Thursday, July 31, 2014

Requesting an intervention

The last couple of weeks have left me hating other people.  We've had a bad situation with a rental property that we own and our last landlords were real jerks when it came to returning our deposit.  It's made our life a little stressful.

And I'm reading The Goldfinch.

A couple of nights ago I read the synopsis and I'm not going to finish it.  I'm 4/5 of the way through and from what I've read Theo is about to commit murder and then there's a long section about how great art is.

I'm over it.  I hate other people right now and Theo and Boris are no different.  I'm done reading about people who make bad decisions and don't care about anyone else.

I'm currently taking suggestions for good books to read that will not further torture and threaten to kill my faith in other people.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Babies don't keep

Tonight after we out him down Noah screamed and screamed for me. In a somewhat uncharacteristic moment I walked in to snuggle him for a few minutes so he could fall asleep (those of you who have three kids have lied to me. I swear my body has given up this pregnancy).

I tried to enjoy that this little person only gets to be the baby for 10 more weeks and I stroked his cheeks and kissed his freshly bathed head. After just a minute he pointed to the floor and said, "my tape" as he started wiggling away from me. Turns out he didn't really want snuggles from his mom he just wanted his yellow measuring tape. 

That's my boy

* contents of this crib: 1 baby, 1 sippy of water, 1 book, 2 blankets, 1 Lego tower, 3 matchbox cars, 1 slinky and 1 measuring tape

Pioneer Day

July 24th is a big holiday in Utah, where I'm from. It marks the day the pioneers arrived in the Salt Lake Valley. 

In honor of the occasion we drove to a little park in the Hudson.  The hubbs may not get to have a day off but we an certainly celebrate the spirit of pioneering.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

A recap

Damn.  I just wrote a blog post and it got deleted.

Discussion of pre-partum depression will have to come later.

Those of you who are not related to me proceed with caution--I've got a whole month of pictures here going up so that even if my kids don't understand what their mom was thinking they'll know we were still having a good time (in between taking rests to keep my legs elevated because the veriscose vein situation is out of control over here--even when I'm wearing compression hose.  You read that right. I'm wearing compression hose every day in the stinking hot and humid weather.  If that isn't enough reason to be depressed I don't know what is.)

My parents were here to visit which was a dream. My dad fixed things around the house and my mom did the dishes every day. I did manage to get them out to Wave Hill botanical garden on the hottest muggiest day of the year. This only cemented their dedication to staying in the house and helping me with projects here. Pretty much my evil plan worked out perfectly. 

While my parents were here we drove to Boston with them to visit my brother who recently relocated from France.  There is a certain magic that happens when you play with cousins. {note the two goons running around with soda boxes on their heads. Claire insisted on saving hers}.  We were there over the 4th of July and you'll note that the only pics I have are at the hotel. That's because it was a torrential downpour. Thank goodness for the hotel pool

And this week we went to the Hamptons with a friend from high school who owns a house with a pool there.  It was heavenly and we are so grateful to Mat for inviting us

Claire and I went to a Jackson pollock art class and I have to tell you I'm considering taking up drip painting.

And here are some random pictures from around the house and city.