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China by way of NYC

Posted by parsingtime on August 18, 2011

I spent last weekend with Random.  We got massaged by by Chinese ladies whose hands caused me to ache for three days but I no longer have knots in my shoulders.  We also ate, shopped, ate some more, bubble tea’d, and generally roamed around NYC. I also read three books which is more than I’ve read all year. It was lovely, many thanks to Random.

It was lovely.  I needed a mini break. I came back feeling refreshed if not rested (I think I need a beach and a month before I will feel rested) and then my kid decided to wake up at 1am screaming and all the tension the Chinese ladies had kung-fu’ed out of me came back again.

But I love the little stinker and I’ve been reading about sleep regression so we’ll continue to move forward and soon this will all be a distant memory.  All be it one that is written down for posterity in case I ever have the urge to procreate again. That btw, is a topic for another time. I might be one of those people who is happy with one kid.

I should move to China.


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Posted by parsingtime on January 8, 2011

I just realized Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and the ABC song share the same tune.  After five nights of undisturbed sleep this was the revelation I had.

Good thing I don’t need to discover the theory of relativity or something equally important.

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Long Way

Posted by parsingtime on December 19, 2010

Well N is almost 6 months old.

This is what I looked like when I found out I was pregnant

And this is me today:

and just for kicks…37 weeks.

Crappy bberry photo on purpose (no one wants to see the stretch marks in 16 megapixels). Still need more tone and definition but the mommy tummy is mostly gone.

I would like to point out to all the celebrities out there who lost their weight breast feeding and eating like a horse blah blah blah…I don’t believe you unless you all have the metabolism of Kelly.

As for me it was approximately five months of pretty hard work. I’m not one to deprive myself completely but I did not eat very much of my secret chocolate, no alcohol or soda so to speak, LOTS of lentils, vegetable soups, fish, chicken, green tea, fruits and veggies.  And I exercised. I did videos when I couldn’t get out or move very much (my nether regions still shudder when they recall the months of July and August), I got out with my jogging stroller, jogged by myself and then walked 5 miles at least 4 times a week with whoever was available from my mom’s group that day (walking with someone else makes the time pass a lot quicker). And then for the last six weeks I was doing my jogging/walking regimen and added a boot camp class which seems to have gotten a few more pounds off so that I look almost like I did before pregnancy (I had to get to a lower weight than pre-pregnancy to make that happen). Fortunately, N likes to be outside and we get to talk about all the things we see when we are out so both of us benefit (or at least that’s what I tell myself).

I feel good. It took more time than I would have ideally liked but I stopped wearing maternity clothes about 6 weeks after N was born and my own clothes are looking better than they have in almost a year. The weight loss push was totally for my own benefit and I’m glad I stuck with it, happy healthy Mom equals…well it doesn’t equal a happy baby but it puts me in a better frame of mind in general.

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Her Mom

Posted by parsingtime on November 14, 2010

There are days when I still feel surprised that I am someones parent.

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The Deathly Hallows

Posted by parsingtime on November 11, 2010

I rarely go to the movie theater to watch movies but I’m sort of dying to see Harry Potter. I love the books. I watched the last two in India and while not being able to eat before a colonoscopy in Charlotte, respectively. Random and I searched Delhi far and wide for the Deathly Hallows release and then sat by a pool and read the day away.

Anyway, so I told my mom I wanted to go see it and she said sure she would come babysit so Husband and I could go. Ha.


As if. I told her maybe she could come babysit one weekday afternoon because I’ll have to go see it by myself.

All I have to say is fine Husband can ruin HP for me with all his negative commentary but if he influences N into disliking it before she has had a chance to determine herself whether she likes it or not, I’m going to have to smack him.

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I Ran Yesterday

Posted by parsingtime on September 14, 2010

I went running yesterday.

Let’s not talk about how I almost died in the  Houston humidity or how my legs felt like lead or how my gait felt weird or how I think I swallowed a gnat or I ran a 10 minute mile which is practically a fast walk or how I felt like my ovaries were rattling around in my body every. single. step. Let’s not talk about how my hoo ha and butt burn like I’ve been riding a bike for 15 hours.  Or that I haven’t officially been cleared for exercise yet.

Let’s talk about how I promised myself a couple of weeks ago that every day Husband came home and there was still light out that I would go out running and I made good on that promise for the first time (because he came home earlier than normal).

Let’s talk about how the $40 sports bra that I bought to keep the girls in place did its job (no bounce!). Let’s talk about how I good it felt to be doing something proactive other than diet and getting in what I would call a real work out (versus walking with N (girlfriend has not gained enough weight for the jogging stroller yet) or doing an exercise video). Let’s talk about how I did walking squats as part of my cool down.

Let’s talk about how my body looks more flat than fat (though we still have flab) and that in two months I’m going to be telling you that I’m down to my fighting weight (that’s my goal at least).

Let’s talk about how I had no interest in Husbands cookies after my run which is amazing because for the last few weeks all I could think about was carbs and sugar.

Let’s talk about how good it felt to do something for myself. By myself. Forty minutes with my iPod and my own thoughts (which were mostly, ohmygosh I’m going to die) were bliss.

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Posted by parsingtime on August 25, 2010

Wearing size 2 shorts today…with gross stomach overhang when I sit but they button and zip and I can still breathe!

It’s the small things that make my day.

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Posted by parsingtime on August 13, 2010

Today my baby will only sleep if I hold her.

Today I went to my neighborhood playgroup for the first time where I found out that none of the other 8 moms have third degree tears, have stretch marks or are having supply issues.

Today I canceled reservations for what would have been Husband and I’s first date in at least 6 weeks because our weekend visitors who decided to not come visit on Wednesday changed their mind. It’s funny I would have been completely fine with visitors this weekend and was even planning for them but when they canceled I made my own plans and I hate that I had to change them because I was looking forward to spending time alone with Husband. But now I’m annoyed with him (not about drinks last night and not about anything rational) and am wondering why I wanted to go on a date with him in the first place. Except that’s what I’m annoyed about. I wanted to spend time with him.  But now I don’t. But I do, but I don’t.

The lack of sleep (and chocolate) really does make me cranky/irrational over dumb things.

Today sucks.

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Stop All the Presses

Posted by parsingtime on August 5, 2010

I’m in size four pants without having to suck it all in.

Celebrated by dressing nicer than normal. N promptly spit up all over me. And then smiled.


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Posted by parsingtime on July 9, 2010

I think the post postpartum hormones are starting to kick in. This song pulled up on my iTunes yesterday and I almost started crying. People, I am not sentimental.

And then? The next song? Nina Simone’s version of To Love Somebody. Dude, when am I going to be normal again?

The universe is clearly conspiring against me and normalcy.

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