Procrastination is my middle name

30 May

Not really. However, today it sure feel like it is. Eli left for a three day trip this morning. I had big plans to take care of a few things that have been hanging over my head today so that on Monday I could enjoy the day off. I was supposed to work on a client report, tie up some loose ends with my MK business and follow up on MK leads for future appointments. NONE OF IT HAPPENED.

What I did instead. Took a nap when Ari did, went on a walk halfway up the street and back with Ari which took about 30 minutes. (his legs are short¬† plus we had to stop at every single bush, flower, rock, car, etc so he could stop, point and ask what is that?) and went on a shopping trip at Target. Luckily, I got out of Target with spending less than 50 bucks-though I am sure my hubby is wondering what I purchased that would cost us 48.00. ūüėČ (Eli, I know you are reading this!)

I hate it when I get this way. I realize how unproductive it is and it only makes me “worry” about the things I need to get done. Tomorrow is a new day and clean slate to get my “stuff” done.


Can you see my panty lines?

15 May

Right now I feel like I am trying on a dress that I haven’t worn since the pre-Ari days. I am standing in the mirror to see if everything is where it is supposed to be and overall I am asking myself–does this still FIT?!?!

Thanks to Facebook in keeping me in touch with so many of the women who were a part of my earlier blogging days that I finally have the motivation to try this dress back on. You know what–this dress is starting feel REALLY GOOD!

I’ve got the dress back on but I am not sure where to go out just yet. You see, so much has changed but overall the theme of the old dress is still there. I’ve got my hubby and my child-who is now 18 months old! We are less a dog-Poppy. We had to give her away. BUT-don’t be sad. We found an excellent home for her. Poppy is literally 5 minutes away from us. We have seen her once since she went to her new home-she looks fantastic and seems to be so happy.

I have a new but now not so new job. I have my awesome Mary Kay business-which I am working towards becoming Sales Director and my hubby is a not so new pilot. Life is fast and I am always tired. No matter how tired I am-I seem to make it all work. I am constantly amazed on how I function on so little sleep. In the pre-ari days, I would have been a basket case. Motherhood does the most amazing transformation of a woman.

Speaking of motherhood..In the last year, I joined a meetup group for mommies and kiddos. It’s been the best thing ever for me and Ari.Hubby is gone Fri-Monday so the play dates on the weekends gets us out and socializing.¬† Quickly after participating in play dates, I discovered the different categories moms fall into-you have the high stress mommies, mommies that constantly compare their development of their kid to yours( which is highly annoying especially when my own child decided he wanted to wait until he was 17 months to walk) and my favorite category of all-mommies that have a wicked sense of humor about motherhood and their kids.

I strive to be in the last category. Life is a lot easier that way and much more fun!

I hope in this next chapter of my blog I can share the sense of humor side of mother, wife and business womanhood. Now that the dress is back on, I think the next step is to re-tool the accessories to make it more me and who I am today.

Holy Cow

17 Apr

Oh my goodness. It’s been a long time since I’ve even clicked on this site let alone blog. So much has happened since I last blogged. I looked at the date I last posted and it wasn’t even Ari’s due date yet and he was just 3 weeks old.

Now the little guy is 23 weeks old. He has two bottom teeth. trying to set up and just wants to stand all the time. It is quite funny because he will get pencil straight and not bend when I try to sit him down on my lap. This little guy is growing up before my eyes.

Motherhood is amazing. I never imaged that it would be like this. It is filled with so many emotions and the only thing steadfast is my undying love for this little guy. Of course my love and commitment to my husband is right up there too.

I went back to work on Feb 22nd. Eli’s been home during the week with ari and flies on the weekend. For the first month, I swear it felt like I had my mouth up to a fire hydrant. Now, things are going alot more smoothly. I ams so proud of eli. He has done such a wonderful job with Ari and staying home with him. I come home and eli isn’t all dishelved and ari is still alive. I say this jokingly of course but it is a good measure of knowing that things are okay when I leave the house. In fact things are going so well at home, that I can’t help but sometimes to feel jealous about the things that eli gets to do with ari during the week. I¬†know the jealously comes because I¬†wish I could be there with the two of them when they are together.

I think now that we found a nanny share situation for thursdays and friday, these emotions that I have will change, as it will enable Eli and I to have a sunday together as a family. I miss that so much!

All in all I think we’ve adjust quite well to our new found roles as parent. TI will do my best to stay up to date with my blogging.


Ari Jacob

22 Nov

Ari is¬†fast asleep in his pack and play¬†and eli is working at the jazz club.¬† I figure this is a good time to share Ari’s birth story with you. I apologize for the delay in writing this. Although, I’ve been thinking about the story and writing it¬†in my head over and over.¬†My hope is that I do the story justice as I am not the best writer.

¬†As I wrote in previous posts, I’d been dealing with pre-term and early labor contractions. Heading into Ari’s birth week, I was 3 cm dilated and 90% effaced.¬†I¬†had contractions that Monday, Nov 2nd but like all the other times the contractions subsided and Tuesday came and went with nothing. I figured, like a watch pot never boils, a watch uterus never contracts.¬†¬†About mid week that week,¬†Eli and I decided that he would go onto Dallas for his pilot recurrent training. Eli left for Dallas that Wednesday morning. Thursday evening, we decided that he would come home after class on Friday instead of staying until Sunday to do his flight simulator test. We both felt uneasy with him being gone.¬†

¬†Since the first trip to the hospital, I had stopped communting into SF for work. Looking back on this now, I am so thankful I did that. Although at the time, I felt horribly guilty for not going into the offie.¬† On Friday, the 6th¬†around noon, I started having the worst sciadica pain in both of my legs. It was so bad, I could barely concentrate on work. I moved from the kitchen into my bedroom¬†so that I could lay in bed and to put some heat on it to see if it would help. The pain was unbearable, it put me in to tears and I had no idea I was having contractions at the same time. I finally called my MIL to come over and help me. We also called my Doula, J to come over as well. By this time, I started to feel the contractions and was timing them. Still nervous this would be a repeat of the last two times, I didn’t believe that this was real. J suggested that I get into my bathtub, where I might be more comfortable. This time it was about 215-230pm.¬†

Around 3pm, we decided that we needed to get me to the hospital. J and I had talk about how bad my sciadica was hurting and even though my goal was to have this baby without interventions, this was a good case for an epidural. I reluctantly agreed with her.

The car ride to the hospital was the worst car ride ever! At this point, I am in full labor. It is raining and we hit Friday early rush hour traffic. What would normally be a 15-20 min ride to the hospital was 45 minutes. I will never look at my MIL’s back seat the same again. I was literally hanging over the back seat in her station wagon, trying to breathe and feeling ever single pot hole on the 80 west freeway! We finally get to the hospital, I skip triage and they put my in an L&D room. I am now 5cm dialted and 100% effaced. We call Eli, who is at DFW to let him know what is happening. He is about to board the plane back to SFO. Meanwhile, I luck out in getting a room with a bathtub. After monitoring me and the baby for 20 minutes, my MIL and J get me back in the bathtub. I labor there for most of the time as I could not bear to be on my feet, which sucked because I knew if I could get up and walk, sway, move, I could get the baby off of whatever nerve it was on to help stop the sciadica. So instead, I had my MIL beat on my legs and back to help me cope while I held J’s hand during my contractions. While in the tub, everything starts to blur together. My friend U arrives, midwife comes in and checks me, I hear that I am almost 9cm dialated.¬† They get me out of the tub as I was feeling like¬†I needed to push.¬† I am on the bed, I hear that I am 10cm dialated and it is time to push. My MIL, J, U hold my legs and help me to push. I swear pushing was a lot harder then I thought it would be. I couldn’t get the hang of it. I kept my eyes closed the entire time and I remembering hearing my midwife saying to me that my bag of waters never broke. I was pushing out the bag first and inside you could see the baby’s head. Once the bag, was out, my midwife broke it and I pushed Ari’s head out. Once his head and shoulders were out, my midwife had me put my hands out¬†to grab my baby. It was so surreal. I pulled him out and onto my chest. I remember looking to see if there was a penis or vagina. Almost immediately all three woman yelled, it’s a boy right as my eyes saw it for myself.
Ari and I laid there for an hour waiting for Eli to land. At 750pm, I called Eli.He answered as the plane was taxing on the runway, I shared with him that we had a beautiful, healthy, baby boy. It was the most emotional conversation, I had ever had with my husband. I will never forget it.

I have to give props to the hospital. They allowed us to stay in the L&D room until Eli arrived, which was 9pm. Even after he arrived, we still were in the L&D room as I had wanted E to give Ari his first bath.  Once E was there, we popped the bottle of champagne, ate, celebrated the birth of our healthy little boy.

It’s been 2 weeks since Ari’s birth and things are going well. He had his well baby check up on Friday, the 20th and Ari is past is his birth weight and is up to 6lbs and 10oz.¬† Sleep comes and goes but overall Eli and I could not be happier. We still stare in amazement that we created this little being.

2 weeks old

One day old


12 Nov

November 6th at 6:55pm, our son Ari Jacob was born.  Our lives could not be more complete.  I have some pics up on FB and will post some here soon.  I will work on the birth story as well.


Love to you all. I am so happy!!!

3rd visit will be the charm?

2 Nov

Last night we made a trip to the hospital on the urging of my midwife.

About 520pm,¬† I thought my bag of waters were leaking although I really couldn’t tell besides that my underwear was soaked. I called my doula, she is a family friend, we talked about everything and we decided to hang at home for a bit. About an hour later contractions started. They were still irregualar and mild. I was going from hot to cold, threw up and other stuff. All of these are signs of real labor. My doula and I were talking and we realized that I hadn’t received the results of my group b strep test. If you are group b strep carrier, you will be given antibiotics during the birth to protect the baby. Apparently, group b strep can cause awful things to the little baby. So, we decided I would call my midwife and let her know what was going on. This was about 9pm.¬† Of course, the midwife said to head to triage because I needed to be check to see if my water is leaking. 2 and half hours later, it was determined that my water did not break and my contractions were still too mild and irregular to be considered real labor. I did have the nurse check me and I am now 85% effaced and 2 cm dilated. So at least there’s been progress since Tuesday when I went to my weekly check up and I lost my plug last thursday. We went to bed to try to get some sleep. My contractions picked up in regularity and intensity. There was one point when¬†I woke eli up to rub my back because it was hurting so bad.¬† Then¬†out of no where the¬†contractions stopped. It’s been pretty quiet today. We took a long walk since it was so nice out. I am working on staying present and not getting too frustrated with the start/stop.¬† Eventually, I will make it to active labor and meet my little munchkin!!!


weekly checkups

27 Oct

I’ve started the weekly checkups with my midwife. It is crazy to believe that we are heading down the home stretch. My due date is 30 days from today. I have to say I am ready to meet this little bundle of joy. I am 35 weeks and 3 days. I am 60% effaced and almost 2 cm dilated. Last week I was 40% and barely dilated. I’ve also gained 34 lbs! Hilarous! I think I am going to hit 150lbs before this pregnancy is over with especially since eli is out running errands and promised to bring me back some ice cream. Yah, I am hitting 150 for sure! ūüôā

Overall, I am feeling pretty good. I think the anxiousness has faded away. I am back to going into the office. Staying at home, though it is really nice, was making my anxiousness worse. The commute¬†makes me¬†so tired¬†so we will see how long I can keep it up. It is also good to know that i’ve made some progress.¬†¬†We shall see when this little one decides it is time to make its appearance!