Mrs. Priss

Well, I go back to the office in a little over a week…

:(

… I can’t believe how quickly my maternity leave flew by. The past five weeks have made me truly, truly spoiled, especially since Justin’s been home with us girls most of the time. Thinking about being in the office again and not at home with my loves (and my licorice stash) has me pretty sad, so I’ve been trying to concentrate on the positives.

1. Getting dressed up.  Or just getting dressed, period. Yoga pants and nursing tanks have been my daily ensemble and yyyyeah, it’s about as cute as it sounds. I can’t wait to get back into some cute, dressy things and have an opportunity to wear my two new pairs of heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeels. They make me feel normal.

2. Starbucks, my most beloved addiction. I pass 4 different stores on my way to work… no one has that sort of will-power, especially me.

That’s about it.

I will miss pretty much everything about being at home, I’m not gonna lie. Except not having satellite. Have I mentioned that yet? How we are the only tenants in this complex whose signal is blocked by A FLIPPING TREE? I’ve been on a steady diet of The George Lopez Show and Dr. Phil for the past few months since we only have the basic channels and let me tell ya, it’s been really great. Peachy, even. I’m sure that if I didn’t have Netflix to entertain me, I would have stabbed my eyes out some sort of rusted, pointy object by now.

We’ll see how well I deal with this working mom thing. I’ve never wanted anything more than to stay home with my kids, but I’m going to give this an honest shot and see how it goes. It’ll definitely be a challenge. To the ladies who manage to work on top of every other wifely/motherly duty, do you have any tips for me? Share, share. :)

It’s official. I fail.

It’s been a whole month since Madeline arrived and changed just about everything in our comfortable little lives… and it’s pretty obvious how my blogging time has taken a hit, along with everything else. Holy crap, I never would have imagined how time consuming these little buggers are! But that’s not what this post is about… because I’m refusing to solely be a mommy blogger. REFUSE, I tell you.

I actually wanted to talk a little about me and what I’ve been up to during the past 4 weeks. Liiiike, not cooking, for example.  Or cleaning. Well, I did vacuum on Christmas Eve before my family came over, but only the front room where I knew they’d be hanging out, and only because there was visible debris on the carpet and it was kind of embarrassing and ridiculous… not like it actually needed vacuuming or anything silly like that.

The whole losing the baby weight thing is actually going pretty well, surprisingly. I’m going to be honest here — I ate like a freaking cow during the pregnancy (meaning, ice cream… every night) and managed to gain about 50 pounds. Insane, right? Well, with the breastfeeding and new diet of red licorice and peanut butter — not together, like it matters — I’ve somehow managed to lose 30 pounds in a month. Not too bad. I’m far from my size 6 pants and my stomach does have that oh-so-enviable extra inch of flab, but I’m dealing with my new body pretty well.

Okay, I totally just lied. I haaaaaaaate it and am having major fatty issues and absolutely cannot wait to be able to wear something that doesn’t give me muffin top. aslkdjalsdkfjalksdjfl;askdjf. Shopping today did make it a little better though. Cute new clothes will do wonders for your mental health. This is why I aim to shop for a new outfit 4 to 5 days a week from now on. Because sanity is important to me.

Anyway. Here’s a video that might make you gag. Enjoy! (Me + no makeup OR bra on the internet… I can’t believe I’m posting this…)

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The funny thing is (well, maybe funny is not the right word choice), we took this 2 minutes earlier:

Bipolar much?

With all the craziness that comes with a newborn, it’s been quite a challenge keeping up with the normal household things. The nesting phase that struck me before Madeline arrived was insane — cooking, cleaning, organizing EVERYTHING in the apartment… I was a machine.  Now? Not so much.

I’m starting to learn how women do it all and still have time for their baby, their husband, and themselves. It’s all possible with good time management.  I mean, when you have to sit down every few hours just to breastfeed, not to mention burp, change a diaper, change an outfit (spit up bites the big one), and hello?? cuddle that sweet baby, it’s easy to lose track of time and see that it’s 2:00 in the afternoon and you still haven’t eaten breakfast.

Sooo, all that to say this — I’m taking you all on my little new-mom-experimental-time-management-journey. This blog was originally intended to be an outlet for my girlieness (is that a word?), so from now on I’ll be trying to keep you all updated on how I’m working those 4″ heels into my new, baby-filled life. I’m determined to be a loving, doting, organized, clean, cooking, stylish (and skinny) mom… it can be done!

• took a shower and managed to wash and condition my hair
• shaved my legs for the first time in a month (never mind the fact that I only went up to my knees)
• filed exactly 2 of my nails — only the super jagged ones get my special attention these days
• slapped some lotion on my neglected old lady elbows
• tip-toed into the baby’s room to make sure she was still asleep
• sang the Hallelujah chorus (silently…in my head) when I saw that she was still sleeping
• ate a few Red Vines, my postpartum obsession
• flipped through a new magazine and realized how out of touch I’ve been with recent celeb gossip
• realized that not knowing what LC wore this week isn’t such a bad thing
• wrote this post

FYI, I have a bunch of new posts lined up… I won’t be neglecting my blog for much longer, I promise!