Friday, May 29, 2009

Doctor's Orders

Emily's nemesis is tummy time. Oh, how she hates tummy time. She hates it so much that she managed to roll over on one occasion at 4 weeks to get out of it. If I can get 5 minutes out of her in the process of a day, I call it a success.

When I took Emily in for her 4 month shots, I asked the pediatrician about it. His recommendation: put her on a pillow in front of the TV. That's right. Her pediatrician is telling me my child needs to watch more TV. And what do you know, it works like a charm. Soak it up, Emily. This is probably the only time in your life you have doctor-sanctioned TV time.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I'm so (horti)cultured

For my mother's day present, Rob took me out to pick out things for our very own garden. We've had good intentions for a garden on several occasions. At one point we bought a potted flower, a pot to put it in, and some soil. But then the pot broke before we could plant the flower, and we never got around to buying another, so the flower died and we drove around with soil in our trunk for several months. Our next apartment came with a window box that already had soil in it, but it was July before we got time to go the store to pick something out, and we decided it was probably too late. But this year the stars alligned, and I am the proud owner of two tomato plants, some marigolds, and a gerber daisy plant.

Aren't you proud of me?

Friday, May 15, 2009

Reality in Fantasy

*Spoiler alert - don't read this if you're over a season behind on Lost*
For those of you Lost fans out there, you know what I mean when I say that the show is getting weirder and weirder. I've been running over theories in my brain (OK, and I went to Lostpedia and looked at some other people's theories; I'm infinitely amused by just how weird the ideas people come up with are, and the effort they put into them), and it has made me think a lot about the fantasy kinds of genres and what crazily impossible things I will accept, and which I do not. I'm perfectly comfortable accepting that characters are traveling through time, there is a weird monster running around the island, and certain characers never age, but I can't accept that a nursing baby is able to survive for several days on a life raft without its mother. Come on, have you ever seen an inflatable life raft that includes baby formula? I think not. That was so unrealistic. You could argue that you've never seen somebody travel through time, but is that really the same thing?
I have similar feelings about other forms of entertainment. I can accept that teenage wizards are running around in the Harry Potter books turning rats into teacups (now that I think about it, why do they even bother teaching them that spell? Has any wizard ever really said, "oh no, I have an expected house guest, let me just transform Templeton here into a teacup"?), but I find all the sections defining wandlore completely illogical and improbable. I'll read the Twilight books and accept that teenage werewolves and vampires are running around, but find Edward's dialogue unrealistic. I'll watch some sort of sci-fi adventure and accept that they are flying around on spaceships and interacting with alien species, but think that it is annoyingly unrealistic that the hero is able to shoot his target every time, but the 400 people shooting at him keep missing.
I really wonder how our brains come to a sense of the "rules" in different imaginary worlds, and how we decide when they have been violated. Do you guys have any funny examples of when you'll accept some laws being broken, but not others? Or am I the only one who thinks about things like this?

Monday, May 11, 2009

Family, Try 2

Still a somewhat goofy face from Emily, but here is another attempt at a family picture.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mothers Day

OK, the picture is old, but I wanted one that had both my mother and my daughter in it. I know it has been said so often, it is cliche to say it, but now that I am a mother, I have a new appreciation for my own mother. Part of this is for the typical reasons - you don't understand until you've done it what it means to feed a baby every 2 hours, to try to comfort a baby that has bad gas, and to feel so responsible and helpless all at the same time. But the biggest reason I have a new appreciation for my mother is for all the support, love, and advice she has given me since I have become a mother. I had some unexpected problems in the transition to motherhood, and I was blown away by how my mom (and my dad, but this is a mother's day post) dropped everything and rallied around me to give me the help I needed. It made me feel immensely loved, and their advice and service was priceless. I am so grateful for them, and don't know what I would have done without them.

I love you mom, and I love all you mothers out there.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

A conversation that pretty much sums up my day yesterday...

Me: "I didn't have time for it until 8pm, but showering and getting dressed that late still counts for something, right?"
Rob: "Of course. Why bother showering before Emily pees all over you?"