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summer pages.

Chickens, I admit that I fell asleep watching The West Wing at 8:15 last night.

To be fair, Theo set the tone of the evening by passing out at 6:30, so it was just an early one for us.

I also admit to you that I’m listening to Raffi sing about bath time making him feel like a baby whale louder than I should be this morning.

It’s a new life I live in, chickadees.

I don’t hate it.

Theo’s currently gumming a whale rattle in his crib, so basically, everything’s right in the world.

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So I’ve dug into my pile of summer reading on the train, and I’ve already finished The Good Daughters by Joyce Maynard.

I started in on Maynard’s Labor Day and have making my way through all of her books. I’m in this weird place (or have been, for a couple of years) where I start in on a topic obsessively, like Theodore Roosevelt or the last Russian Tsar, and when I finally come up for breath I’m exhausted.

So this summer, I’m trying to take a few pauses for fiction in between. I like the way Maynard writes, good and fiction-y without complicated sentence structure or plots that are too chick-lit-ish for me. The characters are messed up, but you can relate.

I mean, I can relate.

They only take me a couple of days to race through though, so by mid-week, I’m onto my next venture, which is Sugar, Salt, Fat: How the Food Giants Hooked Us. I have a feeling I know what’s coming, since it’s about the industrialization of food in America and how the major food companies are woven tightly into it and we can all guess how this ends, but it’s a good reminder to stay away from the processed options even though I’m busy and have to be in bed by 8:30.

I’ll keep you posted, chicks.

What’s everyone else got on their list this summer? I’m looking to round out my “to read” shelf on Goodreads!

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a good looking place.

Morning, chickadees!

We hit Monday so fast that the weekend feels a little bit like a blur, but I’m left with the general feeling that it was very good.

It was full of yoga and errands and hanging out on a boat.

The city’s a good looking place, chicks.

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It still takes my breath away, after a decade. Hanging on a boat to celebrate CJ’s bday was a great opening event to another summer in Chicago.

Also this weekend: lots of time outside with my favorite Boo, in which I attempted to teach him the art of the selfie. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately, I haven’t quite decided yet), it turns out that Theo is simply not into this particular art form of self reflection.

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I can’t say I blame him.

This week is another full one: hot, stormy weather is in the forecast, and my team returns from Las Vegas with plenty of stories about our conference.

I’ve also managed to nab six books from the library (another example of my tendency to over-use my hold privileges), which means I’ve got a lot to look forward to during the train ride.

Reviews to follow, of course.

But first, T and I have a commute to confront. Enjoy this one, chickadees!

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grateful in the feelings jar

Chickens!

It’s Friday! How awesome!

Caffeine- it keeps me moving.

Since on the weekends, I generally don’t post (because I’m too busy hanging out with Boo), I wanted to make sure that I took a minute to do a little bit of a Father’s Day shout out.

First, my dad. He’s silly and makes great cosmos, and he always shows up, even when he’s busy.

Plus, he’s the only person in my family who will watch sports with me.

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Also, JW- man, this guy turned out to be a good dad (like I had a doubt). He’s a get up in the middle of the night/carry everything to the car/singing songs/calling our baby Mr. Wigglesworth/rocking Theo to sleep kind of Dad, and Boo and I are both extremely lucky that he’s in our family.

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Also, not to be forgotten on this Father’s Day: my awesome Poppy, who looks not a day over 60, works out more than I do, and keeps me updated on the Cubs so I never fall behind. I’m one lucky girl to be surrounded by all the best Dads.

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Happy Father’s Day to all my favorite people this weekend- enjoy it, you deserve it!

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every kind of celebration

Morning chickens!

We’re running around crazy during this one, gulping coffee and swinging Boo into the shower in an attempt to get out on time, but let me pause for one moment, because today is an important day.

It’s my baby sister’s birthday!

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My little sister is dark haired and dark eyed, opposite me, but just like me, also.

She’s never let me down, even when I’ve bossed her right into a corner.

She taught me about yoga, even though I thought it was dumb (it is obviously not dumb), she helps me with everything I’m not good at and she is (a lot of things, chickens), and she’s my bff even though she lives in California.

My favorite thing to say about Jennie is that I don’t remember a time before her, and it’s true. One, I was little, so that makes sense. However, I pretty much choose to believe that I’ve blocked it out because I have no interest in a Jennie-less world.

So today, let’s celebrate a little sister who has taught me more things than I can count, and made me laugh so hard I’ve cried.

The other day she posted a video of a cooked lobster named Marvin pretending to plead for its life on Facebook, and I cackled so hard I was in stitches.

It seemed like something you would do, she said.

Even at 28, I love it best when she still wants to be like me (although I don’t always understand why)

Happy Birthday Sorella, I love you!

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staying as long as you’d like.

Chickens, it’s Friday.

Which means two days of visiting pals, doing some shopping, and hanging out with Boo.

What’s better than that?

Also pretty awesome: I have managed to get myself into a pair of jeans that I have not even thought about pulling on since I got pregnant.

It’s the small victories, chicks.

Last night, we took a long, looping walk around the park, lulling T to sleep and watching tiny little kids struggling under giant bat bags.

We also ran into Tobin (and his family, lest you think my godson wanders the neighborhood on my own) and let him basically climb into Theo’s stroller to get another peek.

Despite spending eight hours a day together, apparently, this does not get old to Tobin, which I obviously love.

We were getting ready to take off when my favorite two-year old looked at me and said, “No, don’t go yet!”

I complied, and melted into a puddle until he proclaimed ten minutes later, “You can go now!”

If you don’t have access to the hilarity of a toddler, you should remedy that immediately.

And with that, I’m off to get to this one. Crossing my fingers it’s short and sweet and leads to a beautiful weekend!

 

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bad timing and interesting finds.

Just a couple of quick things on this early Thursday morning.

1. Yesterday during dinner we put Theo in the swing, unbuckled and in front of us, because he generally sits nicely while we eat. However, last night was the end of that, as I noticed him wriggling with all he had to try and escape.

Onto the ceramic tiles.

Harnessed for life, buddy, the time has come.

2. Three nights in a row is the level of success we’re having in the crib. The best part of this (oh, besides the fact that I’m sleeping so much I almost feel like a normal human?) is that Theo wakes himself up cackling every morning.

Adorable.

3. This morning, right before heading out to work, JW was holding Boo, and he threw up, directly into Jon’s shirt pocket.

After cleaning himself off, JW also found a cheerio in said pocket.

Can’t blame that on baby, you guys.

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Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it this morning: we’re headed straight for the weekend.

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Getting into it.

Morning, chickadees!

Just a quick one today, as I’m still figuring out how to get this whole little family up and out the door on time.

I believe we know I’ve never been good at being punctual.

And someone is a lazy bones.

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T started daycare this week, and I’m back in the swing of things at work, and from this, I have a few observations:

1. It is a guarantee that I will get home and T will be starving. This means a baby pass off, in which JW tosses Theo to me, I feed him, and then he throws up all over my work clothes.

Got me again, little baby.

2. While in a perfect world T would hang in a cube with me all day, sending him to A’s all day hasn’t been too painful. A bonus: A big hug from my godson Tobin every morning when I show up with the baby. He also kisses T several times and calls him “my baby” all day. 

What’s cuter than that?

3. Coming home to my baby is so much more exciting than any other work activity.

Including happy hour.

I know.

4. I’m about to boycott meetings. I absolutely did not miss a meeting on maternity leave.

And with that, I’m off to get Boo ready to head out and to battle the Disney magnet school parents for a parking spot.

Yesterday, I somehow ended up in the student drop off lane.

I was student-less.

Some things never change, chickens.

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sunshine and almost weekends.

Morning chickadees!

It’s a sunny one out there!

So far, my reentry into the working world has been fairly smooth, except that I’ve had to bring my voice down about two octaves and meetings are far less exciting than when Theo cackles at me.

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You can’t win ’em all, is what I’m thinking on that one.

In other news, it seems like the weather has finally taken a permanent turn away from the snow, so I’m trying to appreciate that for the miracle that it is.

It also means my return to the CTA has been kind of a sweaty one.

Even though the woman sitting next to me yesterday was straight up wearing gloves for no logical reason.

Welcome back, Nikki, is what that seemed to be saying to me.

And now I’m off for a couple more snuggles, songs, and laughs before heading downtown and starting a day with back to back meetings until five (how did that happen, already? My brain’s not quite ready for that). Two days until the beautiful long weekend that signifies that we survived the winter, chickens.

And what’s better than that?

Nothing, I submit.

Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it, chicks!

 

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all the good things are here.

Morning, chickens!

I am here to report that yesterday was not bad at all. I was happy to lay eyes on my coworkers, put on real clothes, and come home to my sweet baby at the end of the day.

I explained my guilt over not being too emotional about my return to work, and my wise friend MC looked me in my eyes and said something to the effect of “I think that we shouldn’t feel badly for feeling the wrong feelings.”

She’s one of the smartest people in that village I mentioned yesterday.

Also yesterday: big, awesome news!

My two dear friends MC (a different one than above, just as smart) and MM were engaged last night, and we had a party to celebrate.

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Sorry that this is a phone picture, and that my arm’s in it, but I have no time to be cropping things this morning.

Also: you may notice MC’s shirt looks a little dirty, which is simply because her sister pelted her with silly string upon her arrival to the event.

It didn’t come out as easy as we had hoped.

However, it was great to be on scene right after the engagement, and I am so excited for the next wedding rolling our way.

So is Theo, who of course made an appearance at the bar, because it turns out we’ve decided to be those kind of parents.

And we’re cool with that.

And now, I’m off to finish up, jet out of here, and work through another day. Enjoy the sunshine, chickens!

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i wanna look back and say/i did all that i could

Ok chickadees.

Today is my first day back at the office.

I’m taking all the deep breaths for this one.

Generally speaking, I am one lucky duck. I’m heading back to a job that I like, and T is hanging with JW and my mom this week, so the daycare drop off doesn’t start until next week.

On the topic of daycare, I am 100% in love with where he’s headed (oh, another blessing is here, is what A proclaimed when she saw T for the first time, and who doesn’t love that), and so that’s one less thing to worry about.

Also, I know this guy’s got Theo’s back, and what’s more reassuring than that?

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Here though, on the precipice of my next step, I’d like to report on a few things I learned/did/experienced in my first 12 weeks of being someone’s mom.

I promise that now that I’m unleashed on the world at large again, I might post about things other than my sweet baby sometimes.

But only sometimes.

Anyway, here’s a list of interesting things I’ve learned on this ride so far:

1. I will never be a napper. Despite everyone reassuring me that I would turn into one upon birthing a child, I have never been able to sleep when T sleeps, and have taken a total of 2 naps during maternity leave.  Please keep this in mind when you talk to me and I make no sense.

2. When you have to do something for someone who depends on you, you have a way better shot at buckling down and doing it. Before I had T, you couldn’t pay me to drive, well, anywhere. If I couldn’t walk or hop on the bus, I probably wasn’t doing it. When you’ve got a baby who needs to hit the doctor’s office for a wellness visit, it’s embarrassing to panic because you’re worried about how many left turns you’re gonna have to make. T needing me to show up for him made me show up for myself (and kick that sad I can’t drive excuse for good- unless I want JW to take the wheel, that is).

3. I have re-learned every song that Raffi has ever recorded. I now consider this one of my greatest skills (which is probably why I need to go back to work now).

4. It takes a village, and I have the best village there is. I’m still eating meals out of my freezer, you guys. And my friends have been there for walk taking, advice giving, baby admiring, and reassuring me that I’m on the right track. My sister-in-law has brought me approximately one million tiny outfits for T. My mom has been hanging with me and T big time, feeding me constantly, and telling me funny things about when my siblings and I were little that make me realize that this is all just a journey and it’s cool that I don’t have all the answers.

Also, I lucked out in the husband department. I am 100% convinced T couldn’t have made out with a better dad than this guy.

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5. My mantra is still fake it ’til you make it. And there is not one thing wrong with that.

6. It’s been only 12 weeks, but man, my life is so much sweeter with this little guy in it.

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Enjoy the sunshine chickadees, and throw a little good energy in the direction of my day!

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