Sunday, May 31, 2009

I just can't help myself...

I am at a loss. I find myself handicapped by the lack of pregnancy hormones coursing through my body. Turns out, I think that with pregnancy comes a certain amount of cynicism which comes in handy when blogging. I have been reviewing Bachelorette footage via TiVo and am about to share my observations. Forgive me if they are not what they used to be. Ah-hem…

Episode I:

My first observation is, of course, dealing with the names of a few of the Bachelors up for the picking this season. Oh dear. Having an unusual name myself (I guess not so unusual if you are a BOY. Moving to the west in my teenage years enlightened me as to the existence of my male counterparts) I now make a desperate plea to all mothers naming their children. Please. Think of the future. That is all I ask. My top offenders are:

Kiptyn: Really? While he’s a great guy, or seems to be (for what that’s worth, do you remember when you thought that Jason was a great guy too?), I can’t get past the name. Also, perhaps it’s my T.V., but do his eyes look red to anyone else?

Sasha: I thought that this was a girl name…? Feel free to enlighten me if I am wrong. After all, I thought Brooks was a girl name, too.

And on we go…

Episode II:

Dear Brian,

Stripping to your nudies and jumping into a cold pool is never what a girl wants to see the first week she knows you. I would hazard a guess that no girl wants to see that, really, ever. The male body is not built for beauty. Better luck next time.

Dear Jillian,

Please get rid of Tanner P. soon. A man with a foot fetish is never a good thing. Plus he resembles a squirrel, slightly…

So far, my favorite pick for the season has to be commercial pilot, Jake. He’s adorable.

I think that Juan is fortunate in the looks department, though I am still thoroughly unconvinced that he is straight. He seems to notice too much to be a regular chap. Not a great pick for a woman scorned and on the prowl.

That is about it. Or, rather, my baby is crying.

P.S. Does David look to anyone else like “The Rock”, Dwayne Johnson? It’s uncanny. And a little creepy.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

My Three Sons

You'll have to please excuse the state of my blog, you see, I am currently busy learning to be a mother of three. On the whole, not as bad as I expected... but then again, I am the eternal pessimist. 

Ethan graduated from preschool this week. A post to come on that. Now I just need to figure out how to save his paper graduation cap, as I cannot let it go. He also turns five on Monday. Five. Wow. Another post to come on his birthday party, set for May 30th. 

Sloan was sick this week.  Too aggrivating to post on that, plus, I am sure that you don't want to see what I have seen. He likes to spend a lot of time patting Mason on the head and calling him, "Hey, Kid!". Thanks, Daddy.

Mason spends a lot of time sleeping and even more time eating and pooping. How is it possible that you can forget what a newborn is like over and over again?? Still, he's a great baby and we all love him. I swear he smiled at me this morning. Could be sleep deprivation... 

I am currently going over TiVo'd footage of "The Bachelorette". Oh, so much more to come on that. Stay tuned... 
My Cankle is slowly disappearing, and I have learned that Chiropractors are really just out to make a buck. 

Josh took Boards and we are anxiously awaiting his results. I am sure he did great, but as time passes, he gets more and more nervous. Men...

So, this is what we have been up to/will be up to. Sorry for the lack of interesting posts, not that I ever had any. I promise I will be trying hard to come up with some soon. 

Sunday, May 10, 2009

An Introduction

Mason Edward Gailey
Born May 7th, 2009 9:36 am
7 lbs. 14 oz. 19 3/4 inches

According to Ethan

This is 1/3 of my Mother's Day present from Ethan:

What I like and know about my mother: ( as transcribed by Ethan's preschool teacher)

My favorite thing that I like to do with my mother is: Share video games.
I like it best when my mother: Plays games.
My mom looks the prettiest when: She blows her hair.
My mom is funniest when she: Spits and stuff.
My favorite dinner that my mom makes is: Macaroni and Cheese.
My mom's favorite color is: Pink.
My mom's hair is: Black.
My mom's eyes are: Blue.
My mom is (  7  ) years old. Her name is: Brooks Gailey.
I love my mom because: When baby Mason is in my mommy looks so beautiful.
If I could give her any gift in the whole world it would be: A Doll.
(Ethan loves secret movie night!)

I'll let you decide for yourselves which of these is factual, and which one made a very hormonal me break down in a weepy mess.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers that I know and love.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Wake-up Call.

Many of you, like me, may wonder at what age you should insist your child leave you alone while you shower. The answer is:  Sometime before five. Turns out, even boys are much more observant than you might think. Then again, boys do become men.

Evidence supporting this conclusion came across my path this week in the form of Ethan’s artwork.





Currently, we are displaying his craft in his room… not sure where it should go from there. Just how much more trauma can I impose…? On the plus side, at least he was more generous with my “nimbles” than was Mother Nature.

FYI: Monday’s FHE was all about privacy. Not a bad topic for the week, I’d say.