Monday, January 24, 2011

Friday, January 14, 2011

I'm still pregnant.

....and I am so ready to have this baby.  So. Very. Ready.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Coveting this for a diaper bag.

As described on Bloomingdales:

Hunter Hunter Original Tote
A classic natural rubber tote from Hunter with leather-trimmed handles and signature logo stitching detail.

•Double handles

•Interior zip pocket

•Lined. Rubber. Imported

•13.5"W x 16"H x 7.5"D

•7" drop

•Web ID: 514161

Ok, a) how amazingly cute, preppy and WASP-y is this bag and b) it is RUBBER.  I read this as a win-win-win for the horrificly neccesity of a diaper bag.  Thank you Hunter.  Thank you.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Tonia, this is for you.

Freak out.

So my "body" hasn't progressed in three weeks.  THREE WEEKS.  And I am due Friday.  And I am a hormonal, pregnant mess.  A mess I tell you.

And I would really like to see my feet.  Super.  For real, ya'll.

That being said, I am freaked out.  Nothing that every other mother on the planet hasn't had, but all the same it is my freak out. 

We move all the time.  We have no family and start every move with no real friends.  Thus, we three T's?  Are a tight knit three.  G has been everywhere, done everything with us.  She is our light.  Our joy.  She is glue.  She makes her mom and her dad better people.  Much. Better.  People.

She is so much like me.  Read:  loves and needs attention.  Tons of it.  Attention to the point where Ralph and I and all of her teachers are exhausted at the end of the day.  In a jubilant, good way.  But all the same, it is a full time job.  Which oh yeah, RT and I have two of those...too.

So how am I going to do it?  How am I going to be the best mom to G and the best mom to Baby T? 

My heart is pounding out of my chest right now.  POUNDING.

Oh, and I am anti induction because of my huge fear of a c section.  So what if my body never progresses and I never see my waist again?

Hello hormones.  You are so much fun.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Affirmations and actualization.

In April it will be two years since I bid corporate America good bye.  It has been a strange and wild ride, but it seems that I have finally hit the stride that I was looking for.  I work with major corporations and work with amazing people and have found something that I am incredibly passionate and excited about.  While every "job" has its ups and downs I honestly love what I do.

It brings me back to a conversation I had with my dear friend Kari sitting in the guest room of our house in Simi Valley.  It was about Living the life you love and loving the life you live.  At that point in time, my marriage was a work in progress (but when is it not), we were moving to Sacramento (a city I had never been to), transferring to another media job (where in my current media job I was leaving my house at 4:30 every morning and getting home around 4pm to miss my little girl) and pretty much I was not really loving life.  I wasn't really doing anything to ensure that I was loving life.

Then I was faced with a decision.  Stay with the very comfortable corporate gig or, look elsewhere.  I looked elsewhere.  It took me a while, but I found the answer.  I had to sell lawn services, alarms door to door, a product that was a little confusing and incredibly hard to sell before I found it.  But I have it.  And everyday it seems to get better.

So the other day I bought this necklace for myself.  In my pregnancy induced hormone frenzy I found myself slobbering mess and I just had to have it.  And I love it.  Just like the life I live.