A Hawaii transplant living it up on the East Coast for the past 15 years (Boston and Stamford, CT). I write about food, books, adventures in CT and NYC, products I love, the oxford comma, and my current project of growing a baby girl. But mostly I write about food... and my growing belly. Feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
August 21, 2014
First World Problem of the day
It’s day 14 of not having a working garage door. I was just getting the hang of juggling all my crap and a newborn into my nicely-shielded-from-the-hot-sun-and-swarming-wasps car and am now learning the joys of juggling all my crap and a newborn and shielding that newborn from wasps and learning to sprint from putting Emma in the car to starting the engine and blasting the AC, and fighting others for the 4 coveted visitor spots in the entire condo complex and making sure I move that car once every 24 hours so I don’t get yelled at by the grumpy old men on the condo board (especially since we are usually on good terms with them as we are not drug dealers like our other neighbors).
So in my anger at the garage door servicing company that I feel is totally trying to extort more money from us in order to fix said door, I used the blessed hours from 11 PM - 1 AM when Emma was asleep to complain about the company on Yelp, to the BBB, and tweet my yelp review. (But that’s okay, who needs to take a shower anyway?)
Meanwhile, I clearly think I am this:
While I am clearly this:
Also, I strained my butt muscle because I didn’t work out for 10 months and now have trouble doing crazy things like walking, standing, and rolling over.
This has been a SUPER whiny post!
August 18, 2014
Ahhhh I have found Emma’s halloween costume!!!
How cute is this kid modeling Mommaloha’s costume on etsy, btw?
Because I’ve been living under a rock I have never bought anything from etsy before but I’m super excited to make this my first purchase!
In 2002, my two male besties and I decked ourselves out in the tackiest Hawaii garb we could find and went to watch Lilo and Stitch the day it was released.
Later that year when I was one of the dance choreographers for our annual BC luau, I watched Lilo’s dance over and over again and taught it to some of the girls as one of the numbers.
I even went hunting through several disney stores till I found (and bought) the Stitch doll that would talk back to you if you asked it questions.
"Stitch, are you hungry?"
"Not anymore. I ate your food!"
AND NOW…. my constantly hungry, messy and grunty daughter has the perfect first halloween costume.
August 14, 2014
Breastfeeding by the bottle
I know it happens to everyone, but with my ridiculous Type A personality and desire to schedule everything 6 months in advance my vision of having a baby was grossly mistaken. Some things I thought would be tremendously hard are pretty easy (bathtime, putting clothes on over her head, knowing when to change a diaper - oh that last one is SUPER easy…) and other things are much harder (I really do get about the same amount of sleep I typically got during the busy periods at work but I’m MUCH more tired now). And at the height of the things that turned out to be much harder…. breastfeeding.
This is probably a really boring subject to most people but I would spend hours trying to find a blogger who wrote about getting her baby’s tongue-tiedness taken care of or someone who solely expressed breastfed (aka breastfeeding via a pump only) just to see what their state of mind was, did it match mine, was there ANYONE out there going through the same problems I was? So I figured I’d add my story to those on the interwebs help out anyone in the future looking for those same answers.
August 13, 2014
If you send me an adorable outfit for Emma: Thank You Thank You Thank You!
If you send me an adorable outfit for Emma and ask me to send you a picture of her wearing it: absolutely!
If you send me an adorable outfit for Emma and it takes more than a couple of minutes for me to get a cute shot (and I guarantee you it will): I will shame both you and Emma by also sending some of the outtakes.
I really should be nicer to my sister. When I opened the package from her I started laughing, because she also sent me a present. No card, no note, just a huge can of truffle salt. She knows me so well.
Thanks Auntie Tiffi!!!
August 12, 2014
I’m unathletic. I rarely watch sports. I love pink. I wanted to be a princess growing up (a Disney one as a child, THE British one as a teen). I refused to wear pants or shorts in K-2nd grade, afraid someone would think I was a boy. My least favorite class in school was P.E. In fact I tried out to be a cheerleader just so I wouldn’t have to take P.E. in high school. To summarize, I pretty much am the stereotype that the modern strong, athletic women fight against. But seriously, how are there NO sports-related clothing for baby girls at Carter’s?
Due to the fact that I was sick, followed by humongously unhappily pregnant, followed by in labor, and finally busy learning what color poop is healthy and all that, I haven’t yet met my good friend’s child who is almost (give or take a day) 3 months older than Emma. So yesterday, in anticipation of finally meeting Christopher, Emma and I went shopping for a present for her future bestie and we stumbled upon this cute get up. I grabbed one for Chris and then went over to the girl side to find a football-esque onesie for Emma. Nothing! Absolutely nothing related to sports at all located in the girls-side of the store. WTF? I mean if the person who is on a mission to find their daughter a pink fairy costume (for the NY renaissance fair - not halloween) is upset by gender stereotypes there must be something wrong. So I picked up the same outfit in a smaller size for Emma and will have to set up time for the kids to take a twinsies picture together this fall.
August 8, 2014
- Me:Hi! I wanted to see how your hurricane prep is going.
- Dad:Well.... I'm watching a golf game.
- Me:So NOT doing well with the prep then....
- Dad:Well we always have a lot of water on hand. So I went out and bought 18 cases of vienna sausage and a pressure cooker.
- Me:A pressure cooker? Doesn't that need electricity?
- Dad:Yeah... I was watching a cooking competition and they did amazing stuff with a pressure cooker.
Imagine stabbing someone with this knife.
It would instantly cauterize the would, so the person wouldn’t bleed, so it’s not very useful.
if you want information it is
and above, in order, we see a gryffindor, a ravenclaw, and a slytherin
why would you stab a PERSON when you can have TOAST?
There’s the hufflepuff
Photo via ABC News
Stay safe Hawaii!
I first heard about the two back-to-back hurricanes/tropical storms from my mother in law 2 days ago but I didn’t give it much pause, sure the storm would dissipate and/or veer off course. Then when I was up at 2 AM pumping (more on that later… because I know that’s JUST what you all what to hear about anyway) I was on facebook and started seeing all the status updates of everyone preparing for the storm, including the most important item of hurricane preparedness: spam.
August 6, 2014
Does anyone else have these ridiculous maternity leave policies?
- I know I'm incredibly lucky to get paid maternity leave at all but dealing with all the paperwork and hoops are driving me bonkers. Here was today's ordeal:
- Me (to OB nurse):Do you think the doctors could sign a form for my maternity leave... It just details out when I am allowed to go back to work.
- Nurse:Okay... When are you going back?
- Me:End of September.
- Nurse:(looking awkward) oh.... Well I can check but we usually only say you need 6 weeks off from work.
- Me:That's fine. I actually need it to close out my first maternity leave which ends today. I need permission from you guys to go back to work. Once I get permission to go back to work I can start the paperwork to continue to take maternity leave.
- Nurse:(blank stare)