Jan 10 2006

Yes, they really are.

To those of you questioning my sanity at saying that donuts are evil: You are obviously not new mommies trying to lose pregnancy weight and having to shield yourselves from the seductive come-hither looks of the free donuts in the coffee room that nobody would even notice if you took several of and scarfed them down in a minute flat. So there.

Damn slutty donuts.

Mostly, though, I was testing out the title option and couldn’t quite get it to work at first.

So nobody really commented on my post about the secret. I totally wanted to spill but couldn’t because it would have ruined a surprise. Now I can because it happened this past weekend.

I flew to Phoenix, AZ with Cole and surprised my Grandmother (who hadn’t seen him before) and my Sister and Nephew. I left on Friday and got back last night. John stayed home and got some work done. It was a wonderful weekend, but I have come to realize something about myself: I am insane and a glutton for punishment. I must be for trying to travel by myself with an infant. You should have seen me jogging through the airport: hiking backpack and huge carseat strapped on top of a suitcase with wheels, just so that I could have the wheel portion, dragging behind me; one over-stuffed diaper bag; one over-stuffed mommy bag; one winter coat; one sweater; one baby in a sling; one panicked grimace for being late. Perhaps I burned off some of those donuts.

Everyone was completely surprised and excited. I was so happy to be able to have my Grandmother hold my son beofre he gets too old. The next possible chance to see her would have been this spring and he will be so different by then. She was really needing a tiny baby fix.

Cole was, yet again, the best baby a mommy could hope for. For such a tiny guy he sure has enough stuff. Half the suitcase was for him and we used it all. He did pee on me on the plane ride there- I was changing him and he decided to play fountain- but I won’t hold it against him. Though it was difficult traveling, it was wonderful to have four days with him. He’s more fun everyday. He grew and changed just in those four days- even John said so. And it was a thrill to discover that he now recognizes me. Even if to no one else, I am special to him, and that’ll get me through all the hard days.

It was hard coming back to Pittsburgh. Leaving 70 degree weather for 30 degree weather? I’m not that much of a glutton for punishment.

Jan 10 2006

De-Lurking Week

I’m late to the game, as always, but it’s de-lurking week in the blogosphere. I’d love to hear from you if you visit but rarely say hi. I’d love to hear from you even if you comment often. Just comment! Of course, I’ll reciprocate.

Jan 10 2006

I’m My Own Blog!

Yea!! I’m no longer buried in the bowels of my husband’s site. Thanks to Elex and my husband for setting it up for me.