Jonah

Beyond the “Where Do Babies Come From” Good news, friends. My 7 year old now knows all about my uterus, my hormones, and also my amniotic sac… Well that is, my amniotic sac rupturing. You see, my child – my sweet, silly, sweaty, and ridiculously curious child – wants TO KNOW THINGS NOW and he isn’t really interested in a basic, sugar-coated, “see there’s this Stork and he flies in with the baby,” type of answer. NO. This kid wants raw, unfiltered, uncut, pure truth. And this mom, (hand raised here), has not not had enough (let me rephrase: ANY) caffeine in the last 5 months to manufacture 1st grade appropriate responses. ...Read More
Gender Reveal Party: It’s A…. When my doctor called and said she had the results from the DNA Test– a test that is done at 10 weeks that detects chromosomal abnormalities like trisomies 21, 13, 18; and various micro deletions, I had to brace myself. We had experienced a loss in August at j13 1/2 weeks, (a loss that frankly, I don’t know when or if I will be able to write about) and the thought of going through it again, was just… unbearable. But thankfully, luckily, beautifully, the doctor called with news that I could cry happy tears to: “Everything is normal!” After 7 months of heartbreak, I took my first breath. “Do ...Read More
03.26.15
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photo by Leah Lee Photography This week marks my one year wedding anniversary with Peter. This year has been a whirlwind of life… We’ve traveled across the sea, jumped into oceans, walked on ancient ruins, eaten our weight in pizza, danced silly dances with a 7 year old… We’ve experienced so much joy and even heartbreak. But here we are, one year later a family of three expecting one more… There is so much I could say about the fact that Jonah will be a big brother, and Peter a father, and me a second time mom… All of that I will get to over the next few months… Believe me, from maternity fashion, to nursery decor, ...Read More
You know those moments as a parent where you just give up? Where you just say, “Fine, eat the cookie,” “Okay, download another game,” “Yes, you can watch a violent, inappropriate movie/show, video?” Oh, no? You don’t know those moments? Oh, sorry. I think you’ve come to the wrong blog then. Head to my Pinterest page though where everything looks perfect my Pinterest page though where I make it look like I’m perfect…aI So… I don’t know if it’s just my 7 year old, but lately, everything ends in “Awww,” or “Not fair,” or  “Okay, fine but you have to___” (fill in the blank with something I have to do for him because somehow he’s ...Read More
01.08.15
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Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue… It’s been a while since I told a Jonah story and so let me share a good one. Okay… two good ones. The first one is from a few months ago. The night before Jonah turned 7, we asked him if there was anything he wanted to say during his final hours as a 6 year old. “Anything?” he said excitedly. “Yes, anything.” “Anything, like, in the world?” “Yep. Anything at all.” “Okay,” he gulped. “Mother fucker.” We burst into laughter, then composed ourselves, then burst back into laughter again and then put our (tilted/twisted) parenting hat on and  I asked: “Where did you learn that?” “From you! Where else?” I can’t help but ...Read More
If you ask Jonah what he wants as a gift for his birthday or a holiday he’ll quickly tell you: “Something science-y.” I’m pretty sure his love of all things science started when we were flipping through the television and he saw footage of a volcano erupting… This led to begging to see more volcanoes erupt, which led to an interest in rocks, which led to an interest in the earth (and geology), which led to an interest in other planets and space. These days, we’re on to genetics. Yes, my 7-year old is now obsessed with DNA. For a recent birthday, (or nothing… because he has a family of adoring ...Read More
At a certain point, I thought Jonah’s love of bathroom talk (read: all things poop and fart) would sort of dwindle… With age, a bigger interest in sports, video games and Lego sets that have wiped out my savings, I just figured the potty talk would die. Oh, silly, woman. How wrong you were. Nope, poop talk is still a hit. And it’s even better when you’re 7 years-old and the other (grown) male in the house is right there with you in this topic. Many a night has a bedtime routine been derailed as a fart escapes one of them… Turning my house into a Beevis and Butthead sketch. (Butthead. Ha, if Jonah ...Read More
A #100HappyDays #bathroomselfie I’m a worrier… Always have been and, well, unless the Dalai Lama shows up at my doorstep with zen-like wisdom strong enough to knock the bejesus out of the anxiety that makes up this 37-year old, Jewish white female, the chances are I always will be. So… For better or for worse: I’m a worrier.  And it’s part of what makes me me. Sometimes, and I mean soooooometimes, worry does come in handy… I mean… It makes me a great planner, organizer, and problem solver. It makes me pay close attention to my body, my health and that of my loved ones too. It makes me detailed, curious, and super ...Read More
Looking at Turtles (“the tutus”); Jonah 13 months old Now that wedding craze is over and work load steady, I’ve committed to volunteering in Jonah’s classroom once a week for an hour or so. The first week, I mentioned to J’s amazing teacher that I was great at organizing so she asked me to organize her files. I know that sounds like an easy task but it was one of those days where a) my brain was still in bed and b) I honestly had no clue as to what she was talking about and where things were supposed to go. HOWEVER, because she had at one point mentioned to us that ...Read More
For the past few months, Thursday nights have become a “date night” for me and Jonah. Peter is at school on Thursdays (getting his MBA in the evenings), so often times, I use the opportunity to take Jonah out for a bite to eat after his karate… just the two of us. As luck would have it, my kid loves sushi (and by love, I mean I usually need to cut him off) and I love my son (and sushi) so it’s really a win-win sitch. Well, as I sat across the table from a hungry 6-year old last night who couldn’t get albacore with crispy onions into his mouth fast ...Read More