Marriage to me recently (at night!!) looks like: retainer, glasses, bonnet.
Christopher and I wear bonnets to bed now. I won’t get over how FUNNY it is
everything about my pms symptoms are the same as my pregnancy symptoms, so I’ve through I’m pregnant 3 months in a row now. It’s a TRIP
Lying in bed at night, I can hear Malachi’s sad cry FAKE in my mind. It’s just a memory but still it makes my eyes water tears. What kind of loony am I??
Among the best feelings in my life: flushing something down the toilet and knowing it’s gone forever, can’t get it back. Q tips, paper, trash, plastic wrappers, malachintried a roll or toilet paper. The lesson: we have septic and (notes to self) that won’t WORK, Kristin, it doesn’t WORK
turns out? disposable razors are for 1-2 time use only?? but I just threw away my disposable razor of 1.5 years. hehehe oops
I’m wearing a long dress today. Now that Malachi can pull to standing, he stands next to me in the morning and eats his yogurt. BUT, HAHA, now that I’m wearing a long dress he can just wipe his yogurt mouth on my knee to clean off. I have yogurt smears and watermelon seeds on my dress from the knees down. !!
The problem with leaving dishes on the counter “because they’re his and I want to see how long it takes him to put them away” is when they’re aaactually mine that I forgot about. He was doing the same thing to me, waiting to see how long it would take. IT TOOK 3 DAYS
I almost drove off the road because I was watching a pile of grass clippings rolling across the road in my rearview mirror. Happy weekend!
I have a bunch of clothes in my closet that I hardly ever wear because I “save them for a special occasion.” But then I so rarely wear them because HAHA I HARDLY leave my house. So today I’m staying home all day (of course I am. It’s great) and wearing my special occasion Michael Jordan t shirt. Apply the same logic to Malachi, and today he’s wearing my favorite lion outfit.
happy Thursday (inside, looking fancy)!!!!
If I’m not pregnant (I’m not), how do we explain my shortness of breath, over-emotions, forgetfulness, and very clear skin? HMMmmm? clear skin is great, but everything makes me pant
I’ve called them “nips” for so long that when Christopher said the full word, nipples, it hahaha shocked me
when the reality: “nips” is more shocking than “nipples,” of course. I’ve rewired my brain to be 8 years old instead of 33
How much obsession is too much obsession with regard to my son? Malachi is 1 year old and I (still) spend majority of the day 6 inches from his face
(I’m not pregnant) but trying to think of a girl’s name for second kid is tricky because I’ll meet someone with a NOT EVEN GOOD name but a very beautiful face and I just want to replicate her(?!). so I’m text messaging Christopher really bad name suggestions, then looking at them later and only then realizing how bad they are.
does that make sense? beautiful women have always had a power on me.
some name examples I’ve texted recently: Amaka (a beautiful Nigerian woman I met at a baby shower)
Israel (a beautiful country and also could be a girls name)
Enola (“alone” spelled backward, but also a character in a movie I enjoyed)
Mila (Mila Kunis)
Christopher said the sentence “My wife is in a wheelchair” and it just made me PROUD. I don’t know why, but PROUD
I didn’t drink enough water with a pill I took 24 hours ago and it has been haunting my whole weekend. TAKE A LESSON
My biggest accomplishment and JOY right now in motherhood is when Malachi eats food I cook/prepare/warm up/had the idea for. Literally anything as long as he eats it, no matter how healthy or not. Today I celebrated “Christopher, look! He’s eating a butter croissant!” Yesterday’s joy was peas and carrots, but before that was “Christopher, come watch the piece of sugar cookie!!!”
My bad (destructive) habits have taken a new level: I feed Malachi, he leaves CRUMBS pretty much on his plate, I eat what he doesn’t, I forget to eat real food. Yesterday I ate breakfast, 2 cheez-its (gross) and 3 half-strawberries for lunch, then skipped dinner. But I’m fine, I’m not hungry? I need to be monitored?
— maybe contrary to what you’d think — I love saying “no” to Malachi because he actually listens (where Achilles completely ignores me, not even a glance). So I’ve gotten carried away, maybe? I say no to lots of things, just as a test!!! pass
Once I was signing a book for a guy who I was friendly with, see all the time, and should have known the name of (but didn’t). He asked me to personalize it to him, so I pulled the “ah, remind me how to spell your name again?” trick [to get away with not knowing it]. but then he said “My name is Bill” Then he spelled it for me hahahaha. I’ll never forget him or his name again, but it’s too late