In the Saddle

If you HAVE a baby, you won’t BE the baby anymore…

Where are Overboard gifs when you need them?

While I was pregnant, I wondered what it would be like if I got sick while being a mom. I imagined it would be totally sucky, as no matter how bad you feel, you still have to take care of a small being. In short, it doesn’t matter how bad you feel. You are needed. You can’t take off. You have a job to do. And I was like, well doesn’t that just suck?

And now that I am living it? I can say, yes. Yes it does suck. Indeed it sucks a lot.

I’m overreacting of course — this is just a bad cold/throat thing, but I tell ya…what I wouldn’t give to crawl into bed right now and sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep (that’s sleep with a lot of e’s in there. Cuz I need them desperately.). I want to be taken care of. I want to be the baby! Alas, I am not and will never be again, so….oh well.

Also, I feel bad for G, who’s now subjected to a lot of silence broken up by me coughing or blowing my nose. There is no fun today. Maybe some ridiculous faces to make her laugh, but otherwise, not a whole lot going on over here.

Just spoke to T, though, and she’s also a little sick, so she’s going to brave my germs and come over to cheer me up. What a friend. Fun will prevail after all!

11/2/12

This little guy is three years old today.

Love to big boy Jude from his Auntie Al.

02/5/12

A picture from the party of me and my surrogate brother, Darren (those that have the Versus channel might know him from his show, Sports Biz: Game On, but I know him as the silly guy who danced his ass off at my bat mitzvah, and sweet sixteen, and wedding). His wife is due about three weeks before me (AND IS SO MUCH SMALLER THAN I AM OMG YOU GUYS I FELT LIKE A BIG HOUSE NEXT TO HER) and so obviously we needed to do a requisite “prom” photo. How I wish we had big ugly dresses and corsages to wear. That would have been awesome.

12/27/11

Also…

I love that Jude calls T “MayMay”. It’s the cutest mom name ever.

They are the cutest cutest cutest and I love them.

10/11/11

Happiest of birthdays to this hot mama…

Luv you Blarx.

09/27/11

So we went to our friends Rocco and Michelle’s house for dinner Sunday night. Rocco cooked an amazing meal and we got to meet their little boy, Rocco III, born on August 29. He and I bonded right away and I was able to give mama Michelle a nice break from holding him for a lot of the night.

We had a lot of fun talking about babies and parenting, including a lengthy conversation about baby names. Michelle gave me a stack of books to take home with me, two of which were giant baby name volumes, complete with meanings of names. So we talked about what would be the most ridiculous name we could give our child (answer: God) to how names from our age set (the Michelles, the Alisons, etc.) were just not around at all anymore and how many Rubys, Olivias, Jacksons, Mileses, etc. there are.

I made the (correct, I think) observation that Rocco and Michelle could basically get away with anything simply because of Rocco’s name alone (his last name, too, actually). Jonny and I could never, ever, in a million years get away with naming our child something as kick-ass as Rocco. Ever.You really have to think about what your kid might be like when you think of names for him/her.

i.e. the name Balthazar was thrown out there, and while Jonny and I liked it, a Balthazar evokes a tall, rugged in a European way type of guy. We have to face that our kid is the child of two tiny little Jews. It’s gonna be maybe 5’8” if a boy and maybe 5’3” if a girl, will likely have Jonny’s dark hair and my big ol’ schnoz. Thus, Balthazar? No can do, Baby Saddle…we just don’t have the moxy. We do, however, have a growing list of names that we like and would fit us and whatever little peanut we have pretty well. We shall see…

(To his credit, Rocco did bring up that in their case, they needed to make sure they weren’t going too Italian…so the family name was really his favorite option. Though the others they told us were awesome too, so my point remains intact, I think. Anyway…)

Anyway, Jonny and I walked away with lots of information and advice and full bellies and warm hearts. A fantastic Sunday evening.

Pictures by Darren (who is not pictured!): Me getting excited about something. Rocco and Michelle, chatting. Jonny and their dog, Vito (aka Jessa’s boyfriend). Me holding Baby Rocco, who was precious beyond belief.

09/27/11

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i will eat my scarf if that kid has a vagina.

T is quite sure Baby Saddle is a boy…

09/22/11

So I hadn’t expected a “finished product” picture so soon, but Jill sent me a few adorable pictures of cutie-man with his little elephant. Her thank you was so heartfelt and touching, I seriously teared up upon reading it.

Friends, man. They’re awesome.

Also…LOOK AT THAT FACE!

09/6/11

OMG yay.

You guys…Kevin, of T and Kev, has joined the Tumblr ranks. Check out his awesome new blog: Haiku Music Review. Yay!

03/5/11

I was looking through pictures tonight and had to post this one. It’s from my bachelorette soiree in Chicago. Taryn arranged for us to go roller skating in a nearby suburb. When we got there, the place had shut down (even though T had called just days before to double check that they’d be open). It was a sad sad moment.

Throw in the fact that we had all decided to dress in 80s garb, to add to the nostalgia of a suburban roller rink. So there we were, six 28-30 year old girls standing on the street, in full 80s craziness, whining about the fact that we couldn’t roller skate! It was an abomination!

So we went to Benihana instead. Which was awesome.

I will say this…T’s 80s “let’s get physical” outfit rocked. It really did.

09/27/10

In the Saddle

If you HAVE a baby, you won’t BE the baby anymore…

Also…

OMG yay.

Me!

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Jessa!

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