Should We Do This In English?

Pure luxury. We escaped to Montreal minus the bean for an extended weekend (courtesy of Grammy and Grampy’s babysitting and dog walking services) and all we have to prove our “international” travel are 4 pictures of the Notre Dame Cathedral, numerous “slightly-Euro” gifts and a ridiculous new tolerance for alcohol. But that was the point. It was all about activities that had nothing to do with nap time, snack bags of cheddar bunnies or waking up before 7am. Well, I had a hard time sleeping in the first morning but I blame that on my insistent body clock. I quickly fell into line.

We walked, we shopped, we drank, we ate, and then we drank some more. It was beyond lovely and just the right amount of time away from home. Stinkerbean herself did great back home and only had a few sad moments of missing us. It was clear she was too busy having fun to lament our absence.

Thank you Grammy and Grampy. We couldn’t have done it without you. And, thank you Montreal for our new catchphrase, “Perfect,” and for schooling your citizens in English as well as French!

Notre Dame Cathedral in Montreal, QC Canada.

Multi-purpose post

Let’s get this thing started. If you must know, I’ve actually been adding to the blog in my head but have not had a chance to actually involve the Internet in the technical aspects of publishing. Details.

We just returned from a short trip to see our dear friends the Cara, Bob, Kieran and Kelly B.

It’s always a blast to hang out with them and, in the end, makes me long for friends that actually live in the same city I do. It’s an amazing concept.

I’m in an interesting spot here in Jersey. I’m no longer a new mom, really. Well, I’m kinda new, but I don’t want to be tagged as a new mom. It just conjures images of a desperate woman crying in her maternity jeans with “way too big” mama undies peeking out of her elastic waist band. New moms haven’t brushed their teeth or combed their hair, and I want to note that I am well beyond that stage. So, I’m not that eager to jump into the “new moms” groups out here in the burbs. I’m done talking about my birth experience.

Those first few months really propelled me to reach out and meet people. I was setting up coffee groups, lunch dates, play groups, etc. I was busy and involved and it was exhasuting. I just can’t sustain that level of outgoing-ness. Now, I want to just sit back and enjoy the fruits of my social labor. I want to hang out with the people I already know but I’ve found myself a newbee in a new town having to make connections all over again. It’s tough moving 3 times in 6 years.

Where are the cool mom “match.com” services when you need them? Simply said, I need 3 new best friends within walking distance of my house that also have at least one child under one year of age.

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The other stage I have found myself in is the “what did I do with my body stage.” At six months, I feel I have reached a certain stride with my mothering style. I’m back in my own groove, so to speak, but someone stole my body and replaced it with mush. I will tell you what, there is nothing to inspire some weight-loss more than a full color picture of yourself. Phew, I gotta lose some poundage. It’s time.

KKCs For-evah