no me gusto puke

I must say one of my least favorite things about being a mom is cleaning up puke.  Today the little man threw up after lunch.  I'm taking a guess that it was because he didn't chew his mozzarella cheese properly, as there were large chunks of it that I ended up having to pick up.  Ugh.  He hasn't thrown up since we were in England in November so we had a pretty good track record til now.  I'd forgotten how unpleasant the task was.  Hopefully, it's nothing more than overeating and not chewing properly and he doesn't have something else more serious.  Now that he's been going to playgrounds more often, you never know what he can catch.  I hear stomach viruses can spread like wildfire.

Hmm I've been craving a Shake Shack burger these last few days.  I find if you ignore a craving, which I've been doing, you just think about it way more than you should.  So it looks like I will have to take a trip to Shake Shack soon.  Maybe tomorrow.

In the meantime, I am still unemployed and applying to different jobs with barely a response.  The most I've gotten so far is 2 emailed rejections without even an interview.   It's only been about 2, almost 3, months in my search but I'm starting to feel like my prospects are grim.  I might be going through mid-life crisis.  I've been re-evaluating what I should be doing with my life and I'm not really sure what my next step should be.  Maybe I won't have a choice when I don't have enough money and need to take any job offer I can find but while I do have the luxury of time, I can try to figure this out, although this has been plaguing me for most of my life anyway and I've never really settled on any clear path.  It would be great to start a business and not have to work for someone else but what can that profitable business venture be and do I want to risk going out on my own?  At least the weather is starting to really warm up so my son and I can spend more time enjoying the outdoors while I have the free time. 

almost terrible two's

So my son is now in his 21st month...and he's getting to be quite rambunctious.  He is at the stage where he wants to establish his own authority and do things on his own.  Independence is a good thing but we end up fighting a lot about what he wants to do and what he shouldn't do like run down the street on his own.  Tantrums are starting to abound..throwing things (er..throwing himself on the ground) when he doesn't get his way.  These are fun and exciting times and can sometimes be a trial that really tests my patience.  ah I guess it's a good thing I got laid off as it would have really been difficult to work from home, although I would like to find a job sometime soon.  I don't get a chance to get to my computer these days without him trying to take over..and skype grandpa.  Skype - a blessing and a curse.  Ha.  It's a great way to stay in touch with family and actually feel like you're seeing someone in person.  He is enjoying swim class and has no fear.  He is enjoying the time we spend going to the playgrounds nowadays.  I feel lucky to live in the neighborhood that I do.  Prospect Park alone has so many playground options if you're willing to take a walk.  Yesterday we went to a new playground location which was perfect for his age and then we went to the Prospect Park Zoo.  The Prospect Park Zoo is small and doesn't have as many animals as the Bronx Zoo but it was good enough for us.  I swear if he wasn't strapped into his stroller, he would have dived into the sea lion pit.  It was a beautiful hot day and he fell asleep on the way home.  He's asleep now - that's why I've gotten the opportunity to sneak in a blog post. 

The smell of summer is creeping up...I see posts for all the outdoor concerts and movies, street fairs, etc. for the season.  It's always a fun time in the city because there is so much to do and a lot of it for FREE!  It makes me feel happy and excited to be here even though I've lived here for so long. 

mani/pedi

I haven't had a professional mani/pedi since before Christmas so it's been awhile.  Yes I shouldn't be spending money on such frivolous things since I'm not working but sometimes you just need a little pampering and today was the first day I was alone at home without the baby.  He is with his grandpa today and will be dropped off later this evening.  I thought I should take this moment while I can.  Yes you can do your nails yourself, but it just isn't the same feeling.  Mothers, you can't forget to pamper yourself every now and again.  I know sometimes you get lost in just giving all your spare time to your kids, to your family, etc..but in order to keep your sanity, ladies, you need to give yourself some TLC or get that TLC from your local nail salon.  There's something about someone else brushing paint on your nails.  Every time I get my nails done, I can't sit still for long to allow them to dry fully so of course I already messed them up, but it felt so nice. :) 

double talk

I noticed these days that every time I refer to something when speaking to my son, I tend to say it twice.  Maybe it stems from pee-pee, wee-wee, poo-poo..There's milk-milk, wa-wa for water and ba-ba for banana.  There's my strange nickname for him: pudge-pudge..For auntie, we've now gone with ti-ti.  He can actually say ti-ti so it makes it easier to refer to her that way, although he doesn't really address people.  He can say ma-ma and da-da but it is very rare that he calls me or his dad directly.   

You know what's funny now is he recognizes the Skype symbol on my computer and phone...and he's always insisting on calling someone.  We've been calling grandpa almost daily because of this.  Of course, once we actually get someone on Skype, he loses interest and wants to hang up or change what's on screen so you can't see the person.   Talk about short attention span.

I know boys are crazy active and will tend to get hurt a lot, especially when they get older.  I am so nervous anytime I see him climbing things and running about.  The other night, he lost his balance and fell face first into our coffee table.  He cut his lip.  It was awful but after five minutes he was fine.  I can imagine there will be worse especially if he decides he wants to skateboard or something.  In the playground, I am always right behind him or helping him out.  I'm not sure if I should just let him be and run free.  I can see now why my mom was nervous and never got me a bike when I was little but I hope I don't become super overbearingly over-protective.  I suppose my hubby will balance this side of me out as he was known to be reckless daredevil in his youth..I've heard lots of crazy horror stories.