Dianthe’s Blog

i had to go back to work – and there still aren’t enough hours in the day – my new position is much more time consuming than the phones – but in a good way – and Kidd has some hella cool stuff planned for me, so i’ve been working on that – then add that whole being a mom thing – plus i’m still doing weddings – and i have 2 more things that i’m thinking of adding to the mix – i know, i’m seriously nuts!! and i know i’ve been seriously slacking on the blog thing – and i’m really trying to do better – at least in my head – starting this week, i’m going to try to post every day – but it’ll probably be really short and kind of random – but i gotta start somewhere right??

so in all of the baby and back to work madness, i failed to mention that my sister PASSED THE BAR!!!!!! i am so freaking proud i can’t even stand it – when she called to tell me i immediately started crying – she has been studying since January 2nd – she took 2 different bar prep classes and studied like it was a full time job – and then, last weekend (Mother’s Day weekend), we all trekked out to Houston for her law school graduation – and now that she’s graduated and passed the bar, she’s looking for a job – so if you know of a an opening for a big time attorney,let me know – she’s willing to go anywhere in Texas!!

that’s my baby sister – big time law school graduate!

Dad and Stacie – both graduates of Thurgood Marshall School of Law – can you tell it’s a little humid in Houston???

so the trip to Houston was Sydney’s first road trip – and she was like the perfect child – we drove to Houston with mom and surprisingly, she slept the ENTIRE way – this is a child who ha sbeen known to scream the minute i get the car seat in the car – but she slept the entire 4 hours drive – i prepared a bottle and everything – and she didn’t even need it! i was SHOCKED!! then at the graduation ceremony, she was perfect – no crying, no fussy pants – we went to dinner afterwards, she was wonderful – we got back to the hotel, she went right to sleep – we went to breakfast – no fussing – we went to Stacie’s – perfection – we went shopping and i carried her in the sling – greatness – she was like the most perfect child ever!! even at the airport, she was in a good mood and way cooperative with mommy – and good thing too, because those TSA morons were no help at all!! see, it was just me and Sydney because Kelley stayed home – and we flew Southwest which was greatness, as always – but the TSA people – not so much – so we flew home Saturday afternoon and there was hardly anyone at the airport – when we got ready to go through security, there was NO ONE in the line – no one in front of us and no one behind us – and since i had Sydney, i went through Southwest’s new family friendly security line – so everything should have been easy-peasy right? so here i go with Sydney in her carrier, me carrying my purse, my small carry on rolling suitcase and the diaper bag – the first problem is when i handed TSA jerk #1 my boarding pass – i have the carrier on my left hand, my purse on my right shoulder and i’m pulling the suitcase (which has the diaper bag wrapped around the handle) with my right hand – the TSA guy is sitting on his stool at the entry way and he asks for my boarding pass and reaches his hand out – i hand it to him but there’s still about 5 or 6 inches between us – now hear i am with my load – do you think MR. Lazy TSA could step one foot off of his stool to reach the 6 inches to my boarding pass?? of course not – instead he just stood there looking at me – i stood there just long enough for me to contemplate going off on him but quickly decided it wasn’t worth my time or effort and moved the extra 6 inches and went on about my business – then i get to the machines – of course i have to put everything in a tray, pull out my 2 baggies (one with toiletries and one with baby meds) and push everything down the line because it’s not like there’s a conveyor belt – oh yeah, and i still have to take Sydney out of the carrier and push the handle down and flip it over to send it through the x-ray machine – do you think the 4 TSA agents who are 10 feet away chatting away could be bothered to offer their assistance – yeah, right – they didn’t even skip a beat but they did stand there and watch while i struggled to get everything together – and they didn’t forget to remind me to take off my flip flops – you know the ones with the 1/8 inch sole that might me hiding some dangerous weapon – yeah, thanks for all of your help … JERKS!!! but i did manage to make it to the gate with no help (even though several very nice people offered) and the Southwest flight attendants and other passengers were very patient as i got situated on the plane – and thankfully Sydney was awesome – she got fussy a couple of times, but as soon as i took her out of the seat and held her, she was great – i’ve heard that it’s super easy to fly with a baby but that once they hit toddler age, not so much – so i’m thinking once she hits walking age, she’ll be staying at mom’s until she’s about 5 or 6 – that doesn’t make me a bad mom does it???

Sydney Jane’s first flight – my first flight was on Southwest also – but i was 5 years old!!

i cried watching Kimora Lee Simmons “Life in the Fab Lane” – her daughters have naturally curly hair – and in preparation for the Baby Phat fashion show, she let the 8 year old get her hair blown out – Kimora cried because she felt like her daughter was growing up – are you kidding me – i cried before Kimora did – i’m talking hands-over-my-mouth-tears-streaming-down-my-face crying – which i’m assuming that Sydney will one day have just like her mom – and i am nowhere near prepared for her to grow up – she’s already 3 months old – she weighs almost 13 pounds – how did we get here? i’m SO not prepared for this – i mean, just look at this picture – this child is well on her way to grown!!

she’s got her model pose already – like mother like daughter!!!!

embarassing mom story of the week – so no matter how often i file Sydney’s nails, they are still as sharp as Freddy Krueger’s – and when she gets tired, she tends to grab at her face – so every once in a while, she’ll end up with a scratch or two – and before you suggest mittens, just know that Houdini has a way of removing anything, mittens, socks, hairbows … anyway – i read somewhere that breastmilk is like a natural Neosporin – and i’ve tried it – whenever she gets a little scratch, i just rub a little breastmilk on it and it heals right up – like in a day – so, the other day she has a scratch so i’m gonna just whip out the boob and give her a little milk, right – but instead of getting a small drop of milk when i squeeze my boob, i get a Windex like stream right to the face – um, yeah – welcome to motherhood!!