I’m sorry…

Dear Reader,
You have been bamboozled. Hoodwinked. I underestimated my posting abilities and led you astray.

Things started off so well between us, and then I allowed things to come between our relationship. Things like an active toddler and his new vocabulary (including “a door!” purple, turtle, ‘brue’, pink, ‘bwack’, and cock…which is not clock like you think, but cock, because daddy is terrible.); work amd entering 50 transfers, their tax information, and transit deductions; a new year and its resolutions; and getting to my 32nd week of pregnancy,  only to be hospitalized (why do you think I’ve got time to post?).

Yeah, hospitalized. I started having contractions. I swore it was just gas, lol. I’m currently on magnesium to stop the contractions and keep baby baking for a few more weeks, insulin for my blood sugar, an IV for fluids, antibiotics, steroids for the baby’s lungs to develop…basically entirely too much shit. I really just want to go home, but I’m doing what’s best for this little boy. I hope he’ll stay in there a little longer than his big brother. I’m feeling a lot better now that they’ve lowered the magnesium dosage, but let me tell ya-there’s nothing more humbling than having to use a bed pan.

I’m trying to do better in 2013 overall, so I hope that you’ll bear with me and my empty promises. I’m like the boyfriend you want to break up with, but can’t…I’m really going to try this time, babies and all.


Long time, no post

Hello folks! It’s been a while. First, thank you to everyone who commented on the last post. Second, how excited are you about fall? Although I can’t partake in my usual fall activities (high heel boots, pumpkin spice lattes) because of the baby, I’m still hyped about my favorite season.

Not only does fall bring the changing leaves and cool weather, this fall marks my
30th birthday! My day was spent at work doing payroll, but my sweet husband slipped a card under my pillow before I woke up. He got me a MAC giftcard, which is huge because he hates when I wear makeup. My parents, grandmother, aunts, and cousins had taken us out to celebrate the Saturday before-my little brother and I are a week apart, so the dinner was for us both. We went to see Taken 2 on Columbus Day, and I got cake at work the day after payroll…and that was pretty much all of my birthday festivities. Do I feel any different? Not really. My world didn’t spontaneously combust at the moment I turned thirty, like so many twenty-somethings think. I’ve been trying to be more responsible though-more disciplined in my spending, actually paying down the debt I’ve been bsing about paying for so long, being more loving and patient with my family…just trying to be a better, more mature version of myself. I think having kids has definitely contributed to that. I want to be a good example. I want to be able to give them a yard to play in and their own bedrooms, and I can’t do that with debt hanging over me. After all these years of talking about it, I’m finally going to be about it.

In other news, I’m super excited about homecoming. Compared to other schools, our homecoming is pretty wack. We don’t even have a football team anymore (homecoming is basketball season now), but I’ll be glad to see my old friends and show off my big round baby belly, lol.

And now for the moment you’ve all been waiting for: Baby G the Sequel!


Me and my belly

Our little BOY is due in March!

Black and Married

It’s been a while since my last post. Life got in the way.

I’ve started planning for my son’s first birthday party. I can’t believe he’s been here for almost a year. I can’t believe I have a baby, period.

I’ve been toying with the idea of starting a mommy blog. It’s something that’s been on my mind for a while now. I feel like maybe God is prodding me to start it, and there are some other (business) ideas that came to mind when I first started thinking about it. Although, how would I really keep up another blog when I barely post here?

Hubby and I got away for the weekend. We celebrated Black Marriage Day in 2 cities. Virginia hosted a day of workshops and a panel discussion, featuring Kindred the Family Soul. I’ve you’ve ever met us, you’d know that we are HUGE Kindred fans. It was awesome to actually get to speak with them (and take a picture!)Image

The panel featured couples in the artistic field (African dance and drumming, rap, acting, R&B, soul), discussing their relationships and family structure. We were also witness to a wonderful proposal that made me tear up and my husband jump up. People were shouting and clapping and  crying. Black love, y’all. Black love!

After the conference, we headed over to Maryland to watch a new film, “Still Standing,” from the creators of Black and Married With Kids, Lamar and Ronnie Tyler. The film was great (even though I fell asleep. It’s a 6 hour drive to VA!), and we got the DVD. It’s about different couples and the challenges that they’ve faced. Through it all, their marriages are still standing.

It was a great weekend. We had some intense discussions about marriage-what are the benefits? does it help you to reach your full potential?-and our future as a family. The entire weekend was a platform for us both to grow as a couple and a family unit. If Black Marriage Day is celebrated in your area, I encourage you to be a part! You don’t even have to be married–at our conference there were married, divorced, engaged, and dating couples. The purpose is to learn and grow. Check out Black Marriage Day for more information.


  • The camera has been found! It was hiding in the pocket of a purse I don’t even remember using, along with an almost new EOS lip balm. Have you guys tried this stuff? As a lip stuff junkie, trust me when I tell you it’s amazing.
  • I’d love for someone to explain why diapers are so expensive. For something that’s essentially a portable toilet? Do adult diapers cost this much? I paid $45 for a box of 176 diapers yesterday…to come home to a coupon worth $10 off. Nice, baby store, real nice.
  • Tar.get has gotten me again. The baby store is in a center that also houses Tarjhay, Bed Bath and the outer limits, Marsh.all’s, a big name office supply store, a big name electronics store, a warehouse store, and a few restaurants. Yeah, they want your money. There were sales on everything, so of course we got…everything. We started out with a hand basket in the hopes of corralling our purchases, but things quickly got out of hand. I spent a good 15 minutes playing Tetris with the freezer when we got home.
  • I’ve found a new song to sing to the baby. I can tell he’s my child because this video cracks him up:  
  • And now, since he won’t let me write this post, I’m off to sing it to him.

So now I need to find a dress to wear to a wedding. And something for the baby to wear to a wedding. On Christmas Eve. Who does that?

I know who does that. Seems to be religious folk, because my parents are also going to a wedding on Christmas Eve. A reverend is getting (re)married.

How long should one wait to get remarried? Does it matter if they are in a high profile position? Does age matter?

Hubs says we’ll only go to the ceremony and not the reception. I had to remind him that all the good opportunities for jokes happen at the reception, unless someone trips down the aisle.

I think I want to take a trip for my 30th birthday next year. Bahamas for the weekend or something.

Next year will be a good year. I’m declaring it from now. I will be at the weight I want, with the job I want, making the money that I want, while saving for the house I want, being the wife and mother that I want, with the fashion and style that I want. I will drive more, even on the highway. I will work on my spiritual relationship and go to a house of worship (with or without my family) once a month. I will be a better listener. I will actually check voicemail before the box gets full, and then return phone calls.

And I will do it all without complaint.


Thanks to everyone who commented on the last post.

I have about 5 minutes to post something…literally. This kid does not sleep. Just when you think you’ve put him down for a nice nap, he pops back up. The life of a mom. He’s getting bigger–he can roll over, pull up into a standing position, mimic raspberries and blow bubbles. He laughs, smiles, and coos. He rarely cries.

In the interest of building our family (even though I can’t fathom the thought of another child any time soon), we’re setting some goals for our future. I’m going to start applying to jobs in the hopes of being hired for the new year, but I’m also considering staying home until the baby is at least a year old. I hope that we’ll be able to purchase a home in the next three years. I’d like for our child(ren) to have a backyard and a play space. I’ve got a long wish list, so if we ever find all of these things in one house, I’ll know it’s meant to be. Here’s some of what I’d like: 4 bedrooms, a playroom or loft, a finished basement, a master bedroom with french doors, a walk in closet, his and hers sinks, a small porch, a deck, a jack and jill bathroom for the kids, a kitchen with an island and granite countertops…we don’t know if we’re decided on living in MD, VA, NJ, or Long Island. Part of me wants to be close to our family and friends, while another part of me wants the most house for our money. Who knew this being an adult thing was so difficult?

I think I hear the baby…

Long time, no blog

Taking care of a kid is hard work, man.  Especially since my baby has turned into quite the little chunkster these days. I don’t know exactly how much he weighs (we’ll find out at the doc’s next week), but he is killing my back. It seems like he’s putting on all the weight I lost when he was born. Mommy would like those 225 lbs back, baby.

He’s currently trying to escape his pack n’ play. In his sleep. I wish you could see the way this boy and his cirque du soleil moves.


I think I need a lactation specialist. To live with me. Seriously. Is it supposed to hurt this much? Am I doing it wrong? My boobs feel like I just came from getting a nipple piercing in the Village.


The hubs and I have figured out a plan for returning to work. I’m praying that he gets the job he applied for (and you should too).  It would make our lives easier if he was able to work in Brooklyn. I’m going to start applying in September, even though I don’t really want to go back until the Buddha baby is 6 months.  We’ve discussed the monetary issues and decided on a day care (both in BK and in Queens). I’m trusting that God will continue to take care of us, and that things will work out.


I really want a car. I don’t necessarily need a car. I have no clue how to change a tire, and I’ve never actually pumped gas…but I really want a car. A black Nissan that I would dub “The MILF Mobile.” I probably should drive more than once every 6 months, though.


Speaking of driving, you know how I know I was still kind of out of it after I got out of the ER? The next morning was alternate side parking. My best friend was staying with me and needed to move her car, but she was still sleeping. Why did I take her keys, drive around the neighborhood, go to the beauty supply store on one of the main streets, and then double park her car around the block? When I hadn’t driven a car since finding out I was pregnant in NOVEMBER?

Side note: That’s how I know my best friend loves me. She didn’t call the cops when she realized I stole her car, she congratulated me on getting up the nerve to drive.


This weekend (and next week) are pretty busy for us. Frat picnic tomorrow, wedding on Sunday, best friend comes to visit on Monday, family pictures on Tuesday, and doctor’s on Wednesday. Then I think we’re back at my mother in law’s from Thursday on…

What’s going on in your world?



Ups and Downs

Lately, my life revolves around doctor’s appointments. I go to the perinatologist twice a week, where they do a sonogram to check baby’s position and amniotic fluid. Then they hook me up to a machine and monitor his heartbeat and movement. Today, I went to my regular OB to hear his heartbeat, track his size, and hear that I’m being put on medication. Yay.

My best friend is being…herself. She tends to disappear sometimes. I really would like her to remain visible until after my baby shower is fully planned and executed.

My line sister is throwing me a blessing way ceremony…which means the apartment needs to be thoroughly cleaned. Maybe I should give my mother in law a call. Sunday was her birthday, so we took her out to lunch. It was actually very nice, and the food was pretty good too. I got to bond with her, my sister in law, brother in law, and nephews. My youngest nephew is finally out of his “I’m terrified of auntie when she’s here but ask for her constantly when she’s not” phase.

This weather is so weird. I don’t know how to dress anymore. I’m unpacking my summer clothes, but I’m scared to put away my winter ones…so the summer clothes are scattered across the bed. Hubby’s summer clothes are in Rubbermaid totes in the living room.

We went to see African Cats today. For my husband, it turned into an African Nap. I liked it. All about mothers and their power to love, protect, and raise their kids.

If the baby’s still inside, do I still get to celebrate mothers day? According to the one “mother to be” card at Hallmark, yes. The dazzling array of “administrative professionals” cards made me feel undervalued.

I sat outside to enjoy the sun. And got bit by something.

What’s going on with you?