what momma writes

mc-bumperson is the name. growing is the game. week twenty-something-or-other. not keeping total track when i take them b.c. i am not banking on getting to week 40  and  then boom  there will be a baby. patience. (and trials of mind games??)

these are "my" kids. i have referred to them as "my" kids since college  and well, one of them wasn't even born at that point. my friends prolly thought i had issues talking about "my" kids,  but they all knew what kids i was talking about. i have watched these precious' grow up and it has been quite the joy. i met anthony when he was idk, 8m or so and instantly fell in love. i watched him in high school in the summers and on the weekends. we have some roots. it is so hard to believe he is 14. not just double digits, not just a teen, but capital ONE, capital FOUR! i met nicholas day 2 he was home from the hospital.  he was such a little peanut, the lil preemie, but you'd never know! noodle man was the perfect addition. i adored watching 2 boys and we had oh, so much fun. i went off to college and along came annie. we all swore she would be a danny. met this lil dove about 20 minutes into the world! who'd a thought a girl... and i r

john and i had good intentions of having people over for a lovely house warming party in spring and then summer but uh, a little nugget appeared and things got busy and wallets became tighter so here is a little peek of our home. old character. happy lighting. my green window. pot and pan board. homely touches. sun rooms. a favorite lamp. a long hallway. baby room gather-age. sorry some pics are so small, but it's just a peek. we are enjoying our space.

a niece turns 2! i can't believe how old she looks with her big girl ponytail. i almost didn't recognize her. it was a little rainy at first,  but the kiddies ate pizza, played in the park and had giggle fests. although i didn't catch a smile, i think this picture is perfect. h#2bd to our hazelton!

i have a list of things i want to do pre child. not sure if i am going to make the deadlines. perhaps writing this will hold me more accountable- i'd love to come back and post and say i did them all. on time. Register - 8/1/11 Sign up for Birthing Class - 8/5/11 Re-Organize Budget - 8/5/11 Hire Doula - 8/30/11 Finalize Maternity Leave Crap - 9/9/11 Re-organize clothes and closets - 9/10/11  Build Closet and Baby Room Shelving - 9/15/11 (compliments of Vince) Order Wedding Photo Prints for Album - 9/17/11 Wedding Prints to Frame - should we wait post baby? Firm Up Child.care 9/30/11 White Board/Dry Erase/Dinner Board - 10/15/11 Blog Make-Over - 10/20/11 Legally Change Name - 10/23/11 Complete a Birth Binder - 11/1/11 Read Breastfeeding Book(s)- 11/5/11 these are among many other non baby related "to do" list items. maybe it's unrealistic to have these goals all pre-baby. but, i know my life, time and priorities will change dramatically so i am trying to pla

better late than never. just a few shots from some local markets. ah. so many little gems. so many creative cats. good cincinnati energy. the city flea   hyde park farmers market graeter's ice cream $1.41 cent cone day. yum.

another appointment come and gone. nothing out of the ordinary, but i love getting you all checked out. today's bpm is 148. you must be growing like a weed (er, human)  since sora could actually hear with the fetoscope .  last month she still was using the doppler. my belly is measuring 29 cm, again right on target. this excerpt is from babycenter which i also receive weekly.  and i find it interesting: " if people are telling you that you look smaller or bigger than you should at this point,  remember that each woman grows — and shows — at her own rate.  What's important is that you see your practitioner for regular visits  so she can make sure your baby's growth is on track."  ain't that the truth. i'm feeling pretty on target with you,  but i feel as if some people think i should be larger. well there is a time and place for that and for me i am hoping it to be in month 8 and 9. that is plenty long to be larger. you supposedly are about a 1 lb. sora

not like-able things II when my thumb forgets to be green. (i do have a thriving section of jades. perhaps i'll save it for "things i like") socks with NO matches. how does this A.L.W.A.Y.S. happen??? cicadas that think you are a friend. elm tree droppings! these things ruined my life for a few weeks.  i kept sweeping the back of the driveway and they just kept falling. lost. cause. luckily once they have ALL fallen.  well, they have all fallen. 

...raised by pockets. it is my duty as an auntie to be able to brag about pockets. you don't really attain these duties/privileges for your own children. (at least publicly) obviously i would swoon over her by merely sharing the same family as she,  but really, she is a neat kid. and damn it, she raised the bar. not just a little, but A LOT! i have joked time and again how screwed we may be. not only is she adorable with her olive skin, blond little bitty hair  and piercing dark brown eyes and red lips,  she also is a little ball of personality, adventure and spice.  early on she was trying to emulate mouth movements to words and sounds and wanting to imitate everything and move. i mean hell, she rolled over at 3 weeks or something insane! unstoppable.  at 15 m.o. her vocabulary consists of just some of the following: mama, dada, pawpaw, blueberry, strawberry, manana (banana), babah (passy), drink, nurse, hi, bye, dog, moo, shhhhh, meow, more, again, yes, no, cracker, dude (alt

i had a plan. it was to wear my empire waisted shirts and dresses through pregnancy. Capital FAIL. what i didn't realize is that i need to account for more than just a growing tummy. yesterday i had to try on 3 shirts before i could find a fit for work. it seems my flat chested shirts are no longer work-able since i have grown a  couple cup sizes - -  (thanks mary for the bras) i guess i didn't account for a) how small i was and how great that was and  b) that i would actually not be able to fit into these shirts and dresses. bummer. so down to basement closet the go. to sit. and wait.  a few of my fateful shirts that can't be worn. tear. i have been pretty blessed in the fact that i have a decent amount of dresses  that are still working ok and was able to borrow some clothes from a high school pal and my sister.  i think i am pretty set for Fall. thank you Kathy + Lea working on switching closets... quite a task. (however if anyone has any maternity tanks or dresses

my 6 foot cousin snapped some of these shots from my aunt's wedding. although they have nothing to do with the wedding, it is absolutely necessary that i share. these old skool 8 inch heels some how ended up at the reception.  boom. i saved the best for last. duh. for those of you that share in the vertical challenge i can assure you this was so interesting  to live life for 5 minutes in another person's shoes.  adding a whole head height and seeing people eye to eye was a world i never knew... and - sadly  we joked how we would actually get a better raise or more respect in the work place  if it weren't for being challenged in the vertical department. but, that's the life we live. you're welcome. side note: not only did lea, my mom and i try these suckers on,  but aunts, my grama (yes grama) and the bride sported them as well.

perhaps it's not appropriate to correlate this song with my little nugget bar but i can't help think of the refrain when you are doing your somersaults and such. this song  normally makes me think of college and night's worth of dancing at Tim's. and  really, i don't even like to dance all that much. but,  i certainly danced to this number.  and i certainly like when you dance. in the words of OutKast: i like the way you move. you are so vibrant come 8:30/9 PM until well, i fall asleep. sometimes i will stay awake with my hands on my bellie b.c. i am addicted to your movement. i'm not sure if this is your most active time or the time when i am most present or both. occasionally in the afternoon after i eat lunch i feel you jiggle around some,  but i have a feeling you are a nite owl. reason number 2 you maybe could be a girl. (reason #1 is your length) tonite i couldn't stop laughing at you moving. i finished dinner and you just were dancing away. danc