2012 - Baby Steps in High Heels

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Baby Talk

11:53 AM 3
Baby Talk
Having been raised by a teacher, who was also raised by a teacher (who just so happened to write a grammar textbook), I’ve often thought of myself as the grammar police.

Punctuation. Eh, I’m not so good at knowing when and where to put, or not put, commas.

Proof reading. Eh, I’m much too hasty most of the time.

However, I can generally tell you the appropriate time and place to use any number of phrases. I also know the difference between there/their/they’re and your/you’re, etc.

I always swore up and down, left and right, that my child would speak correctly from the very beginning.

There would be no “Hers a good girl” or other intentionally incorrect speaking of any kind. (That stuff drives me crazy!)

Baby talk is NOT my thing.

I would be a stickler about this ... no matter what.

However ….

Now that Baby is talking ALLTHETIME, I’ve decided to make a few exceptions to the rule. And, I’m making these exceptions for no other reason than … she’s just so dang cute when she says:

“Mommy, what can MY have today?”


“Mommy put me mad! I not like it!”

Sure, in the long run, I’ll have to start teaching her the correct way to say these things.

But for now, I’ll just enjoy listening to her sweet, innocent little voice say things like, “Hold you, Mommy. Hold you,” when she wants to be held.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Here we go again ...

9:18 AM 4
Here we go again ...
Next week begins yet another travel/sales season for this busy working mom. It’s always a little difficult for me to get back into the swing of things after having been home for a few months.

I used to really look forward to the travel, but these days I tend to just feel guilty about being gone.

Baby doesn’t help matters much either. She tends to give me one of two scenarios:

1-She cries: Mommy no go bye-bye. Mommy stay home. Baby go on airplane with mommy. Let’s go mommy. We go together.

2-She says: Go ‘way, Mommy! Go ‘way! I no miss you!

It's heart-breaking either way!

But, even though I didn’t make true New Year’s Resolutions this year, a big goal I have is to make peace with this part of my life. I must work. I like to work. Baby needs to see me as somebody who is confident in my choices, not riddled with guilt.

So, I’ll cross the country – Texas-California-Texas-DC-Texas before February 1st and make about a dozen other trips before May 1st.

I have managed to get the number of nights away from home down to only about 15 for the entire season, so that’s great … even if it does mean some brutally early mornings (like 4:00 a.m. wake-up calls! Yuck!).

I’m also doing a different schedule this spring that should break up the travel a bit and not be as daunting on my amazing husband who totally holds down the fort while I’m away. How many women can go away for three days, trust that their husband will follow the regular schedule for the kids, AND come home to a clean house? Not many. I’m one of the lucky few, and I won’t take it for granted!

My mantra for the spring:
King-sized hotel bed all to myself +
Six-eight continuous hours of sleep at night =
a more rested, patient mommy for Baby and wife for Husband.

I can do this!

Do you have a resolution or mantra to help you balance it all this year?

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

It's official ...

8:04 AM 3
It's official ...
After weeks, even months, of planning and preparing ...

Countless hours contending with tiny pieces of big toys for a special little girL

Many dollars spent (though, not too many)

Four Christmas celebrations with our large family

Gift after gift for Baby ...

She got: a kitchenette, a castle tent, a car, books, baby dolls, and more.

It’s official: her favorite new things to play with are (drum roll, please) …

Packaged mini-snickers from Husband’s stocking!

Yep. It’s what she wakes up looking for, and they’re the first thing she finds after school.

She transfers them from bowl to bowl on her kitchen stove.

She counts them and talks about the colors of the wrappers.

She hands them out to Mommy and Daddy (then promptly takes them back).

Lesson learned.