Did You See That One?

I HATE commercials, rarely in my life do I like to sit down and watch a commercial.  Then these commercials came around and I love them so much that I’m writing a blog about them.  There is something amiss in this world.

My family has really enjoyed the Olympics, and what can be funnier than grown-ups having a snowball fight.

Then there are the P & G Mom commercials.  Lately, as a Mom I think, I’m really gaining a deeper understanding what a marathon this is and how encompassing it is.  Don’t get me wrong, I got it when my little girl was born, but now that we are running to practices, dance lessons, piano lessons, working on homework, dealing with bullies, changing diapers, trying hard to fit in playtime, and make a nutritious meal every once in a while, I’m getting it on a much deeper level.  A commercial is successful when it connects to you and boy does this one get to me:

Then they had to go and make this one:

Where did I put that tissue?

One Last Hurrah!

As you know my son has been sick most of the winter. At his well appointment, my pediatrician and I decided that it coincided with the introduction of dairy to his diet.  As a result, we are now dairy free again.  I have to abstain, because I’m going to try and keep nursing until the end of winter, to boost his immunity.  It has just been so much easier to figure out what to feed the little, and enjoy some yogurt.  It’s come to an end, so this afternoon, I pretended that I had the appointment in the afternoon, and had a slice of coffee cake with a bit of butter (just like my Mormor used to have) and enjoyed my last dairy hurrah for a while.

 

Not to blame anyone…

Ok, I’ve been in a rut.  I just haven’t been able to bring myself to blogging lately.  I’m so sorry.  It may have been the five weeks of illness, winter sports leagues, other responsibilities pulling me left and right, but to be honest it wasn’t any of those excuses.  It was this little angel:

This little angel, despite having Roseola and RSV this winter, has decided to go on a developmental spurt.  He  has started walking, crawling only when needed and as a result do this:

and some more of this:

 

And on top of that, he’s only wanted to take his naps while picking up my kindergartner from school in the middle of the day or his sister in the afternoon.  Don’t tell anyone, I have resorted to letting him nap in the car.  If I run my errand remotely around 10:30 a.m he is guaranteed to be asleep wherever I’m going.  So, I have sat in my car trying to give him a few more minutes of sleep, I have even left him in the car parked in the garage, I do check in on him.

This has resulted in my free time being spent, picking up after him, rearranging my cabinets and placing locks on them, checking in on him and trying to get him to sleep in his crib.

I don’t want to jinx myself, but I think we have baby proofed the house fairly well, and best of all, I think he’s getting the idea that he needs to sleep in his crib.  That may possibly mean that I may have more than 20 minutes to get my head together in my house, not in my car.  Shhh, I didn’t just say that.  You’ll know if it works, if I start posting more.  Keep those fingers crossed if for no other reason for my sanity.