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The daycare diaries: Biting

5 Aug

Today another child at daycare bit Emma. This is the first time that Emma has been bitten. I have gotten notes sent home warning me of infectious diarrhea, vomiting, green snot, bumps, bruises, scrapes and scratches but I have never gotten a note warning me about the human teeth marks on my kid. I’m sure most moms would be mad and I do hate that some gross little kid was gnawing on Emma’s arm but the note sent home was the funniest note ever. I find it amusing that the people at daycare spend so much time with children that they tend to speak to everyone as if they were a child. That is the only explanation I can find to explain this poem that was handed to me today when I picked Emma up.

My teeth are here…HIP! HIP! HOORAY!!!
(I wonder who I can bite today?)
I’ve got to try them out, you see.
I must find out if they’ll work for me!!

My teachers say “Now you must not bite,”
“It hurts your friends and fills them with fright.”
So I’m trying to keep my teeth to myself
And be nice to my friends like a good little elf.

But please be patient as I go through this phase.
It is necessary to my development in varying ways.
And I will continue to do my best,
To use my words when my emotions they test.

Wow. Emma obviously can’t read, so this little poem was meant for me. I feel like I should respond with a poem for the daycare teachers.

Hey I just turned thirty-two.
This may be a surprise to you.
When you tell me how Emma did,
Don’t talk to me like I’m a kid.
I can read and I can write
And teach my kid not to bite.
But if some child invades her space
I hope she’ll slap them in the face.


I’m glad I have a daughter

5 Feb

I am so glad I have a daughter and I will tell you why.

1. My mom informs me that each of her ailments is hereditary. After spending time taking care of Mama after her hip replacement surgery I realize that you really need daughters to take care of you. The hip problem is hereditary……so are the polyps on the colon……and so on and so on and so on. Once you throw in the diabetes on my dad’s side of the family, I swear our family tree is trying to kill us.

2. If you must have someone helping you bathe then you want it to be the person that you gave birth to. It is less awkward if you have daughters. Here is the way I see it. If it makes you uncomfortable to see your mom naked then it is just payback for the 9 months that you made her so uncomfortable. Emma has really got it coming when I get older.

I have had a good time hanging out with my mom and sisters over the past week. We have joked around and there is nothing better than talking to your mom when she is high on painkillers. I really hope that Emma will take care of me when I have a hip replacement in 30 years. If she doesn’t then I have two sisters that better come over and help me take a shower and put clean panties on. Otherwise I’m telling mom…..

4 1/2 day weekend

22 Jan

I didn’t plan on taking a really long weekend but on Thursday my phone rang while I was sitting at my desk. I immediately recognized the number…….daycare. I figured they were just calling me to inform me that Emma had fallen down and bumped her head. Yes, they call every time she bumps her head or has green snot. I’ve never seen this elusive green snot but it appears at daycare from time to time. Back to the original story……apparently Emma had some kind of infectious diarrhea. This meant she had to go home and couldn’t come back to daycare for 24 hours. Thus began the 4 1/2 day weekend. I’m just going to point out that there are several reasons that I am not a stay-at-home mom.

1. We can’t afford it. We need two incomes. This just is what it is.

2. I love my job. I’m good at it. Not that I’m not good at being a mom but I’m not good enough to do it all day, every day.

3. I need a break. I need several 8-9 hour breaks, five days per week. I need these breaks to stay sane. I don’t just need these breaks from Emma. I need these breaks from John too.

Emma was fine except for the diarrhea so she was crawling around and playing and she expected me to do the same. I can’t handle this many days with no break. I’m tired. I need a nap. Emma doesn’t take naps. She won’t let me take a nap. What 10 month old doesn’t take naps??!!?!

I can’t even write anymore tonight. It is 9:30 and I’m going to bed. In the morning I’m going to wake up and go to work. It will be like taking a vacation.

Meeting new people……and fulfilling my civic duty

15 Jan

I had to report for jury duty this morning. I really did not want to go. I had gotten out of it a few months ago so I knew this day was coming. It’s not that I mind giving up a few hours of my life to sit around the Wake County courthouse. I just don’t like the idea of being responsible for someone else’s future. The idea of determining a person’s guilt made me a little nervous.
But this is not what I want to write about. I want to tell you all about this lady I met today in the Jury Lounge. Her name is Catherine. (I remember because that is Julie’s middle name.) She was probably in her early 70s. She was a feisty lady, born in the Bronx. She said that was when the Bronx was mostly farmland. (I can only imagine what that was like.) When Catherine was 19 she was hired to work as a flight attendant for Northwest. She talked about her job and the requirements. All flight attendants had to be a certain height and weight. They were required to participate in daily weigh-ins. If you gained a pound then you were grounded. Can you imagine??? She met a pilot who saw something special in her and asked her if she would be interested in going to flight school. She agreed and in the early 1960s she started flight school. She worked as a pilot for Northwest for over 15 years. During that time she got married and had one daughter. Her husband was also a pilot. He was in the military and died during the Vietnam War while she was pregnant with their daughter. She never remarried. She worked as a pilot and raised her daughter.
We need to spend more time talking to the older women in our lives. They have so many stories to tell. There are so many things for us to learn from them and these women won’t be around forever. If I didn’t have to rush off to daycare after being excused from jury duty I would have invited Catherine to go get a drink so I could hear the rest of her story. I know that she probably had a lot more to share………

Things I learned from my big sister

30 Dec

When I started buying diapers (9 months ago) Laresa told me to get a CVS card. Greatest advice ever. CVS has a great rewards program. You get coupons when you buy certain things. This week in the CVS advertisement if you bought $30 in P&G items then you got a $10 off coupon. Let me just break it down for you guys.
First transaction:
Box of Pampers (112, size 3), regular price 28.99, sale price 24.99 + $2.00 off coupon = $22.99
2 bottles of Pantene shampoo and conditioner, on sale 2 for $7.00 + $3.00 off coupon = $4.00 for two
1 bag of peanut butter M&Ms (50% off because they were in a Christmas bag) = $2.00 (This wasn’t on the list but it seemed like a good idea at the time……don’t judge me.)
I used a CVS store coupon for $4.00 off any purchase.
Total before taxes = $24.99

Second transcation:
2 bottle of Old Spice Body Wash, on sale 2 for $7.00 + $1.00 off coupon = $6.00 for two
2 boxes Puffs tissue, on sale $.99 per box + $1.00 off coupon = $.98 for two
6 pack Bounty paper towels, on sale for $5.77 + $1.00 coupon = $4.77
I used the $10.00 CVS store coupon that I got from first transaction
Total before taxes = $1.75

Now I am not one of those crazy coupon ladies and a friend of mine works at CVS so it was her idea to break it into two transactions. I got all of that stuff for less than the regular price of a large box of pampers!!! I’m pretty proud of myself. So, thanks to my sister for giving me her advice on shopping with the CVS card. Best advice for new moms ever!!