me & emerson elaine

Emerson-isms

2012-02-23T17:10:00.000-05:00

Bandy – Band Aid, as in, “Mommy I got a shot, it’s under my bandy.” “Mommy, you took away my bandy, the doctor gave me my bandy, I want a new bandy.” Paper Clip – paper cut, as in, “Mommy, my book hurt me, I got a paper clip. I need a bandy for my paper clip.” Sticky Tape – A cure-all, just like Windex was for the father in My Big Fat Greek Wedding. As in, “I want a bandy for my paper clip!

Snuggly

2012-02-20T19:11:00.000-05:00

Emerson hates blankets. She won't even have one on her bed, other than her blankie. We have to bundle her in legwarmers and socks and long sleeved tee shirts and fleece footie pajamas because she will only allow her thin crocheted afghan over her body. Today she told me she wanted to get snuggly. I got excited, thinking she wanted to cuddle, but she wanted to lie on the couch under a blanket.

A Hole in my Heart

2012-02-20T07:32:00.000-05:00

Yesterday we put Ruckus to sleep. This past week has been highs and lows with Ruckus, at the beginning of the week I found him lying down in the mud outside the house and cried thinking it was the end. The next day, he was pretzeling and dancing like a puppy. The next day he wouldn’t eat, but the day after that he was play fighting with Cindy and eating peanut butter. Saturday night Ruckus

My Funny Valentine

2012-02-14T10:49:00.000-05:00

Love this kid!

I Got 99 Problems But A Husband Ain't One

2012-02-13T20:02:00.000-05:00

Was having a conversation with an acquaintance, having a discussion and it came up that I had a daughter. Woman: Who raises your child? Me: Well my husband and I both raise her, but my husband stays at home to care for her while I am at work. Woman: Oh wow, I could never do that. Me: Do what? Woman: Let another raise my child. Me: Well, I do raise my child (polite laugh)... and I can't

February Already?

2012-02-06T20:59:00.000-05:00

It’s easy to stick to blogging when it’s a fashion blog. Feel like shit? Post about popular colors for spring. Don’t feel like talking? Show your outfit for the day. Sick? Write about how to look great even when feeling sick. Don’t want to write? Share a quote from Pinterest. This is why the baby blog has been so very much neglected. I hate that the last post sorta sounds as though

Overstepping

2012-01-13T17:47:00.001-05:00

My husband raises Emerson. Yes, everyone says that both parents are involved, but he spends 50 hours a week with her and just her. I do not. He is making her into a thoughtful, caring, curious, brave child. The older she gets and the more she develops, the more I love him because I see how he is making her this fabulous human being. I trust him with her - to keep her safe, educate her, teach

She's No Baby

2012-01-12T11:09:00.000-05:00

My mom just sent pics from her recent day with Emerson and it still amazes me how quickly she has grown. She is no baby, she's quite the little girl! She never wanted to climb out of her crib, but for her 3rd birthday I switched it to a toddler bed. The first night in the bed, she had nightmares and twice fell out, but now we use her doll crib as a makeshift bedrail, which she really likes

Slowly But Surely

2011-12-29T14:04:00.000-05:00

We have been trying to potty train Emerson for about six months. Obviously we haven't put a ton of effort into it. A few months ago, we got hardcore. We had a Baby Bjorn potty in each bathroom, we got the Potty Power DVD, we talked it up. Emerson at first got super psyched about it, once even took off her pants and sat on the potty (though nothing came out). She carried the potty everywhere.

She Slays Me

2011-12-02T07:16:00.000-05:00

Emerson in her "princess dress" on Thanksgiving Since I don’t want the last post to be just about the state of my vagina I figured I better write. I never really liked babies, they squirmed, they pooped, they grunted, they were aliens. I always liked toddlers – they were curious and creative and funny and fun. Everyone said when I had a baby, I would feel differently about them. Well I had a

Well Hello There People!

2011-12-01T12:51:00.001-05:00

I never check the stats for this blog - I hardly write on it any more and am not trying to make a ton of money from it. So when I went to check the stats for my other blog this morning I couldn't believe over 800 people had look at this blog yesterday. WTF?!?! I usually have maybe 20 visitors on average. I was linked on GOMI. Apparently I am awesome for writing about my jacked-up vagina!

Emerson and Friends at Play

2011-11-15T10:11:00.000-05:00

Squeaky duck that Mommy has accidentally stepped on half a dozen times (eyes pop out and it quacks for hours) gets a ride on the swing Kitty can't be left out - she gets a ride on the bucket swing Kitty likes adventure - so she also takes a turn on the tire swing! I love how my mom takes pictures of their Wednesdays together - I usually get the photos around 4pm so I can see what they did during

Discerning Tastes (AKA a car ride with Emerson)

2011-10-25T14:33:00.001-04:00

“No Eddie, EVER! No Eddie Daddy, Please?!?!” How can this be my child? Our spawn doesn’t like Pearl Jam? Freaks out when we put one of their CDs on in the car or a concert DVD on the TV? “I want my Jimi Hendrix, and I want it now!” Okay, we can’t all have the same favorite bands, at least she still has good taste. “Daddy want Frenchy and the Punk. PLEASSSSEEEEE?!?!?!” This is a Gogol

Tinkerbell

2011-10-20T11:39:00.000-04:00

This Saturday Emerson went to our friends' son's 5th birthday party. As little W has his birthday so close to Halloween, they make it a costume party. This summer, my sister and I thought it would be fun to make E Tinkerbell for the holiday - she loves tutus and it's not your typical princess costume. My sister was the mastermind behind this costume - I helped cut tulle but she made the tutu,

So Utterly, Completely, Very Done.

2011-10-18T20:55:00.000-04:00

Woke up at 4:45. Brushed my teeth, toned my face, inserted my contacts took a shower. Dried my hair and curled the ends. Put on my makeup Got dressed – since I didn’t have to take my outfit photos, I just wore a pair of jeans with a merino sweater, a tank underneath. Ate my oatmeal while I checked email. Replied to two about ad rates on my other blog, four about people needing fashion advice, two

She Remembers

2011-09-28T08:18:00.000-04:00

Emerson is really curious about her body, which I think is great. “Whas this Mommy?” It’s a nipple. “Nipple?” Yes, a nipple. You have two. Everybody has nipples. Daddy has nipples, Mommy has nipples, even Cindy the dog has nipples. “See your nipple Mommy?” I don’t see anything wrong with this, I want her comfortable with the human body. I show her my nipple. She looks, then looks down

Creature of Habit

2011-09-01T07:05:00.000-04:00

I can’t be the only parent who can completely understand why her two-year old acts so crazy. Now that we have hit the “terrible twos” they make so much sense. How hard it must be to be a little person who is strong and nimble, but still can’t do everything. Who can talk and have conversations, but doesn’t always know how to say what she feels and isn’t always understood even if she does find

Over It

2011-08-26T20:05:00.001-04:00

I grew up mainly a cat person. We always had at least one cat in our family, usually two. We did have dogs on occasion, an Airedale named Daisy that outgrew our home and we gave to a family who had a big farm. Years later we adopted Zachary, a dog abused, neglected and given to us with a major guilt trip. Zach had serious psychological issues – was obsessed with my mom, constantly tried any

Poor Poor Neglected Baby Blog

2011-08-24T17:21:00.000-04:00

This picture has nothing to do with the blog post. It's just a picture of my daughter and her stuffed dog in a tote bag, in her stroller from this past Sunday. I think it's funny. Sorry I have been MIA around here. It’s just that there are only so many hours in the day and I prefer to spend them with Emerson rather than writing about Emerson. Yesterday there was an earthquake in our area. My

Selling My Newborn Cloth Diaper Stash

2011-07-25T13:59:00.000-04:00

Hey there folks, selling my newborn cloth diaper stash. I have a couple folks interested in individual pieces from the stash but anyone who wants the whole stash will get preference. I am willing to ship anywhere in the US, let me know if interested and I can check out shipping costs. http://washingtondc.craigslist.org/mld/bab/2511765363.html Thanks!

Is My Baby NORMAL?!?!?!

2011-07-22T16:29:00.000-04:00

When I was pregnant and the first year of Emerson’s life, I needed a lot of reassurance that she was normal, what we were doing with her was normal. I loved The Eco-Friendly Family on The Bump for help with nursing, cloth diapers, and more healthy choices for toys and such. I went to The Bump’s Attachment Parenting board for info on babywearing, dealing with nursing past one year, and baby-led

Baby Drunk?

2011-07-20T19:25:00.000-04:00

I have been blogging for like 50 years, and I keep in touch with/occasionally read the blogs of some of my original blogging buddies like Candi, Morgan, Elena, Bobbi, and Jules. Well Jules had a baby a few months ago and recently wrote a post with the title, "Baby Drunk." The title reminded me of a time with my mom where my husband and I were having a conversation about Emerson when she was

My Little Rock Star

2011-07-20T10:03:00.000-04:00

Emerson patiently waiting for her adult meal and "cocktail" Dear Emerson, You are a rock star. A total awesome rock star. Saturday after playing at the beach, we went to have lunch. You were sandy and tired and had a soggy diaper but you were game for a new experience. We walked to the Back Porch Café – your Aunt Debbie and I wanted to check this place out after reading many rave reviews and

Kids Say the Darndest Things

2011-07-20T09:47:00.002-04:00

We all know this is a given, your children will be parrots and repeat the absolute worst things you say. Many a sitcom has received cheap laughter from a skit involving a toddler and a four-letter word. However, when it happens to you, it’s still just as jarring, embarrassing, and utterly hysterical. A couple months ago, we were at an intersection and the light turned green. Right as we were

Emerson's Beach Vacation Part 1

2011-07-17T20:57:00.000-04:00

(these pictures are from my mom's camera, I haven't had a chance to upload the ones from my camera yet) This weekend my mom, sister, Emerson, and I went on our annual Girls Getaway to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware. It's just for two nights, but it's usually the only time during the year that Emerson gets to see the ocean. This year I was excited to take her because she is now at an age where she