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Everyday I sit in my vehicle pumping milk for the next day at work. I always wonder if someone is watching and knows what I am doing. I feel sorry for them if they are trying to catch a boob shot because the sight of my boobs would deter anyone who has never nursed a baby to start stocking up on formula NOW.

I am pretty happy about the way breast feeding is going though. I always said I would do it unless there was major problems or if it really hurt. I am a baby so sue me. I had a really ruff time feeding E and knew that I didn't want to go through that stress.

But I never had any trouble at all. No soreness or bleeding. Conner took to the boob like he knew exactly what to do. I have always had plenty of milk. Now that he is getting bigger I don't exactly have a freezer full but we always have enough for the next day. Nothing I eat seems to bother him and he has no trouble using a bottle during the day and then switching to me at night.

We have started cereal and stage 1 baby foods. My kid is hungry yo. I was going to wait until the 4 month mark but he started staring so intently at our food and MOVING his mouth like he was eating that I felt sorry for him. We started with a little cereal and he LOVED it. He even makes mmmm sounds. SO. CUTE.

Now we have cereal in the morning and a veggie at night and he still drinks about 30 ounces of breast milk a day.

So I guess we will keep plugging along like we are going until any problems like, umm, TEETH.

Teen Mom on MTV makes me want to rip my eyeballs out every time I watch it, but for some reason I still have to watch. I just want to give them all a good spanking and not the good kind.

Christmas was great! We stayed home together for the whole holiday and if anyone wanted to see us they came here. I actually had dinner with both my parents and their significant others AT THE SAME TIME. It was a little awkward, but nothing a little wine and rum couldn't handle.

I haven't talked about it much but my parents divorce kinda screwed me up a little. I was 23 and thought my parents would be together forever. Sure they argued from time to time and couldn't exactly be called the Cleavers, but my dad loved my mom, my mom loved my dad.

I am not really sure what all happened, but I do know that I was put in the middle of the divorce and learned WAY too much about the problems in their marriage.

They are now rebuilding THEIR lives with new WEIRDO love and I am left trying to have a relationship with them and their new WEIRDO lovers. It's fun.

Hopefully one day we will work out the kinks and I will feel like I actually HAVE parents that want to be there for me. Who not only worry about themselves and their happiness, but actually give a rats ass about my feelings. I guess I should just be happy that I got to grow up before they decided to go crazy or I don't know who would have taken care of me.

Despite the quirky relationships, I am happy that I got to spend Christmas with both of them. I do love them. Very much.

I do have parents though. I have another mom who is my best friend and confidant. Who doesn't judge me and offers advice HELPFULLY and not HURTFULLY. She is beautiful and awesome and I love her. She didn't give birth to me but she did give birth to my husband so I get her by default and I am very lucky.

My other Dad is pretty great too. He cooks for me when I am sick and loves and takes care of my children. He's got my back and I love him.

So I hope everyone had a great Christmas and enjoyed putting up with your wacky relatives. Here's to New Years. The holiday were it is expected of you to walk around with a drink in your hand.

So this woman walks into a..

Have you ever had the dream where you walk into work naked?

Yeah, me too.

I walked into my office today running late getting back from lunch (as usual).They were waiting on me to get back as they needed some papers on my desk for a customer. So everyone was looking at me when I walked in the door.

I breeze in and everyone is just staring.

I look down and what do I have in my hand?

My portable breast pump.

I had been in a hurry when I jumped in the car and I guess I never sat it down I just had it in my hand while I was driving. So when I got out of the car I just carried it into work with me. I usually pump in my car in the afternoon since my office is so small that there is really no place for me to go.

Geeeod that sucks. So, do you think they knew what it was? I mean, the bell on it all but has a sign that says, "Put boobie here".

I shoved it under my desk as quickly as possible. Trying to only look a little mortified. Now it is sitting under my desk with my coat on top of it.

I forgot my purse so It looks like I will be carrying out the way I brought it in.

GAH! It's a good thing this is a short week.

Party Planner

I just adore people that can take a picture and capture a story or a feeling. The lighting is always perfect and even just a simple picture of a hand can make you weepy. My husband is one of those people.

He can take a pic of the kids that make me feel warm and fuzzy and I can stand in the exact same spot just seconds later and take the SAME shot and it is just a picture.

I spent 30 minutes trying to practice taking pictures of the baby while he was sleeping and I just couldn't get it right.

Then I forgot my camera completely when I went to E's Christmas party.

I think that is going to be one of my New Years resolutions is to get more familiar with my camera and not let so many moments pass me by.

Yesterday E was the little baby snoozing in my bed or so its feel like it. But no, that was 9 years ago. Nine years from today I hope I remember my new sons soft chubby cheek, covered with his chubby little hand while sleeping peacefully just as vividly as if I would have captured it perfectly on my camera.

I hope when E walks across the stage to receive his diploma, that I remember the scowl from his little pre-preteen face when I absent-mindedly kissed him on the top of his head, in front of all his friends at his Christmas party today. Also, I want to remember the little smile following the scowl that told me he secretly liked it.

I also hope the mother the made the pigs in a blanket remembers to use crescent rolls next time and wasn't too offended when E told the class that mine were so much better. But I hope that he knows that even though I gave him THAT LOOK, I secretly appreciated the complement.

And you really should use crescent rolls when you make pigs in a blanket..they are better.

'O' Yeah

Dear Reebok,

While laying in bed eating my Pizza Collision Doritos and drinking my sweet tea and watching Friends, I saw your commercial for these:





I have to know do they really make your ass look better? Really?

Do they really tone up your legs while you are just casually walking around the house or do you have to use them to hike and run? I mean will they work just being on my feet? Like if I put them on and just stood they poking my ass out like the lady in the commercial. Are they working then?

What about when I am watching tv?

I need to know this before I make the purchase.

At a hundred bucks I need to know that they will do what you say in the commercial. If I can get my butt to look HALF as good as the lady in the commercial then we can get Eric on board. If not I am just going to buy another pair of $45 Adidas

Thank you in advance for appeasing my inquiring mind. Oh yeah, do those little black shorts she wears come with the purchase? If so, I am going to need a little bit bigger size than she is wearing I am sure. After all she OBVIOUSLY has already been wearing her shoes quite a bit.

Sincerely,
Marie at That Special Water.




Dear Frito-Lay,

Because of your Pizza Collision Doritos, I have to order special ass toning shoes. Enclosed is a bill for $50.00.

I am only holding you half responsible for the spreading as I am sure I am half at fault for eating said chips. Its takes two, Frito-Lay, that I know. If you didn't make your Pizza Collision Doritos SO Delicious and now EASIER TO FIND, then we would not be having this conversation.

I need payment by Christmas but if you can't handle the claim by then I will take the money no later than Jan 1st because I don't really see myself worrying TOO much about ass until then.

Thanks so much,
Marie at That Special Water.

The shit that runs through my head

I am so glad that Conner's poop schedule is so that I don't have to change those blowouts. (Thank you Nana)

My grandfather sorta looks like Hugh Hefner and he is a minister. I wonder if anyone else has ever noticed that?

I can't wait to go see Christmas lights tonight.

I wonder if we will have to pull over so I can breast feed.

It's weird how I don't think anything about whipping out a tit in front of Eric's dad.

I would never do that in front of my own dad.

I think it would be weird to breast feed if I had a daughter.

We call Conner a boob man.

That's just weird.

Christmas

15 days till Christmas and I have bought exactly 3 gifts and a few stocking stuffers. I don't feel guilty. I don't feel the anxious about no gifts under the tree. I feel peace.

It's not really about the money even though with being off of work with NO maternity leave pay has left us kind of low on cash, its because our family has everything we could ever need.

Sure there are still some "Santa" gifts to buy but for the most part I am just enjoying the holiday for what it is supposed to be.

The tree is up and our lights outside are beautiful (thanks babe). We are watching Christmas movies and drinking hot chocolate. We went and saw Santa. My children and husband will get time from me this Christmas. Love, hugs and kisses. We will not over schedule ourselves and get crazy about where we go and who we see. There will be no expensive electronics or hot toys that will be forgotten by January, but I hope the memories we give them will last through the year.

My plans are to spend time with E this weekend making cookies and family gifts in our kitchen and family game night.

Next weekend Eric and I will spend Saturday shopping for all of our Christmas gifts we plan to buy while Conner spends the day and night(gulp) with his grandparents and Sunday I will watch E sing in the Christmas play at his church.

This Christmas I feel complete.