Queen of Rambles

• I know the deadline has passed for the next issue of Mosaic Minds but we are still in need of features, prose and poetry! We’d love to take a look at your submissions. E-mail them to carrieATmosaicmindsDOTnet. The theme is Time Warp, but only personal essays need to reflect that theme.
• I am unsure if I should be happy or bitter. I’m on a DC wide moms’ mailing list. Every month they have a photo contest and the winning picture gets to be on the front page of mailing list’s website. For the first time ever I submitted a picture of Erik (the one of him in the dishwasher). He got seven votes! The winner got eight votes. Boo! Hiss! I know he is cuter than the winning kid. I am going to take it as a victory, though, because there were only two entries out of 20 that got more than four votes.
• I did a little dance of joy this afternoon! One of my friends (I have real life friends! How did that happen?) wanted to come over and look at my Mary Kay stuff. She bought a whole bag full of stuff! The best part, though, was watching her baby and Erik play. Her boy is one day older than Erik and they are both just about the same size. They were ripping and roaring around the house like little speed demons. I wish I could share a picture with you because it was adorable, but I am not about to post pictures of other people’s kids without permission.
• We’re going to Oklahoma! This has been in the works for a long time, but I finally called my great-aunt to make sure she would be home the week we were going. Once that was confirmed I was able to purchase the tickets! We’ll spend a day in Tulsa, then a few days at my college reunion in Bartlesville, then we’ll head off to the wilds of Arkansas to see our family. We are actually going to be very, very near The Reign of Ellen. It would be the perfect opportunity to have a bloggity meet-up, but I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know me from Adam.

  My mom is meeting us there because she refuses to miss Erik’s birthday. She’s convinced that we’re going to have to lock Mike in the trunk of the car so we can give Erik a taste of his birthday cake. Mike is going to be horrified when he sees just what we have planned for Erik’s cake. You know we HAVE to get a smash cake for him. It shall be fun.

• Thanks for all your sweet comments on my entry yesterday. As Julie said, maternal love is amazing. I never knew it would be like this. There is just no possible way to imagine it until the baby is here and you’re a mom.
• MisterE is much easier to take these days because he no longer throws crying fits when he is avoiding sleep. Instead he just babbles very loudly. VERY loudly. I’d much prefer loud babbling to tortured screams. I really wish I could post pictures of him trying to stay awake while breastfeeding because it’s just too funny. We do a side lying position, but he manages to get into a position where it looks like he’s about to stand on his head, then he lifts one leg up in the air and kicks. I suppose some people would consider such pictures art, but I don’t think anyone here wants to see my floppy boob.
• My long time readers will be interested to hear that Annica, my Swedish best friend, called yesterday! She’s doing really great and is actually seeing a psychologist about a lot of her issues. She’s booked a flight to Greece with her family which gives me hope that she might some day fly here to see us. Her husband is going to be in Philly in September so we are hoping we will be able to meet up with him. I’m so proud of her–she’s still taking education classes and is doing very well at it. She says she’s embarrassed and ashamed of the way she was raising her girls because she did everything wrong. Poor Annica! Her girls are doing great. Her oldest daughter was a major preemie (born at 25 weeks) and they were told she would have serious learning disabilities, but she’s 8 now and is doing great in school. She still doesn’t eat, but she does drink her liquid nutrition herself so the hole in her stomach has been closed up. There is one fairly bad thing, though. You know how girls are hitting puberty younger and younger? She has to have shots to keep her period away! She’s 8! I just don’t understand what’s going on in this world of ours. I used to think the premature puberty was caused by all the artificial hormones in meat, but that girl has never eaten anything but doctor prescribed formula her whole life and her family is totally vegetarian.

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