Today, Jordana Brewster (or as I call her Mia) announced the birth of her son, Julian. Mia says that she and her husband, Andrew Form, are thinking about having kids. She also says she's ready to have them. What about Julian? The couple had their first son via surrogate. I think that's freaking awesome.
Drugged Man Deserves Brownie Points
I have to admit: I love videos that go viral. If they don't, it's a good chance I'd miss them. I mean I found out about the Harlem Shake parody like two or three weeks after it was made. I'm not really on YouTube all that much so when I come across one of these videos, I enjoy them because I know it's something that will make me smile (or annoy me like that one video about some reality show on pastors).
A Feel Good Moment
I normally don't sleep that great (we cosleep) but I've been sleeping worse since Tuesday. I keep waking up during the night because of the same nightmare. It's different scenarios but basically the same thing. I keep waking up with my heart pounding in my chest and a knot in my throat. I want to just let out a big loud cry but I just hug LM and kiss him. Hopefully, it'll be over soon. But, I read an article today that I prefer writing about. Something good.
A Heated Rant
Today’s post is supposed to
be about this year’s NaNoWriMo. That post
isn’t happening today, either. Yesterday,
was supposed to be a pleasant day because we were going out to buy some things
for LM’s first birthday. But, like most
of the times, BD got on my nerves p!$$ed me the f#¢k off. I am really trying to watch my mouth,
but because it dealt with something that is very dear to me (my FIRST son’s
FIRST birthday), it just made me want to physically hurt BD.
I WILL Blog Regularly
Well, here I go again…giving
this blog thing a try. This time I may
stick to it.
I've been a mommy for almost
11 months now (WOO-HOO!) and a stay-at-home mommy for about 5 months, I
think. It's not as easy as I thought it
would be. I mean, sure I'm at home, but
at first it was this whole stay-at-home-mom vs housewife thing. Baby Daddy for some reason thought it was the
same thing. It's not. He just couldn't understand why chores
weren't fully done and he definitely couldn't understand why I argued that he
had to help out (something that started when I was on maternity leave). Now mind you, he walks to and from work most
of the time and I know it's tiring, but it's not going to kill a person to wash
their own dishes or pick up after themselves.
I never agreed to be a housewife and I won't ever agree to it. I have ONE child (without counting my
four-legged ones, of course) and that's how it seems it's going to be for a
long time.
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