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Monday, February 27, 2017

Dear Dog Moms

Dear Dog Moms,


Someone recently asked if I was offended when they compared having a dog to having a baby.


Not that long ago I was a dog mom. 


And while being a human mom is exponentially more difficult (I don't recall a c-section when my dogs came into my life), here's why I'm not insulted:


Nighttime Schedules

Our two dogs ("the girls") have long gotten up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. This is usually followed by gulping food.. only to want to go to the bathroom again in a few hours. If I could doggie-door Jase and trust he could self-feed without CPS getting called you know I would...



Attitude

Jase can escalate the situation in seconds.


Tell me... What does your dog do when the doorbell rings?



Dress Up

Guilty. As. Charged.




The Poo Factor

Ok this is where I'm a terrible dog mom. I've trained my dogs to go where "there are no witnesses". 


Yes... judge me. 


But if you saw what they produce you'd do it too.



So go ahead dog-moms. Because I know you're just trying to relate. 


I know you know babies are a lot harder. 


And I know we each love our kids (fur and non-fur) with all of our hearts.


xoxo,

Dog Mom turned Baby Mom



P.S. I didn't forget the cat moms out there... But since cats make you work for their affection I'm guessing it's more like parenting a teenager instead of a baby.

Monday, February 13, 2017

5 months with Jase

Dear Jase,


This was a big month of changes - namely I went back to work. You're sometimes iffy about daycare after a weekend at home but on the plus, you won't have to eat ramen... yet.


Other things that happened this month:

  • You're outgrowing your 3 month and even some of your 6 month clothes
  • You're trying to crawl but usually end up looking like a beached whale... you're less amused by this than we are
  • Your hair is really starting to come in... good thing too because the Billy Ray Cyrus thing wasn't really working for you
  • Firsts: emergency room visit, cold/ear infection that led to said emergency room visit, food (bananas), forward-facing walk, and your first time to be sent home from "school" - geez you started early...
  • You've started grabbing at things you want... aka we're in trouble 
  • You can: recognize your name, shut off the cuteness when the phone is out (you hate the camera like I do), flop around to get to where you want (rolling would probably be a lot easier bud), grab your feet
  • You love: splashing in the bathtub, seeing yourself in the mirror, when the dogs come up to you, putting anything and everything in your mouth, flirting, sleeping on your side, and letting me make a fool of myself to get you to smile


We haven't tortured you much this month, but we got in a few gems for your future therapy sessions:

  • We got tired of lying about owning a cat so (after much struggle) we finally clipped your fingernails... face scratches went down by 90%.
  • We gave you bananas

Clearly torture


But then we gave you green beans... 


You now like bananas 




Aside from spending the last week deciding I needed to party all night before going to work, you were fairly easy on us too. Still...

  • Sucking baby snot out of your nose... I'd rather clean our cat's liter box...
  • Anytime I hit the monitor to check on you and see this:


Why are you awake?? And why are your eyes black???


Special edition - Juno's therapy notes:

  • You grabbed and yanked her ear...


She was not pleased.


We love you - now go to bed!

Mommy and Daddy