Change of Heart

Hank is on our bed, playing with his wooden double-decker bus. He shakes it back and forth as the little wooden people clatter inside. Suddenly, he dumps the passengers out, shakes every last one from its seat, and surveys the wooden bodies strewn across the bed sheets. Hank pauses, frowns, and says,

“You OK guys? … Need help?”

Baby Shower ABC Book: How To

I mentioned yesterday that I made this blank, DIY ABC book for my friend Alli’s shower.

Bryan and my friend Jaime really helped — I’d intended to use a store-bought journal, but couldn’t find anything that would work. If you’d like to make one too, here’s how we did it.

We took some white cardstock sheets, 8.5 x 11, and folded them in half to make all the pages. Then we stacked those sheets with the folded edges along what would become the spine of the book.

We used a red file folder as the book cover — it had multiple creases along the fold, so you could expand how many papers it would hold in the file. We folded to the widest creases, and the “bottom” of the file became the book’s spine. Once a ruler is involved, my temples start to throb from all the pressure, so my friend Jaime measured how big the cover needed to be, then marked it off with a ruler and trimmed to order.

Bryan printed up the letters, also on white cardstock. Jaime and I cut out little templates of squares that would fit over the letters, traced a square around each letter, cut them out, and glued them in the page corners. You could easily just write the letters in by hand if you liked too, but I wanted a more polished look.

The binding was the tricky part. We tried hot gluing the pages in, but they weren’t stable enough, so Bryan took an electric drill and drilled holes in the cover, which I then threaded with ribbon. I wish we’d had some little grommets to finish the holes, but it looked pretty good, notwithstanding.

At the shower, while Alli opened the gifts, everyone took turns drawing pictures and writing messages to the new mom and baby.

I like party activities that let you interact without having to make a pregnant woman cry by guessing at the exact girth of her enormous belly. This one is a champ.

It’s Almost Here!

New Year’s Eve Maggie (circa 2005), wishes you a very happy 2009. Little does she know what the morning has in store for her. Poor little Maggie. Come here, let me pet your hair. Stop whimpering, dear.

As for you, may your evening be memorable, and your morning a small price to pay.

Strapping on a Pair

I have not been taking good care of my body.

For four years or so, I’ve had crazy, hive-inducing allergies along with a few other health problems that I’ve been alternately complaining about and ignoring, hoping they’ll go away. Today, I sat down and made a big batch of appointments, because it’s time to figure everything out. I don’t know why I’ve been afraid to do this, but I have. Nothing life-threatening is going on, but my quality of life hasn’t been near as good as it could be, and it’s silly to go on accepting that.

So. What about you? Have you been putting yourself off? Today, as a favor, I would like you to take better care of yourself. Please think of one thing you can do to make your life a little better, and take the first step. Maybe it’s as small as taking a walk, or as big as going back to school, or getting screened for the cancer that runs in your family. Do it, and let the weight lift off you.

I’ll be over here, thinking good things for you.

Where’d I put my flask?

Something unusual happened this morning. When Bryan left for work, Hank sobbed and clung to him. When I left, he barely looked up. I said bye. I kissed him. I hugged him. He just pushed me away and kept playing with his train.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have entered the fabled Daddy phase. For a while there, I didn’t believe it existed, this period where Hank would want Daddy to cuddle, Daddy to feed him, Daddy to read, Daddy to go to the park, Daddy to change his diaper. Not Mom-Mom, Daddy. DADDY. Hank! Said! Daddddeeeeeeee!

Road trip, anyone?

Moms Gone Wild

I’ve been making videos with a bunch of other moms. We roll around in hot oil, and then talk about Thanksgiving:

http://blip.tv/play/gew+29olkOIX

We also talk about ways to punish our partners when they disagree with us:

http://blip.tv/play/gew+2bpxkOIX

All right, I kid. It’s us in twin-sets, knitting and drinking tea.

Heather, Alice, and I did do a few segments with our tops off, but they edited them out. Stupids.

(I posted this yesterday, but accidentally deleted it, so a few comments are missing. I’m sorry if yours was one of them, because I think you’re nice.)