Baby-proofing is Necessary

Cleaning and babysitting. Seems like an endless task. Only now it's harder, cause Erick seems to put a new twist into everything. What wasn't a problem a few weeks ago, is now a major health hazzard. Wall sockets, pieces of fuzz, and cats are particularly treacherous. And even now as we speak, hanging blinds in front of glass doors are being whipped around by a chubby little hand. Should I just watch, or intervene at that crucial moment before giggling bliss becomes a crying-fest? The job is never done, but I wouldn't have it any other way. His smiles make it all worth while, and when he says "Mama," well you could imagine. And the other highlight to my day, besides being with Erick and talking to my husband, is playing "Guitar Hero". Rock on!!

Happy Heart Day

Valentine's Day. I used to hate it. Mainly because I always happened to be single whenever it rolled around. Now that I'm married, I can choose to celebrate it with gifts or not, depending on our budget. This year I got a heart locket. It has my initials on the front and on the back it says "To Eve, Love Adam". Cute, huh? I thought that it would be a neat keepsake to pass down through generations, especially because it has Adam and Eve on it. It'd be funny if the locket was apple-shapped. He got a watch. He loves watches and clocks. We have a one room, studio apartment, and we have a total of 4 clocks, one in the bathroom. All of them were there when I moved in, and I got one as a present at my wedding shower. I haven't put it up yet to join the ticking throng. Adam's watch is really big, with a wide band. It looks good on him though, and he likes it. So, Happy Valentine's Day!

Sweating and Shopping

Since having a baby, all of my old clothes are just that... old. None of them fit just right any more. I mean, being pregnant can really change the way a body is proportioned. Kind of like a volcano can change the landscape of a country, with the same intensity as well. Not to mention all the excess "soot" and "ash" laying around. I am babysitting for my sister today, and she lives near a mall. An exercise buddy of hers called and wanted to go walking around the mall. I was all for it, so we worked up a sweat while avoiding all the shoppers and loiterers that you find in any mall. Every two laps of the mall is about a mile and a half, so we did five laps and pigged out on mall food-- it was great. Erick enjoyed the walk, he slept the whole time, until it was time to eat. He also enjoyed the playground. It was one of those inside, soft establishments with tunnels and slides. He climbed into a standing position at one of the car-slides, looked over at me, smiled, and waved... isn't that wonderful! He loves his Momma!