http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php momma snark at 100 wpm. en tiffany@snarkymomma.com Copyright 2010 2010-07-29T14:24:47+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/what_would_you_buy_if/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/what_would_you_buy_if/#When:14:24:47Z I’d rather think about fun stuff instead of making a grocery list, so I’ve been making mental wishlists. What would you do if you got an unexpected windfall?  $100?  $1,000?  $10,000? (Continued…) 2010-07-29T14:24:47+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/milk_does_a_body_good_apparently/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/milk_does_a_body_good_apparently/#When:17:17:49Z I took Em for her one-month physical this morning.  Today she’s 22 inches long and exactly 10 pounds. That means she’s gained 2 pounds + 7 ounces and 2 1/2 inches since her first pediatrician visit at 3 days old (she had lost about 7 ounces between birth and my milk coming in). Wow!  That’s a lot of growth.  No wonder she sleeps so much.  If I were busy growing bone and stockpiling fat I’d probably fall asleep every chance I got, too. In case you’re curious about percentiles, that puts her at 75 and 75.  She’s slightly smaller than Rosco was at two months, but I don’t know if this growth pattern is going to hold out.  She might just be making up for that last cramped month in the womb and may slow down in the next four weeks for all I know.  We’ll see.  Regardless, Rosco is projected to reach about 6’2”.  At least if Em’s in the 75th percentile for height, when they’re teenagers and trying to beat the shit out of each other their size difference won’t be so huge.  :- 2010-07-28T17:17:49+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/i_dont_trust_you_cat/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/i_dont_trust_you_cat/#When:17:25:38Z Puffy is weird lately.  She’s a weird enough cat in the first place with her apparent kitty schizophrenia, but for the past several weeks she’s been stranger than usual. When we brought Rosco home from the hospital after his birth the first thing Puffy did when we walked through the front door was approach the carrier, sniff it, and then hiss at him.  From the very beginning I’ve taught Rosco to avoid Puffy (and thus her maulings) and Puffy for the most part steers clear of him. (Continued…) 2010-07-27T17:25:38+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/crafty_mother/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/crafty_mother/#When:18:39:23Z It’s pretty hard to do crafty stuff when you have a baby attached to you for much of the day, especially when those crafts have to be held close to your body to be worked.  If I didn’t need to be doing crafty crap right now, I’d be spending my time on the sofa, feet up on ottoman, eating sunflower seeds, and patting Em on the head. (Continued…) 2010-07-26T18:39:23+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/baby_as_accessory/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/baby_as_accessory/#When:14:30:25Z We didn’t do a lot of babywearing with Rosco.  He was kinda heavy and most of the time the stroller was easier to use.  Every now and then we’d go somewhere that strollers were hard to navigate in, such as the pumpkin farm, and would strap him into the carrier then.  He was an absolute back killer.  I think part of that blame is due to contraptions like the Snugli, though.  It doesn’t distribute weight all that well (at least as far as my back was concerned; Scott’s mileage may have varied). (Continued…) 2010-07-23T14:30:25+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/im_an_ar-teest/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/im_an_ar-teest/#When:17:46:22Z You know, I really don’t have the time in my day to be taking on non-essential projects but I’m a bit of a masochist.  (I’m actually typing one-handed right now because I’m propping up a nursing baby with the other.) (Continued…) 2010-07-20T17:46:22+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/moo/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/moo/#When:13:22:36Z One of the things I’m really good at is making milk.  Trust me - this was a shocking discovery for me.  I just assumed that given my body composition and the way that I metabolize what I intake that I’d make just enough to keep my kid from starving. No. I guess this is where I haven’t evolved all that much from my stone age ancestors.  Even if my diet sucks and I’m not taking in that much liquid, I still make a lot of milk.  Fatty milk, too.  (Bet you’re wondering how much pregnancy weight I’ve lost, huh?  I won’t share that, though some of you who’ve seen me lately could probably make an educated guess.) (Continued…) 2010-07-19T13:22:36+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/dun/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/dun/#When:23:06:35Z This is the last bleeping large-scale home improvement job we’re doing in this house before we bounce up out of here (whenever that happens).  Maybe we’ll pull up the cat-pissy linoleum in the laundry room, but other than that - NO MÁS. (Continued…) 2010-07-16T23:06:35+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/they_realize_theyre_just_called_pearly_whites_and_arent_actually_pearls_rig/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/they_realize_theyre_just_called_pearly_whites_and_arent_actually_pearls_rig/#When:13:52:18Z Scott said I should blog about this, so bada bing. I’m not a hard woman to please.  Seriously.  At heart, I’m still the same country girl who grew up having to drive 25 minutes into town to go to the store, school, doctor’s office, and etc.  I don’t need fancy bells and whistles as long as people know what they’re doing. So, why is it so freaking hard for me to find a dentist office I like?  There’s no dearth of them in this area like there is in Northeastern NC. 2010-07-15T13:52:18+00:00 http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/lovely_love_my_family/ http://www.snarkymomma.com/index.php?/site/comments/lovely_love_my_family/#When:15:11:34Z I’ve got family spread all over the country.  Like, close blood relatives and not just the “second cousin twice-removed” type thing.  Aunts, uncles, first cousins - you know - people that I actually resemble? Problem is, due to a series of Jerry Springer Show-style events perpetrated by certain family members (ahem.), I wouldn’t recognize these people if I ran smack into them in public. (Continued…) 2010-07-14T15:11:34+00:00