in june 2010, our lives got turned upside down in the best possible way: the birth of our awesome kiddo, john. in october 2013, brother charlie charged into our life to change the status quo again. and june 2016 brought us brother ben to round out our trio.

i'm proud to have "mom" at the top of the list of titles on my resume, but i'm also still a hard-working professional. how does a working mom juggle work and family? ride along with me and see if i can figure it out!

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

uncage the beast

this morning after i had loaded my standard 427 bags into my car and crated the doggie for the day, i made a dismaying discovery. the car seat, it seemed, was not in my vehicle.

flash back lo those 12 hours, to a tired family coming home from the camp, extracting a sleeping babe from his harness and carrying him in ... leaving the carseat in situ in the wrong car.

a quick phone call to my husband later, it was confirmed: he had the carseat.

the good news? we have an extra one. the bad news? the cover was off of it and it was completely unconnected and unstrapped.

so i dragged the car seat into the middle of the kitchen where i could work on while keeping an eye on my curiously crawling kiddo. it went something like this:

(pull, tug, tuck strap.) "no, no, john, don't eat buddy's dogfood. that's for buddy." (flip the cover, hook the hook, pull the strap around the back.) "john, that's buddy's bone. please leave buddy's bone alone." (pull it tight.)(look around.) "john?"

there he was at the door to buddy's crate, letting buddy lick his fingers and giggling. "perfect," i thought, "that'll keep him occupied a moment while i finish this up!" (tug, clip, cinch.)

then i glanced up again to check on the boys, and watched john deftly reach up and undo the top latch of the kennel. "lucky guess," i thought. guess again, mom; without a moment's hesitation my 11 month old reached down to undo the second latch and knowingly opened the door.

with a few more tugs and snaps left to go before the car seat was usable, i was now surrounded by a three-ring circus the likes of which only a happy crawling baby and an 82 lb lab brother can create. slobber and fur were everywhere. giggles and pants were the soundtrack. it was a mess ... and it was adorable.

i finally got the seat rigged and ready to go, and managed to get buddy back in his crate. (thank goodness he's a good dog and responds almost instantly to "kennel up!") i returned to the car seat, ready to strap john in, when i heard a strange voice.

"babe? hello? can you hear me?"

my industrious child has now picked up my cell phone and called his father.

(ok, so he just happened to hit send and redial the last number, but still! opening a dog cage AND making his first phone call all in the same day? come on now. this kid's a genius. least his mom thinks so.)

Sunday, May 29, 2011

remember us?

we've been mia for far too long. i promise something more soon, but here's a little teaser!

"i like this doggy. this is a great doggy."

"yeah, i like this doggy. i think he likes me too.
what do you think?"

Saturday, May 7, 2011

bike ride

pic of the day: passed out baby after a long bike ride.
so today, we packed john up and headed to mandeville to bike on the st. tammany trace. it's one of the many rails-to-trails projects around the country, and in our case we road 9 miles one way to the abita brew pub, had lunch, and biked back.

we rented a bike trailer for john to ride in, and he *loved* it. he cooed for a while, then just grinned like a goofball until he finally passed out and slept for much of the ride. it was such an amazingly beautiful day, and the trail is mostly shady, so it was just awesome. it's an easy ride - very flat, as you'd expect from an old railroad bed, but it's just beautiful. we got a great workout, and had an awesome time.

john was great the whole day. he met a big mastiff doggy at the brew pub, and spent most of lunch laughing hysterically at the big dog. he shared my sweet potato fries, then happily got back into the trailer to ride behind daddy all the way back to mandeville.

it was really an amazing day. couldn't ask for a whole lot more. and tomorrow's my first mother's day with a baby in my arms instead of in my belly, so i am pretty psyched about that, too!

and an update on buddy: he's currently sitting on the floor next to my husband and i while we watch a movie. still skittish, still jumpy, still submissively pees far too much ... but he's getting better and enjoying spending time with us.

Monday, May 2, 2011

rough start

pic of the day
"... and then my mommy strapped me in
my carseat and disappeared for 20
minutes while i screamed for her."

we had a great weekend with buddy. he is definitely a fearful dog - he did a fair amount of barking at my husband, as it seems that men particularly scare him. but he's made some progress, and we're ready to be patient so we can persuade him that he has, in fact, found his forever home.

never underestimate, however, the chaos associated with adding another member to your family.

at 7:30 this morning, i was very proud of myself: john was dressed and ready for school, i was dressed and ready for work, buddy had had a walk first thing, my schlew of bags was packed and ready to load into the car so we could get this monday started.

and then. (isn't there always an and then?)

as i put on my shoes, john was crawling around our bedroom and knocked over a canoe paddle propped against the wall. big boom, etc.

poor buddy peed all over the living room floor.

"oh, buddy, it's ok," i said as rubbed his chest and cleaned up the mess. really, i don't mind - it's all part of the process.

when buddy had calmed down a bit, i let him in the backyard for one more run around before he spent his first day home alone. while he was outside, i loaded my still-smiling baby boy into his carseat and loaded the bags into the car.

then i went to the open back door to call buddy inside ... and he was having none of it. he planted his butt in the grass near the back fence and made it very clear he was coming nowhere near this horrid house of loud noises.

cue screaming baby, angry to have been left in his car seat.

i got buddy's leash, figuring i could walk him around the yard and then inside. so i walked him around the yard ... for 20 minutes. (baby still screaming bloody murder. oh don't worry, i checked on him every several minutes and nothing was wrong. he was just mad to be strapped in.)

20 minutes later, i *had* to leave. i was already so late for work. so ... i dragged buddy inside.

this is probably the worst thing you can do to a fearful dog.

then i got in the car with my screaming child and cried my way to work.

here's hoping day 2 goes a little smoother.

p.s. i did go home at lunch time to check on buddy, and we're friends again. he was terrified of me when i first got there, but quickly settled back in and hung out with me while i ate my lunch. i let him in the backyard with much trepidation, but i left the back door open and he came in on his own, and kissed my hand when i left. hopefully john will be as forgiving when i pick him up this evening!!