You're as pretty as steak

Hello world,

Welcome to my blog, or the place for me to talk about my life, my children, and rant about the reasons that I could be doing something more productive with my time. I always think back at the end of the day on what I had intended to accomplish and wonder where I went wrong. Right now I blame it on the babies. There are two, and they are young and helpless, as babies often are, and they have each mastered the art of the gut-wrenching shriek for attention. Mind you, I love them more than life itself. So I only complain when it’s before dinner and I’m lacking coffee, or after dinner and I’m lacking wine. Jocelyn is nineteen months and is starting to talk, and she sings and dances on command (she’s got a groove that can’t be beat). Her fetching capabilities are also improving everyday. The other night I asked her to get me the phone off the dining table, and she did! Unfortunately, she is also starting to climb out of her crib. We still have not figured out how she managed this feat, or how this momentous occasion is going to change our lives, but I hope this means that after climbing out of the crib that she’ll then get up on the changing table and change her own diaper. My husband Khary says he keeps dreaming that she’s coming to get him at night. Not for help—but like in a monster movie, hands outstretched, trying to eat his toes while he’s sleeping. Baby Aja is almost 6 months old. She’s been home from the hospital for nearly three months, and she weighs a hefty 10lbs 5oz. Chubster! What a long way from her birth weight (1lb 15oz). She smiles all the time and is starting to coo, and she is finally starting to act like a normal person at night. I think she understands that I can’t hold her for hours on end. Three o’clock in the morning is not the time to smile at me, no matter how cute you are. She is a brilliant baby, so I’m sure she gets it. We like to say that the reason for her early birth was her choice—she couldn’t wait to meet us. The nurses quickly termed her as a feisty girl, and she has proved them right again and again.

It’s a bit clique to say that difficult times bond people together. All I know is that last week Khary told me I was as pretty as steak and it warmed my heart. He was preparing a steak at the time, so the context of it was warranted. Plus, it was a New York steak. The only thing I can think of that might have been prettier was a New York steak wrapped in bacon.

By the way, papoe is Jocelyn's term for her favorite game: peek-a-boo!

Comments

[Desiree]

I love this! I will soon be starting one myself! Miss you all

[Jill Peterson DeForge]

Beautifully written Michele, love your writing style! Did you actually write that your 6 month old was over 1 pound at birth?! If so, amazing that she is doing so well!

[Sarah Dean]

Great writing Shelly! I had a smile on my face the whole time...thoroughly enjoying hearing about your previos family. Miss you tons!!!

[Sarah Dean]

Precious family!!!! not previos family. That's what happens when I respond from my phone and try to type on small keypad!

[Michele Brown]

Thanks so much ladies! @Jill, yes, Aja was born at 26 weeks and stayed in the hospital for three months. It was a long road getting her home, but she's doing great. She's growing into a world-class drama queen, just like her big sister :)

[Beth Zimmerman]

Beautiful story! I think I've seen you around before now but I came here today from Naked Girl in a Dress. Now among your friends and followers! :)

[Teresha@ Marlie and Me]

I love reading about the story behind a blog and yours is simply marvelous!

[Romy]

Great story, thanks for sharing! Enjoy your SITS Day!

[Anna & Selena]

Enjoy your SITS day.. your family is gorgeous!

[FranceRants]

Babies are the best. I used to be afraid of them before I had them, now I know they are da bomb.

Come to think of it, a good steak is da bomb too.