there w/ thier purses (remember those girls - no diaper compartements), make up (yes even w/ eye liner), accessories (really nice ones that would be ruined by a nursing babies arm reaching up & grabbing it), this seasons shoes (not flip flops), stylish clothes, etc... made me look forward to a time when I have more time to focus on me. Those of you w/ little kids can relate I'm sure.

There will come a day when a good day is based on how OUR hair & clothes turned out... not that we got our teeth brushed before heading out the door.

What are the chances.....

So I broke my first bone when I was 2 1/2 years old. I fell off my daddy's knee. Glamorous, I know. What can I say.

Oscar broke his first bone when he was 2 1/2 years old too (here is a photo of him 2 yrs ago when that happened). He was running & tripped and fell.


Today, Calvin broke his first bone. He is just over 2 years old. He fell over in a little kids chair.



We're building the bubble for Jack's 2nd year of life right now.....

Jack - 1 week old today!!

Jack is 1 week old today!! So far each day has been different. He is nursing like a champ. Sleeping has been great some days / nights; not so great some days / nights. Today has has slept all day - like a zombie so we are a tad aprehensive about how the night will go. However, since this is likely our last baby - we are trying to look at each day as a joy. He is so cute. Here he is....