Sunday, July 11, 2010

To be happy

There's been several responses to the NY Mag article that came out last week regarding parents not being happy. I have to say what made me unhappy was reading this article. Kids or no kids, life has it's ups and downs. Everyone makes sacrifices. Not just parents. Your life is what you make it. There's going to be great highs and low lows. But for me, not to have children, just to be able to go to an occasional rock concert on a whim is not my idea of happiness. Seeing my son's first smile or watching him grow into a little man is.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Look of the week- Summer in San Francisco

I think being fashionable when pregnant takes effort. I try my best and long for the days when I could just buy the new summer styles on a whim, but being 7 months pregnant has it's challenges. Pants will never fit right and the maternity stores out there sell real dreadful designs. I managed to come up with a pretty decent wardrobe that consists of maxi dresses, skinny jeans and a few non-maternity tops that still fit over my growing bump.

Here's one look that I came up with:

This is mostly non-maternity wear. The white tuxedo jacket is from H&M, the top is from Diesel, pants from Motherhood Maternity, hat from Nordstrom and shoes are miz mooz.

Send me your favorite look, whether your pregnant or a veteran mom, I'd like to see some fashionable moms!

Friday, July 2, 2010

Sell! Buy!

There never seems to be a dull moment in the life of us. Whenever I think we've hit a pace of tranquility another bulldozer comes through and rocks the foundation. Ok, well maybe not a bulldozer, but a remote control monster truck for sure.

Before we left on our two week trip to Italia we decide to put our condo on the market. Yes, me 7 months pregnant with a 3 year old, full time job, hard working husband and leaving for two weeks. We scrambled to get the place in "showing" order and off we went leaving our real estate agent the keys and our best wished. After the second showing we got an email saying that we received an offer. Wow! That was quick. The offer...too low. We countered, they countered, we countered again. All while relaxing with a bowl of pasta in 1000 year old towns. When we arrived back the counter offer was still on the table. Our agent then emailed saying it's done! They accepted! Off to the Internet I trudged to look for a new abode. Two hours later, "oh no wait, I was misinformed. sorry" So no, they didn't accept.

Two days later the bidders are back and wanting another look. They're coming by tonight and thank god I hid the dirty underwear. So, maybe by tomorrow we will have an offer on the table again.

Amidst the selling of the condo, Maddox is going in for a tonsillectomy in a month. Poor bugger. And he's getting a new brother in 3 months, and he's changing classrooms at school. Should I get a therapist for him now?

Wish us luck on the sale.