Bloorb

Wher'es Bloorb?

2011-02-03T19:52:00.000-08:00

I'm here and here and here.And someday soon, I might even be blogging here. Right now I'm trying to figure out how to work, exercise, get tykeography up and running, and you know, be a mum.

One Year Later

2010-12-10T10:23:00.000-08:00

Today, D, you are 1 year and 16 days old. And although I whisper it in your ear all the time, I want it written down so you really REALLY know, you're the cutest kid in the world. Before you? Well, a limited number of my friends' kids were cute, but I really mean a LIMITED number, because I just wasn't a kid person, even if I DID want one for myself. And after you? Well, truthfully, there's STILL

Let the Debate Begin!

2010-12-03T09:54:00.000-08:00

Okay, so this is one of those posts that I'm kinda afraid to write as it's a topic that gets people all heated and stuff, but if I'm going to get back into writing here at Bloorb, I need to write about whatever the hell it is I feel like writing about. And what I FEEL like writing about, is what's going on. At work.And no, there's not actually any drama or anything bad at all - it's actually all

Pssst

2010-12-02T09:42:00.001-08:00

Have you checked out www.tykeography.com ?

My Job is My Break

2010-11-23T19:22:00.001-08:00

The thing about going to work, is that it's not like work at all. It's a treat. A break. Freedom. Because while I love D to pieces, and had moments where I wasn't sure how I'd handle someone else taking care of him, I really REALLY have to say that someone else taking care of him is the best thing ever. Well, not EVER, cuz him taking his first steps with ME three days before I went back to work,

New Adventures of Old Bloorb

2010-11-20T09:40:00.000-08:00

So as I've been hinting at lately, I've got something new underway. And no, it's not another baby - it's a new website, with a new purpose, and a new partner. Kinda.Over the last year things have changed a LOT for me, but one of the things that's not just changed but grown, and one of the things that's been the most fun for me, has been my passion (ie. insane obsession) for photography.

Our Last Day

2010-11-05T08:50:00.000-07:00

Today, Friday November 5th, is my last day at home with D full-time. Starting next week, I go back to work 3 days a week. Then in January I'm full-time again at 5 days/week. And it's all just very weird. Weird because while I know we have the weekend, we've always had and always will have, weekends, so today really is our last day together.And while he's taken to our [shared] nanny in ways that

Better

2010-10-26T20:30:00.001-07:00

Just a quick update to say that D is better. Skinnier, but better.After a third visit to a doctor (who was kind enough to be concerned about the fact that he should've been on the mend by then, but instead was insane), D went in for some bloodwork. Turns out all he needed to be motivated to get better was two lab techs and his dad pinning him down, and a great big needle. That night he started

Help

2010-10-22T09:44:00.000-07:00

So this isn't the way I was planning on coming back, but it is what it is, and I need some input. Please.Unfortunately either while we were away, or while we were on the flight, D caught something. He had diarrhea for 4 days, wouldn't take ANY food in WHATSOEVER for all of that time, and on the last day decided he also wouldn't pee for 18 hours. To keep things short here, I had him checked out by

The Thing Is...

2010-10-02T15:20:00.001-07:00

The thing is, I'm taking a break. For me. For D. To just slow down a bit. To enjoy these last couple months at home with him.And I guess in all honesty, I haven't REALLY slowed down, I've just slowed down the blogging, so I can focus on my boy, so I can focus on all those things I wanted to do with him (while I was off) that I haven't yet, and so I can focus on all those things I wanted to do for

Flying with An Almost-Walker

2010-09-09T14:21:00.000-07:00

In the next while, we are taking D on a big trip. The kind of trip that involves more than the 3 hours flying we've done with him. The kind of trip that involves keeping an almost-walker entertained on a plane, without his own seat, for a very very VERY long time.So other than spending hours and hours and HOURS walking up and down the aisles with him, and/or making liquor the wind beneath our

It Took 9 Months

2010-09-02T08:50:00.000-07:00

It took 9 months, but I am officially, bored. I understand I'm spoiled rotten to get a year off with my boy, and I know that somebody somewhere is going to tell me I'm the worst mother ever, but honestly, sometimes taking care of my boy day after day after day AFTER DAY? Well it gets more than a little boring.How many times can I really, go for a walk?How many times can I really, go for a run?Go

Perfect

2010-08-31T08:30:00.000-07:00

There's nights admittedly, where I beg my boy to sleep through the night. To not wake up that one time he wakes. To not make me go in there until 6 or 6:30am. Oh, and to never ever EVER revert back to those horrible teething nights.But there's also nights where he does stuff during that 2am feed that he'd never ever do during the day. Stuff like how lately, when he's done eating, he pushes his

Man Moment

2010-08-28T15:23:00.000-07:00

[me] "What are you doing?"[him] "Just getting comfy on the couch so I can listen to some music? What are YOU doing?"[me] "I'm making D a bottle, packaging up some extra formula for the day, cutting up chicken for his lunch, picking out his outfit, checking we have a hat and sunscreen for him, setting up the stroller, putting the bjorn in the stroller in case he decides he's had enough half way

Things I Didn't Know (before I had a kid)

2010-08-21T09:21:00.000-07:00

7am would be considered not just a sleep-in, but a GOOD sleep-in.Weekends would almost always begin earlier than weekdays. It's like D KNOWS it's Saturday and everyone's home.I wouldn't need my alarm clock for 9 months... and counting...Laying on the floor next to my boy playing, I could ACTUALLY fall asleep on my extremely uncomfortable hardwood floors.I'd value time to myself - to read, surf,

Defeated

2010-08-17T13:52:00.001-07:00

Some days - or moments - I feel completely and utterly, defeated.Like even making a decision about what to eat for lunch is too much to bear, so I opt for the same freakin' thing again and again and again, even though I am COMPLETELY and UTTERLY bored with it.Like I'm so exhausted from a night of screaming - have I mentioned how much I HATE TEETHING?! - that I HAVE to nap during D's morning nap.

8.5 Months Old

2010-08-13T09:12:00.000-07:00

In 11 days, D will turn 9 months old. And apparently I'm actually a mother now, because I have to say, I have NO IDEA HOW THE F* my boy is NINE MONTHS OLD?!Wasn't it just YESTERDAY that he was staying up until 4am, making me sit on a core exercise ball, cursing the days/weeks/months I probably had ahead of me doing the same thing? Wasn't it just the other DAY that he was too small for newborn

Not My Boy: Part 2

2010-08-09T09:10:00.000-07:00

And he just kept doing this falling asleep thing. He'd wake, he'd whimper, he'd puke, and then he'd pass back out. Again and again and again. And while yea, it WAS past his bedtime, and yea he HAD thrown up a bunch (so of course between the two he was tired), this passing out thing was just NOT my kid. I don't care HOW tired my kid is, my kid does NOT just pass out, he does NOT just stare in a

Not My Boy: Part 1

2010-08-06T07:38:00.000-07:00

Wednesday night we had our first visit to Children's Hospital. Thursday morning, we were the lucky family who got to go home - TOGETHER, all THREE of us - at 2am.And the truth is, I really don't know where to start, or how much to write or not write, but what I DO know is that I need to get it all out - or I need to get SOMETHING out, cuz it's the only way for me to sorta "download" what happened

Someone Else

2010-08-05T06:30:00.000-07:00

Tuesday afternoon, playing with D on the floor, he did what he usually does - he got bored of mama and crawled off to find something more interesting. This time, it was the patio door which I'd left open because of the heat. Except it wasn't even the patio door, it was the sprinkler just beyond the patio door, rotating back and forth and back and forth, watering my extremely neglected garden.And

Running & Breastfeeding

2010-08-03T13:48:00.000-07:00

The other day, the husband and I went to the gym, dropped D off in the gym daycare, and split off to do our workouts. And running on the treadmill, I had one of THE best runs I've had in... oh... a YEAR. Yea, it was only a 25 minute run, but most of it was done at an 8 - whereas I'm usually a 5.5 or 6 on the treadmill, and even slower outside. And the thing about it wasn't just that I was KICKING

Photo Friday: Play

2010-07-30T07:14:00.000-07:00

Sometimes when I'm tired, the only "play" (the theme for Photo Friday this week) I can handle is the play my boy needs. And sometimes, even then, I can barely manage that! I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired... and oh, I'M TIRED. But he's my boy, and he needs the love, and I'd do pretty much anything for this kid. So when I'm in that PARTICULAR state of tired, I "play" with my boy by sitting on the

Baby-Free

2010-07-28T13:18:00.001-07:00

This weekend, in Whistler, I went baby-free twice. TWICE! Once on my own while my kind KIND husband let me have drinks with a girlfriend on a very sunny patio, and once with the husband while we split a babysitter with another couple so we could all be baby-free and get sloshed for the evening.Notice a theme here?Anyway, theme aside, the thing I noticed this weekend wasn't that I enjoy being

Going Home Sucks

2010-07-25T09:33:00.001-07:00

Right now, at this very moment, I'm in Whistler. With the husband. And the boy. And it's been... AWESOME. Not only because we lucked into a SMOKIN' deal on a 1 bedroom suite, but also because that suite helped the boy sleep - sleep like he was at home. Naps? No problemo! 3-9 hour stretches at night? Easy peasy! Nothing nothing NOTHING like San Francisco and the dreaded hour to hour and a half

Photo Friday: Unplugged

2010-07-23T06:38:00.000-07:00

Coming up with the theme for this Photo Friday was EASY. Deciding what the hell to take a picture OF became an epic battle of epic proportions.In the end though, I decided on some "old school" hygiene. You know the kind where you actually brush your teeth YOURSELF, instead of using that fancy schmancy electric toothbrush that makes your teeth feel soooo much cleaner? Yea, that kind. That kind I