A text, a smile
Stay a while
Books and food
In the mood
Around the bend
Feel the scend
A text, a smile
Stay a while
Books and food
In the mood
Around the bend
Feel the scend
The sun rises with your smile
Holding you longer a little while
In my dreams your laugh echoes
All while you play with your Duplos
Bright light in a chaotic world
Next to you I am curled
Fiercely protective of you I am
Mama bear to my little lamb
All my hopes and dreams for you
Spectacular, if you only knew
But for now, nap your little nap
(Wish I could freeze time with a snap)
For soon, you’ll be a tall, handsome chap
And I’ll be a little, old sap.
Once there was an old lady
Who looked like my grandma maybe
She’d take a bite
Of children’s toes
And a nose
If it’s past your bedtime
And you hear a chime
It’s old Mrs. Creet
Looking for something to eat
Don’t let her catch you
Awake or she’ll chew
Your toes and maybe your nose
So hurry and doze
Off to deep sleep
And as you count sheep
Out will creep
Old Mrs. Creet
When I was a little girl
Not yet a woman of the world
I dreamt of becoming an artist
During my childhood darkest
When I was a teen
Wearing tight blue jeans
My only thoughts
To escape every night fought
Through college I went
Suffering every torment
Not getting a PhD
To the world I went to see
Sold clothes at a department store
Dressed men with clothes galore
Wanted more and more
As it was getting to be a bore
So a business woman I became
On this earth to stake my claim
Caught up in a destructive game
Burnout and lots of shame
You pulled me from the Lost and Found
At a time when I nearly drowned
Rescued me from The Life
That brought me so much strife
Given me more hopes and dreams
Than I had ever dared to dream
So your queen I did become
From the ashes I had come from
All of this would have been enough
As dreams are made of this stuff
A man like you there is none
And then you gave me a son
As a bonus to your gift
Now the days are all so swift
A man, you are an exception
My only soul redemption
Happy Valentine’s Day
I wouldn’t have it any other way
Second holiday of the year
With our son, our newborn dear
Magical forest your dark hazel eyes
Who knew we’d have an angel in disguise
You’re his and mine
Our stars have aligned
So thankful I am for you
There’s nothing I won’t do
So eat and sleep, sweet love
There’s nothing I’m more proud of
For you have made this holiday
Surpassing a thousand bouquets
Since I’ve run out of my trusty La Mer lip balm, I’ve decided to give Mustela’s Hydra-Stick a try. This, my friends, is great for both mama and baby. Lightweight, creamy, and, best of all, works to keeps lips and cheeks soft (plus, it’s hypoallergenic). Surprisingly, it’s a bit more creamy than the La Mer balm. Max was getting little flakes of dry skin on his cheeks and the Hydra-Stick took care of it straight away. Verdict: perfect for dry winter skin and/or chapped lips and/or cheeks.
Although I’m still in recovery mode from the pregnancy, I’m also in 100% nesting mode for the new house. And, yes, I have become a full-fledged linen snob.
For starters, I’ve realized that you do get what you pay for in terms of quality when it comes to things like towels and bed sheets. With that said, I’m still very much a value shopper. Since our current bed sheets are on their last leg, I decided to invest in some Frette linens (used at the Ritz and Four Seasons in Paris). One Kings Lane has some fabulous deals on the brand. I also purchased a couple Frette bath mats for $19 each (not bad for thick Egyptian cotton, eh?). Goal: to create a spa/hotel-like feel for the bedrooms and bathrooms in our new home.
Maxwell was born last Tuesday, 12/30, at 6:50PM. I never thought I would experience a love that rivaled that of the one I feel for D. It is quite a powerful thing.
My labor was a difficult one. My water broke on Monday, 12/29, at 2:30AM and we didn’t go to the hospital until about thirteen hours later. Pumped with enough drugs to be a walking pharmacy (Pitocin, epidural, penicillin–just to name a few), I finally consented to having an emergency C-section after three and a half hours of pushing as I was unable to get Maxwell though my pelvic bone. Tears of joy streamed down my face when I heard his first cries.
Up to that day, I’ve read countless blogs and received lots of advice from friends on labor/delivery/hospital tips. With that said, I thought I would offer tips from my own experience to help others:
(1) Pack light–This is contrary to what many advise but I found that we actually overpacked my labor and delivery bag. My suggestion would be to bring the following: two sets of clothes for you and your partner, one set of going home clothes for the baby, a small space heater (hospitals are notorious for thermostat breakdowns), phone and charger, disposable/shower shoes for you and your partner, one set of travel-sized toiletries, wallet, driver’s licenses/IDs, and a case of bottled water. Everything else (including newborn diapers, swaddle blankets, burp clothes, sanitary pads, and disposable underwear) is provided by the hospital. Our hospital even had free room service so hot food was always available on demand.
(2) Drink lots of fluids–Hence, the case of bottled water. In my case, I was pumped with so many drugs that I needed to flush my system out. Drinking lots of fluids (staying hydrated also helps with your milk coming in as well as keeping headaches at bay).
(3) Leave the diapers, take the pads and underwear–A couple friends recommended that I take as many newborn diapers from the hospital as I could as they would add to our collection at home. I discovered that this did not bode well for us as Maxwell outgrew his hospital diapers just a couple days of our discharge (and there were leaks galore). Luckily, I also brought home from the hospital medical-grade sanitary pads and disposable gauze underwear (should have brought home more) which continue to be LIFESAVERS. Both save on time and effort on laundry and provide more than adequate coverage.
(4) Don’t skip meals but eat light–Nausea and pain may deter you from having three square meals a day but force yourself to eat light (having something in your stomach also helps curb the nausea while providing some nutrition for your body and, if you’re breast-feeding, your baby).
(5) Don’t stress over your new body weight/image–In the coming weeks, you will shed lots of weight and inches just by having given birth, going to the bathroom, and moving around (and improving circulation and digestion). It took you nine months to gain all the baby weight. Give yourself nine months to lose it all (you may even surprise yourself). I say this because women (and men) who rush and/or lose lots of weight during a short period of time do damage to their bodies (both internally and externally). In other words, you don’t want to wreak havoc on your organs, digestion, metabolism, and, at the same time, have lots of loose skin to show for it.
(6) It’s the little things–Do little things that make yourself feel pretty. Indulge in your favorite perfume, shampoo, aromatherapy, etc. Get a manicure/pedicure. Style your hair. Sometimes, it’s all about the small things in life.
Still no baby, yet. I’ve been quite anxious because I really don’t want to get medically induced (as of now, I’ll be induced on New Year’s Day). *SIGH* So, in the meantime, I’ve been nesting like crazy and picking up things to create a zen (or spa)-like environment for the home. My favorite acquisitions have been Nordstrom’s hydrocotton towels (which are currently 20% off, by the way), Aveda’s eucalyptus oil, and Deneve’s electric diffuser.
In addition to getting home stuff (for the current and new house), I’ve also been doing some cleaning out. Locked out of my eBay account for several months because I had forgotten my password (and was unable to reset it because all of my phone and address info was out of date), I finally remembered it today. It just came to me–like magic. So, I took the opportunity to list a few items for sale. All of these things are from my stockbroker days (when the job required me to dress to the nines–like they say, “Always Be Closing”). Needless to say, being pregnant and a soon-to-be-stay-at-home-mom doesn’t and won’t require as snazzy of a uniform.
People are always talking about post-partum depression. Don’t know about that but I’ve been feeling some “pre-partum” depression (if you can call it that)–meaning, I’ve been getting panic and anxiety attacks and melancholia about the health of the baby and/or the thought of not having D by my side at all times. And then I’ll break out in tears just feeling incredibly grateful for having D in my life and finally knowing what true love really is (I know, it’s sappy but I’ve always been a sentimental person). Perhaps it’s the raging hormones inside me but one thing’s for sure–I don’t think I’d make it through this pregnancy if it weren’t for D.