you don’t exactly bring out the best in me. i try my hardest to see the sliver lining in your season. for example, i can’t think of a better time to enjoy hot cocoa. there’s christmas and new years celebrations. being able to use flannel pajamas and woolly socks, hubby’s birthday, chunky sweaters and turtle necks. i’m a sucker for cuddling under cozy blankets, with my flannel pajamas and woolly socks. sexy mama i know! (the thermostat is off limits because my hubby is being spiteful…just kidding). oh and i will admit the first snowfall is really quite beautiful and magical. I make an effort to have fun in the snow with my dear daughter. a little bit of what I did on winter storm nemo (which fell right smack on my 30th birthday). thanks for stealing my thunder ;-) otherwise, I could technically do without you. i’m really trying here, but i can’t help being honest either.
it seems we set up fort and bunkered down for a billion weeks. i’m exaggerating. just a little though. gosh darn it! i’ve had enough! (that’s me being angry and fed up). i also have a problem with murphy’s law, which is real by the way. don’t let anyone tell you different. ’cause the one day i bring izzie outside to play, she gets sick. one day, i tell you! i played nurse (okay so I use the term ‘play’ very loosely) with a feverish, runny-nosed, sore-throat, coughing little one. the sleepless nights with a constantly crying, miserable baby really did me in. sounds like i’m being wimpy, but we struggled with izabella’s severe colic and reflux for 6 whole months. anytime she cries for long periods of time, i regress back to that overwhelming and challenging time. no judging, because i truly paid my dues. got it?
just when i thought the worst was over, hubby gets his share and is still battling the same nasty symptoms as our girl. he’s doing better today, but guess who’s next? me! [rolling eyes]. i’m pretty much popping vitamin c like crazy. i’m literally cringing just thinking about not being able to get out of bed. ’cause you know, mamas don’t get breaks (even if they’re as sick as a dog).
* please be kind to us, oh dear winter. pretty please with a cherry on top. if you promise to do so, i will talk nicer about you in exchange. deal? deal!
izzie finally got over being sickies after five long days [cue in hallelujah music]. in case you’re wondering, ‘sickies’ means sick in cute baby talk. you can read more about my abnxious habit, here.
i was out the door faster than my husband could say “how much longer?”. ’cause leaving with a baby (okay, so even with a toddler) is an ordeal. sometimes it makes me wonder if going out is really necessary, six hours into the process. this time around, i was beyond desperate to escape those four walls. apparently, i wan’t the only one either. when we got izabella into her coat, she was smiling and waving goodbye to probably every single item at home.
we decided to go mall cruising because lets face it, our options are limited during this season. plus, hubby needed to go to the apple store anyway. izzie is definitely not a windows kind of gal. no doubt in my mind. at one point, she was trying to tell me she wants a mac book pro for her birthday. we’ll think about it sweetie, but sheesh! izabella alicia, you’re 19 months going on 19 years.
let’s talk about this pizza, shall we? also new and oh so incredible. it has brussell spouts and bacon. quirky, yes but 5 points for creativity! the combination of ingredients is just perfect
we take coloring in our family really seriously. i mean look at that concentration. all is well, until she starts eating the crayon. it got me thinking about the idea of edible crayons. that would be a-ma-zing!
i thought window shopping would be nice. talk about tempting. Ladies, is it hard or is it hard? still, seeing things I love is a great distraction. i get inspired and imaginative (maybe a little too much, even) because izabella escapes my sight in two blinks. she has loads of enjoyment hiding under clothes racks, making friends and pretending to be a window display mannequin. we get a lot more exercise, chasing after this spunky blond of ours in a big open space. you know what they say about blonds having more fun, right? i think there’s definitely some truth to that.
i would take it all it. the sales rack wasn’t bad, but i’m saving my pennies for another time.
no outing ever begins or ends without a dirty diaper. this was the decent shot of the very unglamorous routine. not that you’d want to see pictures of the mess i had to clean. the face of husband gagging over the diaper change which followed, was utterly priceless. he’s a trooper for feeling sick and offering to help me anyway.
that was the bulk of our past sunday. i’d say we’re doing better. recovering from cabin fever that is :)