Grr. Why can I not find a bra that will fit me? It seemed like everything I tried on was either too big in the cups or too tight around.The fitting room lady would not let me take the kids into the handicap room so there they are, standing in the corridor while every 5 seconds I’m going “are you all there? are you all ok?” Seriously, I tried on at least 15. I finally settled on two that just fit on the last hooks, sure hope they don’t shrink! One was an Olga for only $5 and the other one was a, get this, Delta Burke. Who knew Delta had her own line of lingerie?? That was was $5.99 so I did pretty darn well I think. Plus it will tickle me for days, I will walk round in my Delta bra chanting “delta burke bra” under my breath….lol.
The girls did really well, they were just starting to get antsy when we left. We had lunch in the food court, egg drop soup for them and sweet and sour chicken for me. Then of course we had to ride the carousel. It was Kaia’s first time and she didn’t seem to mind. I had to stand as all the benches were taken and Mina and Margo kept saying “don’t hold down my horse, let go my horse!” but of course I couldn’t or I would have gone tumbling off into the great beyond.
Now they are having quiet time and Kaia is getting into things. Just in the last few days she has become so interested in everything that is NOT hers. If its not the VCR its the magazines or the remote or the phone or the blinds or the actual windows. I guess the windows probably feel good on her cheek because they’re cold. Anyway, soon I will be done for the weekend and go grocery shopping and shoe shopping. Tomorrow we might go to the museum and are absolutely going to the library as my mind is becoming a stagnant pool of letters and symbols…I NEED A BOOK!
Also, I was going to say, I get American Baby magazine (for some unkown reason as I have never ordered it and do not pay for it) and there was a surprisingly realistic op/ed piece in there. It was about the first six weeks (or six months if you happen to be me) of life with your first baby. And the author wanted to know why we all lie to each other and say its the most wonderful time, I love being a mom, blah blah blah, when all we really want is an hour’s peace and a two week nap. I just thought it was interesting to hear someone speak the truth, because NO, being a mother is not always great, its not even great 80% of the time. What it is is work and frustration and stress and basically, letting yourself and your own needs die for someone else, because suddenly this little baby has to come first. And I guess somewhere along the way it sneaks up on you that you don’t really resent the baby, but you love her. And that realization will throw anyone for a loop. Now I’m a selfish person and for me thats hard! I love my child, I do, I look at her sometimes and am so full of love that it just makes me ache, but ya know, there are times when I could do without her for a few hours. Anyway, I think you mom’s out there will know what I mean when I say it was refreshing to not hear the usual sickly sweet patter about being a new mom, but to hear a realistic point of view.
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!