2016 and 2017 have been big years of transition for the fongs. evan started pre-school, dylan started los lomitas, brian bought bonsai restaurant to relocate the practice and we got pregnant again. i can't even imagine what the rest of this year will be like. i guess that's what concerns me...knowing what little control i have over anything, yet not quite laissez-faire and cavalier about it.
it's always during musubi's birthday that there's that time for reflection, and dreams and promises to be a better wife, mother, friend, daughter, sister, person, etc. brian and i talk about our retirement, our dream house in carmel and our appts in new york and sf. for whatever reason - this change with this baby is making me really anxious. I feel like with the other boys - there was the element of ignorance is bliss. I didn't realize how difficult recovery from the c-section would be, how the constipation would make me cry, sweat and require manual expulsion. how this wrinkle - formally known as my breasts would give me more body image issues, along with my stomach which looked like an elephant's anus, or sometimes nut sack when I'm in a plank position. i question my state of mind, my ability to balance, or fake balance work/life/family and my own self image after this pregnancy. i know nothing will be the same - it would never be...but as to what it will be like? that does concern me. already having issues with low energy, anger and depression with the gestational diabetes, i have concerns that this will bleed over into a higher risk with postpartum depression.
if i'm honest - i'm very stoic right now. keeping it somewhat together. not very verbal/communicative when brian asks me what's wrong. i don't feel joyful and i suppose whatever excitement i should be feeling is cancelled out by the anxiety of the surgery, the future and how hard it is to have healthy babies. last night and tonight i spent time with musubi, hoping that he will take care of us and give me strength. he was such a little guy, yet has permanently changed me. i remind myself that my life, and this baby's life is out of my hands...and that i have the best doctor in the world, and whatever happens, happens. I still believe that I've already paid my dues and the universe owes me. I remind myself that the newborn phase is my favorite phase and that i need to, that i want to cherish every second i have with all my children, because they really do grow up way too fast.
life is a gift. i know this. positivity is a mindset. i know this. but how does knowing this correlate to having control over my body and ultimately my mindset? i can only do my best and forgive myself if I'm not happy with the outcome. right? tonight i hope to get some decent rest, and tomorrow morning take one of my last leisurely showers, because starting tomorrow - it will all be about you baby.
baby - you are doing summersaults in my belly right now. it must be getting tight and uncomfortable in there. tomorrow you'll have all the world to explore and conquer, along with your brothers. until then.
Thursday, April 13, 2017
the dab master
for whatever reason, dylan will bust out with his dab dance moves - his go to move for all occasions. I'm very grateful that both boys are generally pretty happy boys, although dylan tends to be more sensitive than evan. Not sure if i should be happy that he expresses himself so freely, which is a positive way of saying that often he's a complainer. He often talks about having a bad day... which is tough because sometimes i feel like he's inherited some of my "why do these things only happen to me syndrome." this past weekend, when we were up in st helena celebrating musubi's birthday, having a nice lunch ... and he was complaining that he trying his best to give me a nice smile (which was not a sincere smile). I wanted to send him to gratitude camp. These boys have no idea how fortunate they are, as they slurp down oysters with reckless abandon, and how hard brian and i work to provide opportunities for them. dylan is in part time chinese school, started piano lessons when he was four, has had dance lessons, tennis lessons, t-ball, soccer lessons, kindergym and swimming. he's had more exposure to activities than i ever had, and he's only 5. granted i'm guilty of over-scheduling...but if we can provide exposure to activities and he likes something (and is hopefully good at it), then i consider it a good thing.
as sensitive as dylan is - he is the sweetest, giving me hugs, kissing my pregnant belly, making cards for me and baba, and also for musubi's bday - sharing his story with strangers during our st helena weekend. it's hard for me to believe that he's old enough, and his reading is proficient enough to have read the "i'm a big brother now" book to brian tonight as his last book. He really has progressed well in kindergarten and developing a social life with his buddies in his class. sitting still, paying attention, listening - are still growth opportunities for him, but overall he's been doing very well. i wonder if he remembers evan being born. I wonder if evan will remember this baby being born.
dylan kind of has limited body awareness - like he's all limbs and i don't think he realizes when he elbows or steps on me. im guilty of not witnessing any of his tennis or soccer lessons, but do believe brian when he says that dylan is pretty coordinated, which obviously comes from his gene pool, but i still wind up getting hurt all the time.
i do love that he seems to have a love for music. he has an amazing way of singing the wrong lyrics for songs, and i do have concerns about some of his musical taste. he's been a fan of bruno mars, and drake (fake love) and katy perry. but he's my boy - since he also really likes ed sheeran. still on the fence about if i should go to the concert in socal and take him for his birthday. i did work really hard to get all those tickets.
what's difficult is me feigning interest in pokeman. I just can't get into the game or the characters and he loves his cards, and the characters and the stories. perhaps i have just lost that part of my imagination. i'll blame my pregnancy brain and shortened attention span.
both boys love to travel, they love hawaii (again who doesn't), have really started to interact and have a relationship that is really like a radical social experiment to witness. i still can't believe that i have 2 boys...and potentially another one on the way.
as sensitive as dylan is - he is the sweetest, giving me hugs, kissing my pregnant belly, making cards for me and baba, and also for musubi's bday - sharing his story with strangers during our st helena weekend. it's hard for me to believe that he's old enough, and his reading is proficient enough to have read the "i'm a big brother now" book to brian tonight as his last book. He really has progressed well in kindergarten and developing a social life with his buddies in his class. sitting still, paying attention, listening - are still growth opportunities for him, but overall he's been doing very well. i wonder if he remembers evan being born. I wonder if evan will remember this baby being born.
dylan kind of has limited body awareness - like he's all limbs and i don't think he realizes when he elbows or steps on me. im guilty of not witnessing any of his tennis or soccer lessons, but do believe brian when he says that dylan is pretty coordinated, which obviously comes from his gene pool, but i still wind up getting hurt all the time.
i do love that he seems to have a love for music. he has an amazing way of singing the wrong lyrics for songs, and i do have concerns about some of his musical taste. he's been a fan of bruno mars, and drake (fake love) and katy perry. but he's my boy - since he also really likes ed sheeran. still on the fence about if i should go to the concert in socal and take him for his birthday. i did work really hard to get all those tickets.
what's difficult is me feigning interest in pokeman. I just can't get into the game or the characters and he loves his cards, and the characters and the stories. perhaps i have just lost that part of my imagination. i'll blame my pregnancy brain and shortened attention span.
both boys love to travel, they love hawaii (again who doesn't), have really started to interact and have a relationship that is really like a radical social experiment to witness. i still can't believe that i have 2 boys...and potentially another one on the way.
mr. "yeah buts"
and then there's little evs, who will soon transition from being out baby to being a big brother. he transitioned quickly from being a silent, stealthy, mischievous toddler, to a quite loud and verbal, mischievous little boy. i am more surprised with the things that have come out of this mouth.
In no particular order:
-i don't like bruno mars. His last name is like the planet mars and I like saturn
-first of all .... (arm gesture), second of all... (arm gesture),and that's all I have to say about that
-yeh yeh "so that the stuff you use to clean your hands." evan "you mean hand sanitizer?"
-"baba, i like you so, so, so, so much. you are the best baba in the world."
-"mama, i like you so, so, so, so much. you are the best mama in the world."
he's quite the dancer (although dylan's dance moves include doing the dab, followed by the splits, and sometimes the cha, cha, cha). evan will do his martial arts/ninja moves with the most serious fighter game face to "nija music" supplied by ok google. i've been careful to not be so gender biased with the boys, and for whatever reason evan just gravitates to light sabers, pirates, guns/cannons, darth vader, darth maul (i don't even know who that is), nijas/ninjago, etc. very boy, a little disturbingly dark (which i'm hoping is just a short phase that he'll outgrow). from an activities standpoint, he loves kindergym, still is overconfident with his swimming, just started guitar lessons last week, and will start soccer next week. We'll see how long those activities can be sustained. he did start cornerstone full time last fall - but just the am session. He seems to be transitioning well, and wants to have play dates with his buddies in his class. similar to dylan, he was pretty dominant in the last easter performance. im pretty proud about that.
he's always in motion, very independent, full of joy, and "yeah buts", has an incredible sweet tooth and excuses for just about anything. he still comes in and snuggles in the morning, until he hears dylan or if brian decides to go downstairs. he definitely has serious #FOMO (fear of missing out) issues. i know i'll miss it when he comes into our room to "bao bao shuei jiao" but also concerned that our CA king size bed is too small for our expanding family. I've been trying to protect myself and baby in bed at night when the boys are jumping around. it will be a totally different scenario when this baby is out!
In no particular order:
-i don't like bruno mars. His last name is like the planet mars and I like saturn
-first of all .... (arm gesture), second of all... (arm gesture),and that's all I have to say about that
-yeh yeh "so that the stuff you use to clean your hands." evan "you mean hand sanitizer?"
-"baba, i like you so, so, so, so much. you are the best baba in the world."
-"mama, i like you so, so, so, so much. you are the best mama in the world."
he's quite the dancer (although dylan's dance moves include doing the dab, followed by the splits, and sometimes the cha, cha, cha). evan will do his martial arts/ninja moves with the most serious fighter game face to "nija music" supplied by ok google. i've been careful to not be so gender biased with the boys, and for whatever reason evan just gravitates to light sabers, pirates, guns/cannons, darth vader, darth maul (i don't even know who that is), nijas/ninjago, etc. very boy, a little disturbingly dark (which i'm hoping is just a short phase that he'll outgrow). from an activities standpoint, he loves kindergym, still is overconfident with his swimming, just started guitar lessons last week, and will start soccer next week. We'll see how long those activities can be sustained. he did start cornerstone full time last fall - but just the am session. He seems to be transitioning well, and wants to have play dates with his buddies in his class. similar to dylan, he was pretty dominant in the last easter performance. im pretty proud about that.
he's always in motion, very independent, full of joy, and "yeah buts", has an incredible sweet tooth and excuses for just about anything. he still comes in and snuggles in the morning, until he hears dylan or if brian decides to go downstairs. he definitely has serious #FOMO (fear of missing out) issues. i know i'll miss it when he comes into our room to "bao bao shuei jiao" but also concerned that our CA king size bed is too small for our expanding family. I've been trying to protect myself and baby in bed at night when the boys are jumping around. it will be a totally different scenario when this baby is out!
starting with the youngest
so little one, it's the day before your birthday and it will be on good friday, easter weekend this year. What a surprise. I was hoping that you could come as originally scheduled for next wed 4/19, but as you know...i barely have any control over anything anymore, not that i ever did.
i think at best - i'm trying to remain calm and neutral. if i think about it too much, i'll get overwhelmed, anxious and too emotional to be productive. and for whatever reason, am feeling the need to be productive since we didn't get much down down prior to your birth.
i stopped working last wed, a day earlier than anticipated. again - could've, would've, should've taken more time off. thought that it would still be best to try to set the team up for success, with diana being relatively new to my team and erin still relatively new as well. it was my last professional push to get promoted before you came, knowing that i would have even less to give with a newborn in our lives. so i guess i did it. VP before 40 (barely). wanted to celebrate with another piece of jewelry (pink and chameleon diamond ring) and the prada vela messenger bag, which I should have bought in italy, but haven't pulled the trigger on either. interesting that puo-puo asked if i would go back to work. i still feel like i should ride out the 4 year vesting for my initial sign on bonus and that getting a few years of brand creative/tv, and seeing how the pdt will evolve and relaunch will be good for my career, if i were to stop working full time and consult on the side. Still fantasizing about taking jewelry classes at the academy of art, which i could potentially do if i were to help our brian with the new medical billing...
enough about me, back to you.
i still remember vividly when i found out that i was pregnant with you. I was on a hanover market research call, packing for our 11th year anniversary trip to chicago. I had randomly picked up a pregnancy test from walgreens the day before, since i had just gotten off the pill a few months ago, and my periods were irregular and i was stressed from work and traveling. I couldn't believe how quickly the + sign showed up the test, which i proceeded to drop in B's dopp kit. I freaked out. I got off the phone and called Brian who asked if i was sure and wanted me to take the other test. Why bother - it was + in a nano-second. of course i had to tell noel, since they were joining us on the chicago trip, and i could drink and had dietary restrictions at Alinea... crazy. that was a pretty brilliant adele concert that led us down this path. so from the end of july through our anniversary - i had no idea that i was pregnant. you were able to try some wine from jen turri's wedding, some oysters, etc.
i was pretty nauseated with you well into my second trimester. In fact, i volunteered last minute in Dylan's class during this valentine's day party, and picked up the stomach flu, and right after I finished puking my guts out for 3 days, i found out that i had gestational diabetes. Let me tell you that I DO NOT respond well to people telling me what I can and can't eat. that was/is pretty miserable. i had trouble with my fasting blood sugar levels. it would be such a downer to eat what you don't even want to eat, and be over your blood sugar level, and/or wake up to high levels which would set such a negative tone for the rest of the day for me. Again, goes back to a control thing for me. I do have to apologize though. I couldn't stomach giving myself insulin shots. I could barely do the finger pricks to draw blood for the tests, to which i bought myself several rings to adorn my punctured fingers. I ended being on metformin medication which seemed to help. so far I've gained less than 40 lbs in this pregnancy...which i suppose is the only silver lining during this ordeal. besides being pretty exhausted, layering on hunger, low energy and depression from the GB - this pregnancy has been difficult in many different ways.
I seem to be carrying differently. b says that i don't really look pregnant from the back, and that i'm less wide this time, and protruding out so much more. I also don't have that dramatic of a line down my stomach like i did with the other boys. we'll see what happens. i think i have 18 girl A names, and only 2 viable boy names. It is what it is...and just want a healthy, happy baby.
see you in about 25 hours!
i think at best - i'm trying to remain calm and neutral. if i think about it too much, i'll get overwhelmed, anxious and too emotional to be productive. and for whatever reason, am feeling the need to be productive since we didn't get much down down prior to your birth.
i stopped working last wed, a day earlier than anticipated. again - could've, would've, should've taken more time off. thought that it would still be best to try to set the team up for success, with diana being relatively new to my team and erin still relatively new as well. it was my last professional push to get promoted before you came, knowing that i would have even less to give with a newborn in our lives. so i guess i did it. VP before 40 (barely). wanted to celebrate with another piece of jewelry (pink and chameleon diamond ring) and the prada vela messenger bag, which I should have bought in italy, but haven't pulled the trigger on either. interesting that puo-puo asked if i would go back to work. i still feel like i should ride out the 4 year vesting for my initial sign on bonus and that getting a few years of brand creative/tv, and seeing how the pdt will evolve and relaunch will be good for my career, if i were to stop working full time and consult on the side. Still fantasizing about taking jewelry classes at the academy of art, which i could potentially do if i were to help our brian with the new medical billing...
enough about me, back to you.
i still remember vividly when i found out that i was pregnant with you. I was on a hanover market research call, packing for our 11th year anniversary trip to chicago. I had randomly picked up a pregnancy test from walgreens the day before, since i had just gotten off the pill a few months ago, and my periods were irregular and i was stressed from work and traveling. I couldn't believe how quickly the + sign showed up the test, which i proceeded to drop in B's dopp kit. I freaked out. I got off the phone and called Brian who asked if i was sure and wanted me to take the other test. Why bother - it was + in a nano-second. of course i had to tell noel, since they were joining us on the chicago trip, and i could drink and had dietary restrictions at Alinea... crazy. that was a pretty brilliant adele concert that led us down this path. so from the end of july through our anniversary - i had no idea that i was pregnant. you were able to try some wine from jen turri's wedding, some oysters, etc.
i was pretty nauseated with you well into my second trimester. In fact, i volunteered last minute in Dylan's class during this valentine's day party, and picked up the stomach flu, and right after I finished puking my guts out for 3 days, i found out that i had gestational diabetes. Let me tell you that I DO NOT respond well to people telling me what I can and can't eat. that was/is pretty miserable. i had trouble with my fasting blood sugar levels. it would be such a downer to eat what you don't even want to eat, and be over your blood sugar level, and/or wake up to high levels which would set such a negative tone for the rest of the day for me. Again, goes back to a control thing for me. I do have to apologize though. I couldn't stomach giving myself insulin shots. I could barely do the finger pricks to draw blood for the tests, to which i bought myself several rings to adorn my punctured fingers. I ended being on metformin medication which seemed to help. so far I've gained less than 40 lbs in this pregnancy...which i suppose is the only silver lining during this ordeal. besides being pretty exhausted, layering on hunger, low energy and depression from the GB - this pregnancy has been difficult in many different ways.
I seem to be carrying differently. b says that i don't really look pregnant from the back, and that i'm less wide this time, and protruding out so much more. I also don't have that dramatic of a line down my stomach like i did with the other boys. we'll see what happens. i think i have 18 girl A names, and only 2 viable boy names. It is what it is...and just want a healthy, happy baby.
see you in about 25 hours!
Wednesday, April 12, 2017
don't know where to start
i guess it's not a great sentiment that i'm starting off annoyed. for whatever reason, that has been a dominant emotion, tied to "why does this type of sh*t" only happen to me and how come in spite of my efforts to function as a normal person, things don't go smoothly.
Short list of annoyances for the week:
-Peggy from Dr. Katz not being able to submit my claim online and needing the paper form version
-Marsha from care.com not being helpful at all with my leave process, and directing me to the brochure that she scanned over to me
-Brian ordering food from tender greens and door dash/tender greens getting my order wrong (just my order, mind you. everyone else's order was fine)
-Peggy telling me that my c-section for next wed the 19th was already cancelled and that I'm only on the books for this friday
-Having fasting blood sugar levels still in the 90s during this week
-Not having enough dedicated time with the boys this week during their spring break
-The house being in a perpetual state of disarray and disorganization; falling asleep at night when i have a list of things that i feel like i need to do/finish, and me being terribly clumsy and dropping half the items i intend to put away/clean up
I supposed this is related to me not having a sense of control over my life and also being related to not feeling like i have much control over the big change of having this next baby on friday. If i can't even control the little things, how am i able to control the big things? well, i guess i just can't. and does this mean that i should stop trying? my life if anything has been about effort and discipline.
If i were to change my mindset - i should have started this post with thoughts of gratitude. so to balance things out, here my short list of what i'm grateful for:
-we were able to celebrate musubi's birthday in st. helena this year, and brian booked me an amazing spa treatment at meadowood
-dylan made the sweetest card for musubi for his birthday and shared his story with various shop owners/workers downtown
-my parents are going to drive up this weekend, so dad is coming too to meet baby
-evan making his serious face, doing his martial dance to ninja music
-dylan making good progress with his piano lessons
-the boys being pretty sweet with baby, singing songs, touching and kissing my belly
just met Anton's parents when i dropped off dylan at one of his few playdates at someone else's house. they have 4 kids and she's in amazing shape and looks so young. I'm feeling old, unprepared, unsure about the sterilization procedure during the c-section, but to end on a positive note - still grateful that I'm pregnant.
Short list of annoyances for the week:
-Peggy from Dr. Katz not being able to submit my claim online and needing the paper form version
-Marsha from care.com not being helpful at all with my leave process, and directing me to the brochure that she scanned over to me
-Brian ordering food from tender greens and door dash/tender greens getting my order wrong (just my order, mind you. everyone else's order was fine)
-Peggy telling me that my c-section for next wed the 19th was already cancelled and that I'm only on the books for this friday
-Having fasting blood sugar levels still in the 90s during this week
-Not having enough dedicated time with the boys this week during their spring break
-The house being in a perpetual state of disarray and disorganization; falling asleep at night when i have a list of things that i feel like i need to do/finish, and me being terribly clumsy and dropping half the items i intend to put away/clean up
I supposed this is related to me not having a sense of control over my life and also being related to not feeling like i have much control over the big change of having this next baby on friday. If i can't even control the little things, how am i able to control the big things? well, i guess i just can't. and does this mean that i should stop trying? my life if anything has been about effort and discipline.
If i were to change my mindset - i should have started this post with thoughts of gratitude. so to balance things out, here my short list of what i'm grateful for:
-we were able to celebrate musubi's birthday in st. helena this year, and brian booked me an amazing spa treatment at meadowood
-dylan made the sweetest card for musubi for his birthday and shared his story with various shop owners/workers downtown
-my parents are going to drive up this weekend, so dad is coming too to meet baby
-evan making his serious face, doing his martial dance to ninja music
-dylan making good progress with his piano lessons
-the boys being pretty sweet with baby, singing songs, touching and kissing my belly
just met Anton's parents when i dropped off dylan at one of his few playdates at someone else's house. they have 4 kids and she's in amazing shape and looks so young. I'm feeling old, unprepared, unsure about the sterilization procedure during the c-section, but to end on a positive note - still grateful that I'm pregnant.
don't be sad that it's over, be happy that it's happened - 9/2015
THIS WAS REALLY WRITTEN IN SEPTEMBER 2015 (but was saved as a draft)
it's the last day of summer. 45 min left in fact before the clock strikes midnight and the next chapter of my life begins. I'm waiting for the dryer to finish, so that i can fish out my new martha's vineyard t-shirt to wear on my business trip, day 1 of employment and look back at this year and also twist my neck around to look ahead. This will be short because i do want to turn off my electronic devices at least 45 min before i go to bed, and that "the first 90 days" is causing me some mild anxiety.
what of year of highs and lows. not sure if i should go back to front, or front to back. probably like most things, front to back is probably more prudent. and to rely on my memory is a gamble so i should probably start with the beginning of the year. the boys were/are great, evs cuter than ever.
Highlights include:
-dylan's chinese new year performance at cornerstone - he left it all on stage
-family trip with my parents to taiwan
-standing up for myself and negotiating a nice package from Sephora
-amazing opportunity to have "funemployment" summer with 2 part-time consulting job
-opportunity to meet new and interesting people and learn what other options are out there
-my eat/pray/love trips: new york, socal and martha's vineyard.
-dylan's boathouse 4th bday party with family (he told me on our walk to the lighthouse that this was the best vacation ever and asked me if next year we could take him to hawaii)
-having the opportunity to watch evs figure out out how to open the kitchen trash and throw this capri sun away
-dylan's musicality - he will sing his own lyrics to songs, and also tends to remember the inappropriate lyrics the best (elie goulding - "touch me like you do..."; selena gomez - "i just want to look good for ya, good for ya, uh-ahh". the current leaders are taylor swift "wildest dreams" and "i cant feel my face" song by the weekend.
-evs just today, getting in the groove with "fishes in the ocean, fishes in the sea" song in swimming class. he will also spontaneously burst into song...most recently it's the "bye-bye song" from swimming lessons.
-both boys love kindergym, singing, dancing, ice cream, chocolate, gummy candy, lollipops.
-dylan - an oyster connoisseur and evan trying his first oyster in martha's vineyard
-both boys making it down the aisle at steve and winnie's wedding (and how cute they looked in their hats)
-the look on evan's face when he caught his first fish at martha's vineyard
-evs asking if he could take the whale home from the aquarium of the pacific
-dylan really pretty interested in space and the solar system
Lowlights include:
-ridiculous performance review rating (although I never saw/read what was written - if there was anything at all)
-the angst of trying to make it work at Sephora and trying to figure out what I want to do next (and b saying that we would need to sell the house this summer)
-flying down with the boys myself with 2 hour delays and evan throwing up 3 times, and no stroller and extra change of clothes for me
-dylan having different musical tastes than me (it all started with him liking that omi cheerleader song)
-boys starting to get physical with each other
-still not being able to help out with the practice marketing like i have always intended to do
-the wrinkle in time, AKA the 2 entities formally known as my boobs
-lame - but almost crying when we missed the first showing at the griffith observatory down in LA
that's it for me for tonight. happy summer - one of the best ever.
it's the last day of summer. 45 min left in fact before the clock strikes midnight and the next chapter of my life begins. I'm waiting for the dryer to finish, so that i can fish out my new martha's vineyard t-shirt to wear on my business trip, day 1 of employment and look back at this year and also twist my neck around to look ahead. This will be short because i do want to turn off my electronic devices at least 45 min before i go to bed, and that "the first 90 days" is causing me some mild anxiety.
what of year of highs and lows. not sure if i should go back to front, or front to back. probably like most things, front to back is probably more prudent. and to rely on my memory is a gamble so i should probably start with the beginning of the year. the boys were/are great, evs cuter than ever.
Highlights include:
-dylan's chinese new year performance at cornerstone - he left it all on stage
-family trip with my parents to taiwan
-standing up for myself and negotiating a nice package from Sephora
-amazing opportunity to have "funemployment" summer with 2 part-time consulting job
-opportunity to meet new and interesting people and learn what other options are out there
-my eat/pray/love trips: new york, socal and martha's vineyard.
-dylan's boathouse 4th bday party with family (he told me on our walk to the lighthouse that this was the best vacation ever and asked me if next year we could take him to hawaii)
-having the opportunity to watch evs figure out out how to open the kitchen trash and throw this capri sun away
-dylan's musicality - he will sing his own lyrics to songs, and also tends to remember the inappropriate lyrics the best (elie goulding - "touch me like you do..."; selena gomez - "i just want to look good for ya, good for ya, uh-ahh". the current leaders are taylor swift "wildest dreams" and "i cant feel my face" song by the weekend.
-evs just today, getting in the groove with "fishes in the ocean, fishes in the sea" song in swimming class. he will also spontaneously burst into song...most recently it's the "bye-bye song" from swimming lessons.
-both boys love kindergym, singing, dancing, ice cream, chocolate, gummy candy, lollipops.
-dylan - an oyster connoisseur and evan trying his first oyster in martha's vineyard
-both boys making it down the aisle at steve and winnie's wedding (and how cute they looked in their hats)
-the look on evan's face when he caught his first fish at martha's vineyard
-evs asking if he could take the whale home from the aquarium of the pacific
-dylan really pretty interested in space and the solar system
Lowlights include:
-ridiculous performance review rating (although I never saw/read what was written - if there was anything at all)
-the angst of trying to make it work at Sephora and trying to figure out what I want to do next (and b saying that we would need to sell the house this summer)
-flying down with the boys myself with 2 hour delays and evan throwing up 3 times, and no stroller and extra change of clothes for me
-dylan having different musical tastes than me (it all started with him liking that omi cheerleader song)
-boys starting to get physical with each other
-still not being able to help out with the practice marketing like i have always intended to do
-the wrinkle in time, AKA the 2 entities formally known as my boobs
-lame - but almost crying when we missed the first showing at the griffith observatory down in LA
that's it for me for tonight. happy summer - one of the best ever.
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