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I’m sure as many of you have, I’ve developed a talent, and yes I do mean talent, of being able to carry a multitude of things at once. In fact, it’s as if I have miraculously sprouted an extra pair of arms. Seeing me carry any combination of the following is not unusual… Baby Girl – she’s pretty much a permanent fixture on my hip and takes up 50% of my carrying capacity Diaper bag Purse Toys Blankets Miscellaneous baby and kid gear Holding Big Brother’s hand Books Shoes Pacifier Towels Camera Newspaper Groceries Laundry Food Drink Kitchen utensils Tooth brush And the list goes on….. Perhaps I was off my game, but the other day while dropping Jakey off at preschool, in true form, I was carrying Baby Girl, Jake’s extra clothes and car keys. In this instance, something had to give and I accidentally dropped the keys. Jake’s fellow preschooler was on hand to witness the incident and asked, “Does your mom always drop her keys”? I laughed to myself and thought how Jake sees me on a regular basis carrying too much stuff, balancing items on my head, while making dinner and hopping on one foot. He knows I don’t often drop things. However, he slowly bent over to pick up the keys, released a big sigh and gloomily said, “Yeah”. What?! Hmmmm, I guess you’re only as good as your last carry. In the whole technology spectrum, I suppose I'm in the middle of the road. I'm definitely not a technology junkie, but I do like the conveniences of my DVR, digital camera and iPod. However, at the beginning of the year, along with my new job came a Blackberry. This is one piece of technology that is both a blessing and a curse. I've found that it's a great way to stay connected to the office if I'm out on appointments. But it's also a bad way to stay connected to the office after hours and on the weekends. Curses! I had heard of the expression "Crackberry" and now I know why. It truly is addicting! I find myself checking emails at all hours and trying to check emails behind my husband's back. I have taken it into the bathroom with me at home, have made excuses to "check something upstairs" and try to slyly look at the face of the Blackberry to see if the orange light is flashing indicating that a new message has landed from cyberspace. What's even more ridiculous is that I don't often respond to the emails! I just like to know who has contacted me about what, so I start making a mental list of "things to do" the next day at work. But like any new shiny toy, it has started to lose it's novelty. Now I just need to learn to turn it off and step away from the Blackberry.
I’m not a car person. I’m not impressed with fancy rims, fast engines or the latest widgets that come standard with new cars. But who knew that something as innocent as a minivan could cause such a range of emotions in people. It appears that there’s no gray area when it comes to minivans…you either love them or hate them. I had never given minivans much thought until we decided that we were going to trade in my two door Honda Civic for something bigger when baby #2 arrived. Initially hubby and I both dismissed the idea. My dad suggested a minivan and I immediately responded like a 16 year-old girl with attitude, “Ah, no. We’re not getting a minivan.” But why not? I just said I wasn’t a car person. After a little more research and me not wanting to drive a huge tank style SUV, our options were becoming a little more limited and the minivan was starting to look better. With a little convincing, hubby and I were seriously considering it. We started laughing, OMG we’re getting a minivan aren’t we? When I told family and friends that we were considering a minivan I got a variety of reactions. It ranged from “nooooooo” to “they’re so momish” to “that’s great, they’re so practical” to the very serious, “friends don’t let friends drive minivans”. I guess “momish” and “practical” doesn’t exactly scream “cool and trendy”. One co-worker admitted that although he owns a minivan, when he goes on sales calls, he parks it around the corner out of view. I also started noticing TV commercials for minivans. One spot featured a young, hip looking couple impressed with how much power the engine had. I also discovered a couple of models that were a hybrid of a minivan/SUV. It somewhat looked like an SUV, but had the functionality of a minivan. How tricky. One day, hubby came home almost in a panic and declared, “I’m over the minivan! I can’t do it.” This is before we even looked at one. He said on his way home from work, it was like an army of minivans had canvassed the city and were surrounding him. He said that everyone driving them was either an overweight man in his 40’s or the proverbial soccer mom. Neither which he identified with. Before I ruled it out, I at least wanted to look at one so we took a trip to Carmax. Now hubby was the one sporting the attitude of a 16 year-old girl. “Why are we even here? I don’t even want one. If we get one, I’ll just drive the Saturn.” (our other car is a Saturn Vue) We looked at a few different models. All really nice, perfect for two kids with all of the gear that accompanies two kids, but I felt they were a little too long. I’m partial to my little Honda Civic. After a few more weeks of research, we ended up with a Honda Pilot. I like it, but it still feels a little big and heavy. I prefer the Saturn Vue because it’s smaller. Overall, it was an interesting experience…uncovering the true feelings people have about the minivan. Minivan or not, my car is always filled with crap. Strollers, blankets, food wrappers, art projects, random papers, crumbs, etc. Why is my car always filled with crap? I’ll save that discussion for another day. Well, maybe J. Lo didn't exactly join SacMomsClub.com, but she did just join the ranks of motherhood. In case you haven't heard (or perhaps you don't care) J. Lo had b/g twins on February 22. And in the weeks leading up to their birth, she spent $1.4 million - yeah, that's right, $1.4 MILLION. She reserved a private birthing room at a Long Island hospital a few weeks before her due date, hired a team of medical professionals including doctors and nurses, and of course her personal assistants. Celebrities are so far removed from reality I don't even know what to say. It seems like celebrities, or more accurately people with money, serious money, can hire a team of "fill in the blank" for whatever they need. I just wonder if she'll truly experience sleep deprivation, midnight and early morning feedings, hormonal moments, crying for no apparent reason, spit up on every piece of clothing (babies don't discriminate, that includes Prada) piles of laundry, and the feeling of accomplishment if she makes it into the shower every day during the first few weeks. Nonetheless, congrats to J.Lo. Motherhood is both a wonderful and challenging experience. I just wonder if she'll actually experience it...or will she hire an entourage for that, too. |
