Year: 2008

The above title is a direct quote from my daughter. It's been quite an eventful 24 hours. Yesterday as we were headed out to buy groceries for our trip, we got into an car accident. We were doing our family thing and pointing to the moom for Tabby and cruising along. Next thing I know we're barreling down on a pickup truck and all I could do was scream. Airbags deployed, but we weren't traveling at high speeds and no one was hurt, thankfully. Our car hit the pickup which hit another car … one of those horrible things that can happen to anyone just by taking your eyes off the situation for a second.

Poor Matt feels awful and while I'm bummed about my car (all paid off, less than 1 year old) I am really relieved no one was hurt. The car did what it was supposed to do and we hardly felt it. I had called my OB last night and the after hours people had told me to do whatever I felt was correct. I felt fine and I didn't relish a visit to the frequently inept and ALWAYS slow after hours crowd, so we went on with our evening. But when I called back this AM they wanted me to be seen … at the hospital. So we went in and did that whole deal. My own OB was the one on call (bizarre, I never even saw my OB from last time at the hospital, even when I delivered or in the three days afterward). And she did a complete check, including ultrasound.

Which is when we learned that we're having a boy! And everything is just fine.

I also got over 4″ chopped off my hair this afternoon. Like I said … eventful.

I didn't sleep much last night. I wasn't worried or frazzled or any other reason that would normally keep me up 'til crazy hours tossing and turning. I assume it's a pregnancy thing.

Also, I went to all the trouble of cutting (cutting into my hand, I might add), toasting and cream-cheesing what I believe to be a raisin bagel only to find out it was a chocolate chip bagel which (in my opinion) is not a flavor bagels should even be made in.

So instead of a proper post, you get to see my Kaboodle wishlist. Maybe it will give you gift ideas (not for me, for other people or yourself!).

My Wish List by jesser80

This was the first of many busy holiday weekends. We got started on Friday afternoon by baking cookies for my mom's group pottery event. I spent the night with some great ladies and painted some cool stuff and Matt and Tabby got to have a night for just the two of them.

Saturday evening, Matt and I got all gussied up and went to my company Christmas party which is always a lot of fun. Tabby got to spend the evening with Auntie Kelly. I hear they watched Elmo a couple of times. This evening we went to my parents' house and had dinner and decorated their tree.

In the inbetween times (besides cooking, cleaning, running errands, napping etc.) we worked on various Christmas projects and checked this and that off the old to-do list.

The Christmas present Matt and I decided to give each other arrived on Friday. It's a Logitech Squeezebox which transmits music from our fileserver to the stereo system so we can have music in the living room. Brilliant!

Hope your days are getting merry and bright.

Every other day, practically, I make the comment “Well there goes my mother of the year award!”

I really do consider myself to be a good mom. I feel my daughter is bright, well-adjusted and generally a nice kid. I don't know how much of that has to do with me and how much of it is just her, but I give myself (and of course my great hubby and all of her other caregivers) a modicum of credit.

But I will never be the uber mom. It's just not in me. I will bake cookies with her. I will do crafts. I will kiss boo-boos and tuck her in. I will play games with her, make her her favorite dinner, read her the same book 30000 times and miss her when I'm not with her.

I will not, however, forsake all of my other adult relationships for my kiddos. I will let my husband put her to bed on his own now and again so I can kick back and read a book or watch Gossip Girl. If I get off early from work, I will sometimes go home and do a few things (even lazy non productive things) before going to pick her up. I will let her have a sleepover at grandma's so Matt and I can have date night.

I think I'm a better, more patient mom when I get a break now and again. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for my kiddo … if she needed it. She doesn't need me with her 24/7. She likes to spend time with her dad, her grandparents and her auntie and her babysitter.

And while she is my everything and always will be, she will one day go to school, get her driver's license and *sob* move out. I don't want to wake up in 10-15 years and realize I have no interests or friends of my own.

And I will certainly not reply to invitations for an adults only event with “I don't really like to go anywhere without my kids.” Honestly, I think Tabby would prefer it that way.