The Beach!

Come Monday, the Child and I will head off to the beach with my folks and brother while the husband stays at home (boo) and works.  This beach? It's the beach of my childhood memories.  It's a wonderful, idyllic and mostly empty beach. 

I'll be taking along my Bumbledoo swim diaper, 12 flats, 3 covers and 7 flip disposable inserts.  I think I should be ok because I'll have access to a washer and dryer and knowing my parents, I guess more specifically my mother, we will be doing laundry everyday and I will just toss my flats in.  The child has been pooping sporadically as we slowly transition into solids, so that should help. But I'm sure, given my luck, we will get to the beach and she will promptly begin pooping 3x a day.  I'll report back on how it all goes. I'm hopeful to say the least.

In other news, I have stocked the freezer full of frozen burritos for the husband, so hopefully he won't starve. 

Exhaustion

So the Husband has been gone for a week and even though I 've tried to work the cheery-I'm-fine thing, the truth is  I'm falling apart. I'm exhausted by a needy wounded (more on that later) dogand a teething clingy baby. Frankly, I have very little time to myself and the little time that I do have is spent trying to practice my deeping breathing/don't have a cow  exercises. So more later, and yes, in the next week I will be posting my long awaited giveaway. Despair not!

The Husband is away...

The Husband is gone for two weeks, and you know what? I ain't cooking for two weeks!!! That's right  I will be doing the single girl diet, which for me consists of scrambled eggs, yogurt with frozen berries, hummus with carrots, coffee and chocolate.

Frankly, that's the only perk/benefit of having the Husband traveling.  Who's going to kill the errant moth's that get inside? How about my internet?  And what about regulating our finicky thermostat?

I'm ready for him to be back NOW, but in the meanwhile the Child and I will be hanging out, visiting my folks and eating those strangely addicting Dr. Sears puffs.

The Child

That sounds so clinical, right? Well, when The Husband and I say "the child" we don't say it all boring and normal. We say it with flair, as in "tha challlld", think nose in the air, stuffy-voiced, I-have-a-butler-my-name-is-kip sort of way. Just so you know.

No, I don't just use one

I often read that people like cloth wipes because they only need one or two to get the job done. Are you kidding me???? I use anywhere from 6-9 for a poopy diaper!!! I am not gifted enough to fold a wipe a million times to get all the nooks and crannies clean. Just not happening for me. So you know what I love about cloth wipes? That I can use so many and not feel bad about it! Cloth wipes have been a worthwhile investment! So worthwhile that I'm buying more, specifically some Geffen baby ones. Don't judge me! and don't tell The Husband!

Rome wasn't built in a day

and neither will this blog. This is going to take some time. I'm new to this and computers aren't "my thing" so bear with me. Yesterday, as I was stumbling through some first time blog problems, I'm looking at you Networked Blogs, I stumbled upon two very scary and upsetting words, "functionality" and "widget". What the heck! Stay away from my blog you evil words-with-ominous-sounds! I realize others might not be so concerned, but The Husband is a Patent Attorney and he uses those words all the time. All the time! He has a computer science background, so as far as I am concerned he is the word/almighty authority when it comes to the internet, computers and anything with a battery. Anyway, I promptly stopped what I was doing and emailed The Husband. I requested he pop a tab on a dew, put on his computer nerd/geek hat and help me out. The Husband? He's a good guy, he did just that. And now? No more widgets or functionality, the internets got them and that's fine by me. In sum? Blogging ain't easy and The Husband is a real saint/computer wizard.