Saturday Morning Musings

Oh thank God it is Saturday. No, seriously, this is the best. Having to wake up at 6 a.m. and get the Kid up and ready while avoiding a meltdown has taken a toll on us this first week. The Kid has been an absolute champ and to extend his reign of awesomeness, he slept in until 8 this morning. Best.child.ever. Of course I was up at the crack of dawn because masochist. A friend came by yesterday evening: I had just gotten home and she was like "I have chilled bubbly? Can I drop by?" and I think I already talked about it in the podcast but I will repeat myself and say it was lovely. I put the Kid to bed just after 8 and while he did not fall asleep for a couple of hours, he stayed in bed and babbled and it was just nice to sit on the sofa, light some candles and gab with a girlfriend.

I have to run a couple of mini errands this morning and then around 1:30, we will head down to the Filmcasino for the sensory friendly screening of Ponyo. I imagine the Kid will last about 30 minutes and then we will head back home. Tonight is a friend's 50th birthday and we are meeting at Pizzeria Riva in the 4th and well, I don't think I have to tell you just how much I love pizza. Tomorrow I have to help a friend with her move (the date got pushed back because did you know that contractors sometimes lie?! Shocking!) and of course mentally prepare myself for week 2 of the Kid going to school. Sidenote: As I write this blog post, the Kid is full of energy and excitement and I am just so damn grateful. Super little trooper... I'm talking about myself, obviously.

Yesterday I had an interesting talk with my dear friend D.K. about eating habits in North America vs. Europe and I told her my theory about feminism affecting food options and I am going to have to explain it to a few more people to get more validation that I may be correct so stay tuned for that. If my theory gets debunked then we shall never speak of it again... Speaking of feminism (huzzah!), there was recently a thread on Facebook started by a mom who is heading back to work and who has two toddlers. She was asking for advice about managing it all. There were definitely some very useful pieces of advice (get a nanny, meal prep, cry in the shower (that was mine)) and then there was the fucking mommy shaming (please excuse my use of the word: mommy). A few paraphrased examples were "Can't you work part time?" or the ever helpful "Why can't you be poor and stay home with your kids?" and the always helpful and dependable "I just never could do that." The thread stayed civil somewhat and I was able to share some pieces of wisdom see re: cry in the shower. I've talked about this before ad nauseum but let me say (write) it one more time... I don't care if you stay at home, and I don't care if you work on an oil rig. You do you. But don't you dare judge my choices. Capiche? Also, I've heard this a lot and I love it; think about what you are about to ask a woman regarding kids and work/life balance and think to yourself "Would I ask a man this?" If you wouldn't, then don't ask. The end.

(Actually not the end because I am totally doing a podcast about this in the future). Anyway, we all judge but please do it in the comfort of your own home, in the dark, with a glass of wine and please keep it away from the Internet. Thanks! XOXO! So now I have to do some yoga maybe, head to Bipa and get some things organized and figure out what to wear to dinner tonight that will hide the pizza stains. I hope you all have a fabulous weekend and stay tuned for more blog posts and of course, podcasts because I am a little obsessed! Toodles!

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