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Vacation and poop…like LOTS of poop.

We’ve been away from the blog for a hot minute because we’ve been living life…and taking care of a 7-month-old who is a VERY busy boy!

A few weeks ago, we took Henry to Toronto to see his cousins…

He loved every minute of the trip including when he blew out his diaper in the car and had poop all over him and the car seat.

Mark and I laughed and laughed as we cleaned him in the middle of a Tim Horton’s parking lot….hahaha!!!

Hank the Tank is quite the traveler and LOVED the Jersey Shore last week!

He loved the ocean, the sun and sand…even when he ate a handful of it.

Best. Kid. Ever.

A life lesson Mark and I learned very quickly last week…vacationing with a 7-month-old is NOT relaxing.

Thankfully, we were there with family and friends who helped out so that Mark and I could drink a beer…or two.

It’s all back to work now…and back to working on the new house…which will feel like a vacation compared to vacationing with my favorite Chubba Bubba!

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Watch Your Mouth!

My sweet boy is googling and gurgling and making all sorts of sounds as he tries to figure out how to talk!

While this is amazing, it’s also giving me major anxiety because I have a horrible mouth…as in, I could make a sailor blush. 🙂

I am not proud (and I know my mother is mortified by this) and I am working on it, but the other night while we were playing with Hank the Tank and rolling around on the floor…I spilled my wine glass.

Guess what? Red wine STAINS! And Momma unleashed a fiery, profanity-laced tirade.

I am praying to God that Hank’s first word is Mama or Dada or anything but what he heard in that moment! Ahhhhh!!!

Since I just gave you a wonderful example of poor parenting, I’m going to have my sister, Kelly, chime in as well…because it’s nice to know that she’s not perfect either. 😉

Hey everyone! This is Kelly and I’m going to tell you how my 2-year-old plays “titties.”

Tickle. That’s what she means. TICKLE.

Don’t go thinking we teach our toddler body terminology that our adult friends don’t even say…

Her daddy tickles her back with his beard. It’s their little game before bed time. He tickles her back — She “titties” his arms and neck.

The problem is…she gets really excited and playful around kids, so she yells at the playground that she wants to “play titties.”

I know how that sounds.

But just smile like we do and move on. 🙂

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Mark will only go on a family walk beer is involved.

Yep…that’s what my husband wants, so that’s what my husband gets!

Thankfully, we live in Lawrenceville where the number of breweries and bars is endless, so we have many, many options. 🙂

To be fair, I also love our new family ritual.

Every night, we put Hank in the Rolls Royce of strollers and go for a nice, hour-long walk through the neighborhood.

Sometimes we stop for a drink at the beginning…sometimes, we grab a beer after.

So far, Hank the Tank has been to Grapperia, Franktuary, Industry, The Abbey, Full Pint Brewing, New Amsterdam, Roundabout Brewery and Dive Bar and Grill.

Everyone always loves these sweet cheeks. Hank might be the hippest boy in town. 🙂

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Old, Sexy Dad!

My sweet hubby Mark turned 40 this week…it’s a big one and Hank and I wanted to do something special for him!

We surprised Daddy at his office with a big birthday lunch! The whole office was in on it and set up a bunch of fake meetings and kept Mark busy while the caterers came in and while I set up the cake!

Since Mark is now an old, sexy dad…we had to celebrate with his beer of choice…you know he’s 100% Dutch and so we had to get some cold Heinekens!

Mark was TOTALLY surprised and so happy! After lunch we spent the rest of the day with Henry!

Best part of turning 40 with a 4-month-old? You can take your kid on a birthday bar crawl through Lawrenceville and he sleeps right through it!!

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#MomGuilt

Mom Guilt is real…it totally screws with your head…and it’s hard to get rid of.

That is the 2,346,758th thing I have learned as a mother.

I swore to myself that I would breastfeed Henry as long as I could, but if it got really difficult when I went back to work then I would supplement with formula and not feel bad about it.

Well, guess how that went??? Not well at all.

I don’t want to give him formula…I just keep thinking how well he’s grown just having breast milk!

I know I’m being pig-headed.

Hank’s pediatrician said even the most well-meaning moms can get a bit crazy about breastfeeding.

I’m DETERMINED to keep nursing Hank. Even with a painful breast infection called mastitis that I keep getting.

We are working on clearing that up and Hank is a champ and helping Mom do that, but I’m exhausted.

And, yes, I’m smiling in that picture…but ask my husband…or mom or sister…I’m so stressed right now my head could burst at any moment!!

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Renovating a house vs. Raising a kid

Mark and I are trying to figure out what’s harder…renovating a house or raising a baby?

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I think the time we put into both might be comparable.

When I’m with Henry on the weekends, Mark is at the house for a full 8 hours working his butt off.

The only difference is that I get big coos and toothless smiles and Mark just gets a face full of dust.

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The money is not comparable. Renovating a house is EXPENSIVE…even when you’re doing most of the work yourself!

Hank the Tank is super cheap (right now!). My breast milk is free and people bought so many cute clothes for him, I have not purchased an outfit for him since he was born. (Thanks Aunt Sabrina for this snowsuit!)

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The reward is different. Progress on a house can be more of a long term reward with parts of immediate satisfaction sprinkled in between.

I know Mark and I would feel SUPER accomplished after a hard day of renovating and even more proud when it was all done.

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With Henry…I feel very accomplished when I get him to sleep…or get the boogers out of his nose…or get a great big smile out of him! I think the long term reward with Hank will be when he is a happy, fully functioning adult and we can breathe a sigh of relief!

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There is no time to blog!

I wrote this blog in 7 minutes as Hank the Tank finished snoozing. (That Patriots onesie is for you, Uncle Dave!)

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I’m back at WPXI which means I’m a working mom…and Dear Jesus in heaven…I have no free time!!

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I’m sure I’ll get better as the weeks go by and bring you some super stellar blog posts about our house and baby…that is my goal.

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But all I’ve got for you today is that I spend every waking second Monday through Friday either nursing Hank, cooing with him, changing him, getting him to my mom’s, working on news stories, pumping, eating and maybe fitting in a bathroom break!

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When I get home, I still can’t blog because I have to prep food, bottles, pumping stuff and clothes for the next day!

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Then I fall asleep at exactly 8:32 pm because I’m. So. Damn. Tired.

To all you working parents out there…kudos! And please tell me it gets easier! 🙂

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