Sunday, March 28, 2010

March Shoe Selection

Allright, I'm a few days late posting this, but here is March's shoe selection. I requested Kim to send me some flats, and I told her it's bc I have 2 kids that cannot possibility chase after with a 3.75" heel. Not gonna happen. So, these I figured were my best bet:
This is my 2nd pair from Shoedazzle so far, and I must say, that I'm hoping for something of a mid-heel next, just to see if it's just the styles I chose that are uncomfortable, or if they ALL are uncomfortable. Obviously 3.75" heels are not like wearing pillows on your feet. Flats are pretty iffy too, with no support whatsoever. So next month, I'm hoping we get this right...Oh and as for my daughters lack of enthusiasm, she had pink eye AND an ear infection, not to mention her reflux is getting out of hand, and no treatment is working, but that's another post for another day....Cut her a break.

Also, we got family pics taken today, so I'm gonna throw one of those in here, for good measure!

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Looking over my shoulder....

Today's post is inspired by Juliana at A Blonde Walks Into A Blog. It brought tears to my eyes, so if you want a good-hearted mommy moment, go check it out at the link above.

I remember the first week I dropped Austin off at daycare. I was just beginning my clinicals in the dental hygiene program; something I'd waited 2 years for. I had interviewed the daycare director, and had a little tour, met the teachers & caregivers. I thought it was a nice place but I didn't really have anything to compare it to, so I went with it.

I nearly dropped out of college that week. I cried everyday on my way to school. It ripped my heart out to take my 5 month old baby boy there. Nothing against them, but I was the one who spent all day, everyday with him until that point. If I wasn't with him, his daddy was. Oh it was awful. I remember telling myself, "Sarah, if you don't just get over it, you'll never give him the kind of life he deserves..." I told myself over & over in those car rides that I HAD to do it, otherwise, what else would I do??? I couldn't stay at my crappy waitressing job forever. I HAD to do something. Make SOMETHING of myself, not for myself, for him. It wasn't even a choice.

As time goes by, it got easier. He loved it. Still does. But there's never, ever, EVER been a day where I could just walk him in, say bye and leave. I've ALWAYS had to hand him off to someone. He needs held & cuddled. Or he WILL run after me. Until last Friday.

Last Friday, I walk him in like always, and he sees a pal playing with some toy, and whispers "Mommy? Can I play with that toy he has?" And I said, "Well, maybe he'll share with you. You can ask him." And the little boy walked up to Austin and offered for him to play. Austin took the toy, and began to play. And I stood there. And then I thought, maybe I should try to walk away. So I did. I turned and took 2 steps, turned back around. He was still playing. I May just get away, I thought. No, he'll come running in a second when he realizes I left. I get to the door, I look again. He's not following me. I walk outside. Down the sidewalk. Looking over my shoulder every 2 or 3 steps. He's not following. There's a lot of cars coming in & out of the parking lot at this point. Good God, I think, he's going to come running out those doors, right into the parking lot. I keep looking. All the way out to my truck. I keep looking. I get in the truck. I look out the window. No one. I drive away. My little boy is growing up. He didn't need me today. I didn't even say goodbye. I felt bad. I felt weird. Like something was missing. I think about that first week of daycare. How I cried when I left. And how we got to this point. Time goes so fast.

For the record, that all must have been a fluke. Because I def. had to hand him off to a teacher yesterday and today. lol We also got his yearly evaluation report today, in which he received an S- for the 'separates easily from parents' part. Yeah, I don't care. It also claimed he was right-handed. (Or so his teacher says, but I tried to politely tell her not to fuck up my left handed pitcher. He's a lefty. He's not both. Nor is he a righty. He's a lefty.)

Monday, March 15, 2010

Only my kid...

Now, I must first say that all I want for my kids & for them to find what they're good at, and be happy with it. Simple, right??

I also must confess, that I dream of my son being a football star at The University of Michigan, and my daughter cheering being a UM cheerleader as a freshman, cheering him on, and me & hubs sitting in our reserved seats, and people parting the isles for us to walk through bc we are who raised the #1 NFL draft pick and the best cheerleader UM had ever seen...And really, I can deal with my dream of football greatness not coming true. But I assume then it would be baseball greatness, seeing as my son is a lefty and has a heck of an arm, that being a left-handed pitcher would be a natural choice. I could learn to like baseball. Maybe. Oh yeah and they need to be doing these things while working on their dental or medical degrees. I'm open to any form of doctor, really. I'm easy to please. Obviously.

So what has my darling son taken to the past few days??? Cup stacking. Like, speed cup stacking. Except minus the speed part. He practices using baby bottle lids. Sooooo I guess I know what to get him for his birthday...

Tuesday, March 9, 2010



Here's what is making me happy today (sidenote: I'm sulking today, and these are the things I found a teensy bit of comfort in. Teensy.) Go visit Leigh vs. Laundry, the host of The Happiness Project & see what's tickling her fancy today!

Thursday, March 4, 2010


Here it is: my Feb, shoe selection. And Baby Brynn told me she wanted in on the action too. So Kim K is totally getting an e-mail of my baby shoedazzle ad. And yes, my son is standing next to me holding his blankie, lovingly referred to as "bear blanket" in our house, and yes, that's also my kids laundry in the background. I felt both of these were important to leave in the picture, to tell the world that mommies can be wanna-be Armenian hot too. Suck on that. (And it's no toilet MODG, but once again, I feel the ABC hand-painted step stool really adds to the pic.)

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

The Happiness Project

Well, I agreed to make a happy post(sorry this a day late), an idea by Leigh vs. Laundry, so here's a few things that make my heart smile:Remembering my son as a little baby! Cutest thing ever! This was him tearing the tissue paper off the table at a doctor's check up! 11/22/06

Taking him for his first bike ride on the back of Daddy's bike! 3/24/07
The day I sent him to daycare with the worst bedhead ever, bc it was SO CUTE to have a trifeca of mohawks!! 6/15/07Now I watch him become a really great big brother! As evidenced by the FIRST smile Brynn gave, only to him, caught in this picture!
And now I can't wait to see what this little one does to make me smile everyday! Loving her bathtime is one of them!