Day 2

Day trip to Newport, Rhosde Island

I love, love Newport!!! Michael and I went many years ago and I just fell in love with the city. It is so quaint and romantic.
Another gorgeous day...

Mansions overlooking the breathtaking cliffs...
Unique shops on cobblestone roads...
Beautiful sailboats along the port...
Scenic coastlines...
Lunch and drinks at the Brick Alley Pub...
Found baby t-shirt that says "Yankees Yuk"...
Ali, they have the tennis hall of fame (went on last trip)...

Before I go to play with Mathew, let me leave you with this:
Rather than moving up here, I'll just build a New England style home in South
Florida on a one acre lot. Of course, I have to win the lottery first. ha!

P.S. Forgot to add - It's our 2 year anniversary today!!!

Day 1

Today in Boston.

Beautiful weather...gorgeous views...envious of the new england style homes (and the yards)...seeing the family...and hung out with the old Boston friends...

I look forward to Wednesday night. Michael grew up with spaghetti night every Wednesday. That tradition still lives on here in Boston. So this Wednesday the family (4 sisters, 1 brother, 9 kids, and us) will be under one roof. The place will be loud, messy, but lots of FUN!

Before I go to read, let me leave you with this:
If New England had only 3 months of winter (or less), I'd move here in a heart beat!

Fenugreek

Earlier this week, my milk supply started diminishing. Stress, skipping my pumping sessions probably all didnt help. I started feeling depressed about it and realized I really want to continue breastfeeding. Ive always said I wanted to for at least one year, but it hit me that I really, really wanted to. Does that make sense? Its like you dont know what you have until its gone. Well, as soon as I was losing the milk, I was feeling sad, disappointed, and depressed. I did some research (like I always do Im a dork like that). I found an herb called Fenugreek, which according to ancient myths, it helps increase breast milk production. I started my first dose last night. I am not ready to give up breastfeeding yet. Since last night, Ive already noticed an increase in the milk production. Im feeling optimistic that I will get to continue breastfeeding whereas two nights ago I was preparing myself for the devastation of the disconnect between mother and child, of having to turn to formula yuk! It looks like I wont have to worry about that now.

I am thankful for herbal remedies! Isn't this earth the best? This just reaffirms my beliefs that the earth (organic) is best! Trust me I'm not fanatical to say the least, but I am aware of my choices.

Before I go for my first therapy session ever, let me leave you with this excerpt from an article I was reading today:

Marriage is not a fairy tale. The love you share with your mate will change over time. What you need out of your relationship will change over time. The excitement will eventually wear off. Your patience and devotion will be tested. Marriage requires you to give of yourself, to make sacrifices, and to admit when you are wrong. It requires you to forgive when you really don't want to, and to keep on trying no matter how hard you want to give up. It takes dedication, commitment, honesty, and effort to make a marriage last. There is no magic formula to making a marriage work. Many people enter a marriage expecting their partner to make them "happy" or "complete". However, only you can be held responsible for your own happiness. By taking the time to think about your future and sharing your thoughts with your partner, you have already taken the first step in making sure your relationship can stand the test of time.

Billow

This was last night's blog, but was unable to post it. That was frustrating, so I decided to wait until morning to post it. So here it goes:

Billow
I learned a new word today, Billow.
My friend, Lauren, liked my billowy blouse.

To surge or roll in billows; like a wave in the ocean.
To swell out or bulge; like sheets billowing in the breeze.

I hope this word was a new one for you too!

Before I go bake cupcakes, let me leave you with this:
Ever notice that men are really from Mars and women are from Venus? Men are just emotionally inept. They are so out of tune. I'm sure men would say we don't get it either. If you could choose, which planet would you want to come from? I would still want to come from Venus even knowing what I know now.

P.S. This morning I am pissed off at a colleague. She wanted to take over a major function from my position, behind my back. She went right to the boss. What a bitch! Thankfully, the boss is on my side. HA! But the nerve of her! I could go on about this, but I won't. Just know that she's a bleeping bitch!

The Sound of Rain

The steady stream of water falling down has drowned my ears all day long.
If my ears could talk, what would they say?
Horizontal rain slams into the windows.
Thundering drum rolls wavering in the air.
Wind shrieks through the trees and breezeways.
Crashing waves plunge into the street gutters from the squealing tires.
Rain drops drip into puddles.
Soft ringing wind chimes howling from the wind.
Dribbling sounds of pitter patter from the left over rain drops hanging on the leaves.
The constant sounds of rain surround me.
My mood is drab.
The sun has not peaked out.
It's hiding from the world today.
The day is dreadfully slow.
And its starting to get to me.
I'm in the mood to do nothing now.
My ears yearn for silence.
Yet, the sounds are so inviting.
Inviting to that comfy cozy feeling bundled up next to the one you love (or a good book).

Had to come back and add my last thought (since I forgot)...the before I go, let me leave you with this part:
I always know when it's going to rain or cold outside; my arthritis starts acting up, especially in my knees.

Fun in the Sun

Today was a family day in the pool.

Mathew loves the water. He had so much fun. I dunked him under water today for the first time. He did great, made funny faces, and laughed a lot.

I look forward to many more days in the pool with Mathew.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mommies out there! This is just one day to remind you that the other 364 days *you are special*

Before I go, let me leave you with this:
Always try to see the glass half full!

Pookie

My son's nickname: Pookie

No idea where it came from, what it stands for, its meaning, or even its spelling. I just started saying the word and it stuck: Pookie! Its not pronounced like the word puke, but more like the name Suki or like snookie.
Apparently, after just now looking it up "Pookie" is a common euphemism to describe something cute. Garfield's teddy bear is named Pooky. I didn't even know it existed. Oh well, I must have picked it up from somewhere.

Before I go, let me leave you with this question:
We all had nicknames from our parents. Mine were nany or as my dad still calls me nanny poo-poo. What was your childhood nickname given to you by your parents?

Standing

Tonight, I laid Mathew to sleep in his crib. I leave him there on his own awake to learn to put himself to sleep. I go in our room where we have the video monitor and keep an eye on him until he falls asleep. I went to change my shirt or something, and turned to look at the video and there he was standing, STANDING in his crib. Oh my god! I ran to his room and he was smiling. I just couldn't help but laugh, which made him laugh too. Since when can he pull himself all the way up to standing. Luckily, Michael lowered the crib last week (just in time). My little baby is growing so fast.

As new mothers there are a few things you hear over and over and one of them is that they grow so fast so enjoy every minute. I'm enjoying every second. He is my everything! My family is my life!

Before I go, let me leave you with a joke:
What do UFO's and smart blondes have in common?
You keep hearing about them, but never see any.
Okay, lame, but I'm not a comedian.

Mai-Kai

** 2 star review

Tiki bar style bar, gardens, waterfalls and more. Beautiful scenery if you could see it behind the dying night light. The drinks were delicious. Tahitian Breeze, sweet and strong. Who needs Happy Hour (2 for 1) with these drinks, one will do the trick. After two sips, I was buzzing high. The food was mediocre at best. The appetizers were bland. The sauces were tasteless. The meal was buried under snow peas. The server was weird. He was overly friendly and used too many adjectives. He seemed insincere. The show was nice, and I remember laughing a lot. It was either because of the performers funny faces or what they were doing was just funny looking. Either way I laughed a lot. Then we got the bill, not so funny! We actually did have a good time despite the restaurant choice. Maybe because we were just both drunk.

This restaurant was a one-time experience, a tourist trap, and a rip-off. Not recommended.

Before I go play cribbage, let me leave you with a shout out:
Thank you to Philippe and Doralyn for watching Mathew. I hope you'll want to do it again. Go Heat!

Crawling

Today Mathew took his first crawling steps. YAY!

Time to start proofing the house.

Before I go, let me say this:
Go Habs Go!