Archive for January, 2010

My dad cannot – I repeat, cannot – get over what he claims is Tessa’s very close resemblance to Winston Churchill. The first couple times he said this, I didn’t think much of it. But it’s so stunning to him that I’ve started to scrutinize photos of Winston next to Tessa to figure out what he’s referring to. I don’t know if it’s her hairline . . . though I don’t think it’s that distinguishable (nor Churchill’s for that matter).

I don’t know. Maybe it’s just me but I think she’s so darling she must look like her mama, you know a 31-year old female, not a chubby British politician.

Hmmmm . . . who do people claim your baby looks like?

Tessa just got her 3-month photos taken! Check them out: http://erinmichellephotography.blogspot.com/2010/01/tessa-3-months.html

Erin Low was the photographer and she was fabulous. Picture day is always a blast!

We’re having a diaper dilemma in our house. For the most part we’re Pampers people but my husband Rob – the ever money-saver who drives to different grocery stores for their specials – has been experimenting with other diapers. When Tessa was just a couple weeks old, he bought some grocery-store brand diapers and proudly announced “If we like these, we’re going to save so much money!” Too bad we didn’t. We could barely even get them strapped on her because the sticky strips were . . . well, not sticky. At about five weeks, Tessa was wearing a Huggies diaper and urine leaked out and all over Rob. He wasn’t happy and demanded that we throw all of those away (though now me as the culprit to save money, I kept and used them when he was at work, making sure she was wearing a Pampers diaper by the time he got home). And now last weekend, Rob comes home with a mega-size of CostCo diapers that are the exact same size and shape as the Huggies ones he hated three months ago. Tess has yet to poop and stay within those darn diapers.

Executive summary: I’m going to order a box of Pampers and call it a day. All of this has almost made me reconsider cloth diapering.

Anyone else having a diaper fiasco?

Please tell me it gets better.  It has to get better.  My brain is not nearly full functional and I need it to be. Sure, it was kinda funny when I lost a full pot of coffee in the kitchen cupboard – no big deal. And when I hadn’t slept in a couple days and my five-year-old niece told me “I know, Lynsi, having a baby is haaaard.” Sure that was humbling but also totally manageable. But what I’ve noticed now is a dullness; I’m just not as sharp. And it doesn’t matter how much coffee I drink. I mean, really. Help!

I Googled “mommy brain” and learned that being a mommy is supposed to make me smarter. Really?! Then why do I have to rewind parts of “The Bachelor” to make sense of it? Well, that could be because “The Bachelor” doesn’t really make sense . . . I think . . . I’m too tired to think! Ah!

Anyway, I’m hoping to review the book The Mommy Brain soon and will let you know what I learn. In the meantime, how have you mommies managed your noggins?