1. "I think I'm going to quit my blog."
I tell this to Brian roughly once every couple of months. Things stack up. Life gets overwhelming. And blogging seems like just another to-do on my ever-growing list.
Of course, I haven't quit. And I don't think I ever will. At least not in the near future. But my comments to Brian still illustrate my constant battle with deciding whether to blog or change a diaper. Blog, or make dinner? Blog, or take a nap? Blog, or go to the bathroom? You catch my drift. Life is busy. And exhausting.
This week Rachel at Testosterhome wrote about quitting her blog and she hit the nail on the head for me. This is exactly how I feel about blogging.
2. In case you didn't hear, we had a pretty big birthday around here this week. Here are some of my favorite photos we took of the day.
I tell this to Brian roughly once every couple of months. Things stack up. Life gets overwhelming. And blogging seems like just another to-do on my ever-growing list.
Of course, I haven't quit. And I don't think I ever will. At least not in the near future. But my comments to Brian still illustrate my constant battle with deciding whether to blog or change a diaper. Blog, or make dinner? Blog, or take a nap? Blog, or go to the bathroom? You catch my drift. Life is busy. And exhausting.
This week Rachel at Testosterhome wrote about quitting her blog and she hit the nail on the head for me. This is exactly how I feel about blogging.
2. In case you didn't hear, we had a pretty big birthday around here this week. Here are some of my favorite photos we took of the day.
Katherine trying to steal a kiss. Lucy trying to steal a lick of frosting. |
3. Celebrating Katherine's first birthday means that I will officially not be having Irish twins. But it still doesn't stop people from doing a double take when I walk into a room with a huge belly and a baby on my hip.
Just this week a man with a thick Italian accent stopped me at Trader Joe's. "Are they all yours?" He asked. "Pretty sure!" I replied.
"God bless you!" He exclaimed and motioned the sign of the cross in front of me. (I guess all Italians are pope-like?)
He caught me in a moment of having extremely well-behaved children. So as not to get too egotistical about the whole thing I opted not to explain to him that I had yet another child who was in school at the time.
But just to make sure I didn't get all cocky about how awesome I was at breeding and caring for young children and having the super power of being able to bring them all out in public without making a spectacle of ourselves, there were some major meltdowns by both girls when we got home and they realized they were both long overdue for lunch and naps. There's always a humbling moment just around the corner, isn't there?
4. If our clinic had a frequent flyer program I would be platinum status. Just this week I was there on three separate days. A prenatal, a well child and pre-op physical.
Katherine had four shots and a finger poke. Poor thing. I'm not sure who cried harder, her or me. Then Lucy went in today for her all-clear before surgery in a few weeks. I also opted to give her the flu shot. I'm more lax about the flu shot some years but this year I'm making it mandatory for all who live in Casa de Nash. We can't afford for any severe illness to strike us before surgery and I also want to keep that newborn safe who is set to arrive in just seven weeks. The flu shot isn't a sure bet. Not by a long shot. But I'll take all the help I can get. Does your family get flu shots?
Just this week a man with a thick Italian accent stopped me at Trader Joe's. "Are they all yours?" He asked. "Pretty sure!" I replied.
"God bless you!" He exclaimed and motioned the sign of the cross in front of me. (I guess all Italians are pope-like?)
He caught me in a moment of having extremely well-behaved children. So as not to get too egotistical about the whole thing I opted not to explain to him that I had yet another child who was in school at the time.
But just to make sure I didn't get all cocky about how awesome I was at breeding and caring for young children and having the super power of being able to bring them all out in public without making a spectacle of ourselves, there were some major meltdowns by both girls when we got home and they realized they were both long overdue for lunch and naps. There's always a humbling moment just around the corner, isn't there?
4. If our clinic had a frequent flyer program I would be platinum status. Just this week I was there on three separate days. A prenatal, a well child and pre-op physical.
Katherine had four shots and a finger poke. Poor thing. I'm not sure who cried harder, her or me. Then Lucy went in today for her all-clear before surgery in a few weeks. I also opted to give her the flu shot. I'm more lax about the flu shot some years but this year I'm making it mandatory for all who live in Casa de Nash. We can't afford for any severe illness to strike us before surgery and I also want to keep that newborn safe who is set to arrive in just seven weeks. The flu shot isn't a sure bet. Not by a long shot. But I'll take all the help I can get. Does your family get flu shots?
5. Yesterday William brought home his school pictures. I've never laughed so hard in my life. School pictures are just priceless, aren't they? For starters his hair is kind of a disaster. Half of it is combed to the side and the other half is just kind of limply laying there. And his smile. If you can even call it that. He's biting his lip like someone just told him something funny but he's trying to stifle a laugh. I just can't believe the photographer saw the proof and said, "Yep! That's perfect!"
When I showed the photos to Brian I asked if he thought we should do retakes. "Absolutely NOT!" He replied. "We are going to want to remember this for sure!"
And so it remains. His kindergarten photo forever.
6. Tonight Brian is playing in a band at a local bar for happy hour. It's a band consisting of him and three of his coworkers. The ages of the band member range from late 20s to early 60s. Funny, right?
I take advantage of almost every opportunity I get to tease him about this band. I feel only a little guilty about this. The thing is, there's nothing really funny about Brian's musical talent. The guy is awesome. I'm the first to admit. But there is something funny about the band itself. It feels a little Office Space meets Wild Hogs. And then there's the fact that Brian, the member who plays all parts except drums, is the father of four young children. The last time he played in a band was at the on-campus eatery at our college. All of that was before there was a ring or kids. We both took it very seriously back then. I was 100% committed to being his band's roadie.
I grabbed a sitter for tonight so I can go watch him play. I'm feeling a little silly about the whole thing. Like, who am I kidding walking in looking like I do?
But don't forget to remind to pick up glow sticks on the way. Oh, and a package of diapers on the way home.
When I showed the photos to Brian I asked if he thought we should do retakes. "Absolutely NOT!" He replied. "We are going to want to remember this for sure!"
And so it remains. His kindergarten photo forever.
6. Tonight Brian is playing in a band at a local bar for happy hour. It's a band consisting of him and three of his coworkers. The ages of the band member range from late 20s to early 60s. Funny, right?
I take advantage of almost every opportunity I get to tease him about this band. I feel only a little guilty about this. The thing is, there's nothing really funny about Brian's musical talent. The guy is awesome. I'm the first to admit. But there is something funny about the band itself. It feels a little Office Space meets Wild Hogs. And then there's the fact that Brian, the member who plays all parts except drums, is the father of four young children. The last time he played in a band was at the on-campus eatery at our college. All of that was before there was a ring or kids. We both took it very seriously back then. I was 100% committed to being his band's roadie.
I grabbed a sitter for tonight so I can go watch him play. I'm feeling a little silly about the whole thing. Like, who am I kidding walking in looking like I do?
But don't forget to remind to pick up glow sticks on the way. Oh, and a package of diapers on the way home.
7. That's it from me! See more Quick Takes here.
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