Chivalry is… omigod. Did he really just do that?
I was in line at Ikea yesterday to buy a yogurt cone. Look, you thought I could go to Ikea while pregnant and NOT buy one? I was next to be served when I dropped my wallet (pregnancy makes you clumsy. and a little ditzy. all the blood in the belly. none left for the brain.) and a couple pieces of paper and some cards fell out.
I bent down to pick them up (not an easy task when 36 weeks pregnant) and you KNOW WHAT THE DUDE DUD BEHIND ME DID? He stepped forward in line as if HE was now going to be the next person to be served.
He had the audacity to get all opportunistic (nicest word I can come up with) about my wallet drop and hoped he could be served next! He was just hoping I’d stay down on the floor picking up my wallet long enough for him to be served before me. Can you believe this guy? A woman from the line behind us came up and asked if I wanted some help. “In your condition I thought I should ask”, she said. We giggled. I guess I look my 36 weeks.
Can you believe that guy? I should have pretended like some of my things dropped near his feet and when I stood up, accidently elbow him in the balls! But I didn’t think of that until just now while writing this. D’oh!
Thankfully today I was at Target making a return and encountered a very thoughtful dude. I was returning a fairly heavy box so I left it on the ground at my feet as I waited in line. When it was my turn, some guy in the line behind me quickly walked up, picked up my box and said “I’ll get that for you.” And he carried it up to the counter for me. Isn’t that sweet?
The guy at Ikea would have seen me reach down for my box, knocked me over and then kicked my box on his way to the counter.
It’s official. Max is walking. He decided on Thursday, one week before his 1st birthday, that he could walk on his own without holding on to the table or wall or our hand.
Here is footage of some of his very first steps.
I have a new hairdo. It’s the latest trend called Peacock. All the moms are doing it.
So, in case you don’t already know, you lose hair after you have a baby. Naturally everyone loses hairs every day, but during pregnancy, your hormones keep all your hair. Then after you deliver, your hormones change once again and all those hairs that stuck around during pregnancy, all fall out at once.
I had a bunch of hairs right in the front that fell out a few months after I gave birth to Max. They’ve been growing back in, but they like to stand straight up! I figured as they got longer, they would relax, but they are quite long now and without some product help, they still prefer to stand straight up!
It’s my new peacock look. And I’m goin’ with it.
I wonder which hairs I’ll lose after this pregnancy. The same ones? Or a new location. Maybe I’ll sport some sort of mini mohawk after baby #2.
Here’s a snapshot I took of myself sitting here at my desk so you could see my peacock hairdo. Look for it in all the hair trend magazines coming soon.
This SNL skit is from last Saturday. I don’t know if you’ll think it’s funny if you don’t LIVE and DRIVE in Los Angeles. But I was laughing so hard I was crying. Guess you’ll just have to see for yourself if you think it’s funny…
You HAVE to do the standard studio type photos of your kids. Don’t you? I get so many ads shoved down my throat for them, I feel like it’s a necessity. Like food and diapers. And if I don’t do it, I’m somehow a bad parent. As if one day all his friends in Kindergarten will ask in amazement and disgust “Your mom never had studio photos taken of you?”
Of course after making the appointment Max came down with the sniffles so I thought I may have to cancel. Will his nose be all red? Then hours before, he fell and bit his lip making a bloody mess. Will his lip be swollen? AND to top it off, when he woke up from his nap he had a little scratch on his forehead. Sigh. So, we had to part his hair the opposite way at the last minute making him look different and somehow like his hair was longer than usual? How did that happen?
But we made it through. We got some pictures of Max and we also did some family photos. I wanted some family shots because I thought it would be hilarious to have a family portrait of us where I’m VERY pregnant and Max is less than a year old.
What we SHOULD have done, was dress very white trash/hillbilly with cigarettes rolled up in our sleeves and beer cans strewn around for props. And gave that dead stare into the camera. Or maybe just one eye looking straight into camera and the other eye wandering about.
But alas, we did not. Just your standard portrait. Albeit still funny, on its own, that I’m so pregnant with an eleven month old.
