Things That Got My Goat This Week

If you don’t read Crunchy VT Mommy, you are missing out because every week she rants about things that pissed her off and it’s usually amazing and hysterical. She calls it “Things That Got My Goat This Week”, and she has now opened up a linky for all to participate and rant together!

CrunchyVTMommyClick the cute little goat button to be whisked away to her blog. BOY, that’s a cute button….

  1. My car door.
    My car door ate my leg today. I was getting into the back seat while waiting to pick up my husband, and the car door snuck shut and chomped on my leg, the sneaky motherfucker. I mean, could that be any more infuriating? Argh.
  2. My sinuses/throat/body
    After feeling kind of shitty for about a week, and having a sore throat so badly the past two days I can barely eat, my coworkers made me go to the Minute Clinic today. Diagnosis? Sinusitis. MY FAVORITE. At least now I have a reason that it feels like I’m swallowing razors that are on fire. 10 days of antibiotics should knock the sucker out.
  3. AMAZON.
    Do I really need to explain? If you missed my Amazon post, click here and behold the majesty.
  4. Heaters.
    I blame you fuckers for drying my sinuses out in the first place, which turned into sinusitis. IT’S YOUR FAULT.
  5. The weather.
    Hey, jackass. IT’S NOVEMBER. Not time for 70 degrees. Time for 50 degrees or lower. IT’S THE HOLIDAYS. GET THE MEMO.

And that’s what got my goat this week. Mmm. This was fun and cathartic. I think I’ll do it again next week.
Hope on over to Crunchy VT Mommy’s blog and link up what got YOUR goat!

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Lights, Camera, Action

For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a love for movies. When people ask me what my favorite movie is, I have to hold myself back from listing at least ten. At one point in my life, I made an active decision to have a default favorite movie for when I get asked that question. My default answer? “The Princess Bride”. I’ve seen that movie probably more times than any other movie ever. I can quote it from beginning to end. What people don’t realize when I answer that question is how many movies I want to add as a close second, third, fourth, etcetera. What are my top ten favorite movies? I’m glad you asked. In no particular order (except for #1):

1. The Princess Bride
2. American Beauty
3. Jesus Christ Superstar
4. The Godfather
5. Harold and Maude
6. Chicago
7. West Side Story
8. Amadeus
9. Crash
10. Labyrinth

That was harder than I thought. My favorite movies aren’t the same as what I think the best movies are. For instance, I think that The Godfather is probably the greatest movie of all time. It’s on my top ten list, but it’s not my favorite.

I don’t know what it is about movies but I love them. I love to talk about them, I love to debate about them, and I love to quote them. If you know me, you know that I love to ramble off random movie trivia and inject quotes into my daily dialogue. If I meet a person who can banter back and forth with me in movie quotes? Instant friendship. I’m known for recognizing obscure actors and placing them from other films they’ve appeared in.

There’s something special and magical about going to the theater to see a movie. Now that I’m a parent and don’t get to go as often, it’s twice as special. I love to see a movie opening night. I know a lot of people hate the crowd, but there’s something exciting about seeing a movie for the first time with a huge crowd of other people. Take the next installment in the Harry Potter movie series, for instance. Its’ release is less than two weeks away, and I plan on being there opening night. Am I crazy? Maybe. But I love feeling the excited anticipation buzzing around me. I love sharing that experience with random strangers. I love settling into the seats of a dark movie theater with a bucket of popcorn in my lap. I even love watching previews.

Josh is going to be watching Nellie on opening night of Harry Potter and I’m going to go see it with some girlfriends. I can’t wait, the excitement is practically killing me!

So, how about you? What are your top ten favorite movies of all time?

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Finally, Autumn!

Autumn has finally graced the Tennessee Valley with its’ presence and it’s about damn time! Up until about 2-3 weeks ago we had still been seeing temps in the 70s and 80s. I used to love summer but being in my 1st trimester last summer and having a car without air conditioning ruined it for me. I still like the lazy, carefree feeling of summer days and nights but I can now say that my favorite season is autumn.

Here are just a few of the things I love most about fall….

Hot cocoa. Mmmm.

Pumpkin pie. Double mmm. I refuse to eat pumpkin pie at any other time of year.

Fall colors in Chattanooga. Chattanooga is beautiful in the summer but it’s breathtaking in the fall.

Needs no explanation.

And finally, one of the things I love most about the fall is the air of anticipation of what’s to come in just a few short weeks…….

Welcome to Chattanooga, autumn, I am glad that you’re finally here!

What’s your favorite part of fall?

Retro Post Sunday

Originally posted November 17th, 2008:

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So, they say that everything happens for a reason. I do believe that, even if sometimes the reason is really hard to see. Sometimes I wonder if maybe it even takes months or years to see. When we lost the baby, I had a really hard time believing that. Why would that happen? I understand that the baby died because there was something wrong with it, but why even let that baby start if he wasn’t meant for this world? Why would I have to go through that pain?

The reason still isn’t clear to me. It may take a long time before it becomes clear to me.

Then there’s the fact that we’ve been trying again to get pregnant since June. It’s been almost a half a year since we’ve started trying again, and still no baby. Why? I ask myself this every month when my period shows. Why is it so hard for us?

Well, I think I have my answer. My wisdom teeth have been giving me problems for a few years now. It happens in waves; the lower right one will try and come through, my gums will hurt, it’s hard to chew, I’ll think about going to the dentist and then it stops hurting and isn’t a problem anymore. A few weeks or months will pass, and the same thing will happen. Last week it happened again, only this time it started to make my jaw hurt. I looked in the mirror and saw how my gum was split from the tooth trying to come in; and I finally decided to do something about my teeth. I called a dentist that my boss recommended to me, and made an appointment for tomorrow to get looked at. After I got off the phone, something occured to me: What if this is the reason that we haven’t gotten pregnant yet? I got to thinking. If we had gotten pregnant anytime between June and now, and my wisdom teeth started acting up like this, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything about it. I couldn’t have them out, because you can’t have anesthetic like that when you’re pregnant. What if they had gotten worse, gotten infected, I’d have gotten sick, etc. I feel silly saying this, but it’s like our baby knows this and is just waiting and waiting, saying, “Mom, I know that you’re ready for me, but you have got to take care of your body before I can come.”

So we are putting off TTC until we see what’s going on with my teeth. If I have to have them taken out, it won’t be until the New Year. I would like to get the procedure done on a Friday so I have the weekend to recover, and my weekends are full of stuff that I can’t cancel until after the New Year. I’m sad that we won’t be pregnant for Christmas, but I’m really hoping for better luck in the New Year.

Another thing that I realized, is that by the time we’re ready to try again, it will probably be late January/February. That means I wouldn’t be due until Sept/Oct, and that’s only if we got pregnant again right away. And THAT means that I would have brand new vacation time at work that I could take for maternity leave! Our vacation time expires at the end of September every year, and we have to decide early on what days we want to take throughout the next fiscal year. I’ve already chosen mine for this year because we weren’t pregnant yet, so I had to write some down and choose days. But if we get pregnant in the New Year, I’ll know when I’d need to take time off and can choose it as soon as my new days become available!

So there we have it. I feel like I have a little bit of peace and explanation as to why we haven’t been successful in getting pregnant yet. It may sound silly, but it helps me cope with it a little bit.

So off to the dentist I go tomorrow, and we’ll see where we stand from there.


Coaching

So I’m a singer. I sing. I’ve always loved it and I come from a musical family.. Everyone in my immediate family (brother, cousins, aunts, etc) sings and almost everyone plays an instrument (I don’t). When I moved from Chicago to the South, I looked for an outlet for my singing and came up empty for years.

In 2008, an outlet found me in a karaoke bar while I was hanging out with Josh and some friends who had come to visit us from Illinois. A group of women were there at a bachelorette party and they handed me a card for their chorus. They informed me that it wasn’t for everyone, because the type of music they sang was unique.

They sang 4 part a capella barbershop harmony. I am such a nerd, I had to hold back from squealing and flapping with excitement. I was raised with barbershop music and had no idea that women sang it. I also had no idea that there was an international organization full of women who sang it! The very next Tuesday I visited a rehearsal and that began my passion for Sweet Adelines.

I’ve been with the chorus for two years now. I’ve been through two regional competitions and I’ve even been on TV with my quartet. It’s something I love doing though since Nellie’s been born, I’ve had to cut my attendance due to scheduling issues and whatnot. Today my chorus is being coached by the director of the amazing Metro Nashville chorus and I’m psyched. We’ll be working for about 6 hours. Wondering how you can work on singing for 6 hours? There’s a lot more to singing – particularly singing barbershop – than you may think!

I’m listening to my learning tracks and getting ready for a day of harmony!

Yes.. I’m a nerd.

Moments of Motherhood

Last night in the first four hours that my daughter was asleep, she woke up three times. At 9 and a half months old, this is pretty unusual for her. Each time I went to her room, putting the pacifier in her mouth and giving her a pat was all it took.

On the third time, I became frustrated. I can’t play this game all night, I thought. I put the pacifier back in her mouth, walked out of the room and sighed in frustration as she began crying again. I went back to her crib and I realized the reason she kept spitting the pacifier out was because she was congested.

I knew what to do.

I picked her up and calmed her. I grabbed her saline drops and her blue nose sucker-thing and carried her to the living room. I braced myself, because I knew she’d fight. I knew she’d cry.. And I was right. As I gently put the drops in her nose, she began to wail. I went after her with the blue sucker-thing, and she cried harder. It broke my heart but I knew it would help her. I cleared her nose out best I could and I went back to her room to hook up her Vick’s plug-in. We headed to the bathroom, my daughter and I, and I turned the shower on as hot as it would go. I closed the door and held her against me, her chest against mine. She watched the water falling in the shower beside us and she rested her head against me and that’s when it hit me:

I’m a mommy. I’m the one who makes things better. It’s not that I didn’t realize before that I’m a mother.. It was just one of those surreal moments where I became hyper-aware of the gravity of my title and the responsibility that comes with it. I’m the one who is supposed to know what to do. And in this situation, I did.

We sat in the bathroom like that for a while, her sleepy head on my chest and my hand rubbing up and down her back. After a few minutes we retreated back into the nursery, which was filled with the menthol scent of the plug-in. Daddy had made a small bottle and it was waiting for us. I relaxed back into her glider and handed her the snack. I  smoothed some Vick’s on her chest while she ate and after she was done, I held her the same way I did in the bathroom. I put her pacifier back in her mouth and we rocked. She curled up against me, nuzzled her head close and fell asleep. I lay my cheek down on top of her head and closed my eyes and we rocked together until she was breathing better.

In this moment together, I felt the awe of motherhood so strongly it was overwhelming. The beauty and the pain of loving a child was enveloping me and I just held her and let it swallow me whole for a few precious moments in time.

I lay my daughter back in her crib and she stayed asleep for the rest of the evening. I went back to bed, humbled and in love with the beautiful creature that came into my life 9 months ago.

These little Moments of Motherhood are what make my life. Stress from work, stress from parenting, stress from finances just doesn’t seem to matter anymore when life hands me one of these beautiful moments.

Do you have a Moment of Motherhood that sticks out in your memory?

NaBloPoMo… Here We Go!

NaBloPoMo is short for “National Blog Post Month”. This means that every day during the month of November, I will be posting a blog. Er, I will be attempting to. I debated on doing it because I worried that people would find a blog post a day obnoxious but then I said eff that, it’s my blog and I’ll post daily if I want to. Daily if I want to, daily if I want to. You would post to if it happened to you.

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Anyway, the writing prompt for today is: “Describe the plot of the next book you want to read, even if the book doesn’t exist yet.”

This is relatively easy and fairly uncreative, considering the next book I want to read already does exist. A few of my coworkers have read the book Under the Dome by Stephen King, and I’m itching to get my hands on a copy after hearing them gush about it. Stephen King is my favorite author of all time and I really enjoyed the last book of his that I read which was Lisey’s Story. The plot of Under the Dome:

Shortly before noon on October 21 of an unspecified year after 2012 (evidenced by mention of a faded bumper sticker for Barack Obama‘s successful 2012 re-election campaign[4][5]), the small Maine town of Chester’s Mill is abruptly separated from the outside world by an invisible, semipermeable barrier of unknown origin. The immediate appearance of the barrier causes a number of injuries and fatalities, and traps former Army Captain Dale “Barbie” Barbara—who is trying to leave Chester’s Mill—inside the town. — From the Under the Dome Wiki page

I don’t care how many bombs Stephen King has produced, and how many crappy endings his books have had *coughDARKTOWERcough*. I will read anything the man writes.

So… This is my first post in NaBloPoMo. It’s a little rusty, but I think I’ll get the hang of it.