The name is Cel. I'm a mother of two & have been happily engaged to their father for what seems like an eternity. I was an old school blogger back in 2001 but stopped when I started working.
Now I'm back cause I'm temporarily a SAHM & I'm supposed to have better things to do other than sit on my ass while eating bon bons & watching soap operas (I've done neither, well maybe sitting on my ass eating fudgsicles,
but that's a whole different story). I like to take pictures, discover new tracks (music), read books on Asian American history (ok, ok, chick lit too),play video games, & I love make-up artistry. Yes, I'm that dorky. I also enjoy long walks on the beach barefoot while
viewing the sunset, candlelit dinners, & long-stemmed red roses. By the way, I'm a Scorpio. My fiancé says I spend too much time on the computer. Now I'll be spending more. Neener neener neener.
I really need to start keeping up with this thing. So, what's new? Nothing really. I don't know if that's a good or not but things have been pretty much the same around here. The daughter is now 7 years old (I'm a mother of a SEVEN year old!) and the son is a year old.
My daughter is such a great little girl. She's an awesome big sister and she's very protective of him. She tries just as hard as me to help him calm down when he's upset and she loves to show him off to her friends. She's doing great in school as well. Her reading skills have improved since she started 2nd grade and now prefers to read over watching the Disney channel. Shocker, I tell ya. However, she is at that age when she asks a billion questions and really wants to know the answers to all of them. Yeah. Not so great.
I can't believe my son is already one! He's always on the move now. Walking all over the house, trying to climb up and down the couches and beds, and chases the cat around. He likes to play "tag" too, except he walks really really fast since he doesn't know how to run yet. He's such a talker too. He can say "Momma", "Dada", "Nana" (his sister), "Kit" (kitty), "Gamma" (Grandma), and his favorite word of all time: "UP!". Up on the couch, pick me up, up off of the high chair, up off of the car seat, up, up, up!
I am in awe at how much you've grown and learned this past year: from the mere head control that you had at just a few weeks to learning how to crawl, now walking! Or how you like to mimc our every move by helping mommy dust, "talking" on the phone, or grabbing the Wii controller to play Wii Sports. I am amazed each day.
You've got the biggest personality and you know it. Whenever we pick up your sister at school you sqeal in delight once your see her face and when daddy won't give you a piece of his beef jerkey you'll yell in discontent. Actually, anytime you don't get your way you will let anyone know you are not a happy camper. You're a curious little one too. Climbing onto the couch and walking all the way to the edge or watching your sister during karate class so intently, almost studying their every move. And I'm sure Buddy is plotting revenge on you for all those times you grabbed his ears or pulled on his tail. You are such a flirt too! We caught you giving smiles to the woman in line at Disneyland and you also gave five to the grocery cashier when she asked you for it, silly boy.
And even though you wake me up at 4 in the damn morning to play, I still love you and wouldn't trade you for anything in the world.
Tired of the whole working mom vs. SAHM debate. Really. I've been on both sides so I can speak on both. But I won't. Don't want to get everyone's panties all bunched up.
One thing I can say is that SAHM's don't just sit on their asses and bum around watching soap operas. That's a common misperception that I get from a lot of people, friends included. Speaking for myself, I am not only a SAHM but I am also a maid, a chef, a chauffeur, an accountant, the tech help, a personal shopper, the bookkeeper, and a teacher 'round here. Blah-DOW! How you like me now?!
Really. Just really. To each her own. I don't know how many times I have to say that.
Dont let me get on the folks who say that SAHM's "wasted their education" by staying home. I mean, c'mon. C'mon!
I know you can't read this yet, but hey....stop growing. Just growing up will ya?
It's so hard to keep up with you. Not only were you an early crawler, you think you can walk now. That, my son, is a no-no. Who said you can climb on the edge of the couch and cruise along? Who said you can climb on the boxes, chairs, baskets, and even your sister? Not I.
And what's up with trying to eat everything your mommy, daddy, and sister is eating? You don't even have any teeth boy!
Just please slow it down. Just a little. Thanks son. I love you.
Love, Mommy
P.S. Buddy would like it if you would stop pulling on his tail. He's too polite to say anything to you.
I was watching the Montel Williams show and I was so irritated that I had to change the channel. The topic was teen pregnancy and while I'm not an advocate of it, it's not a effing tragedy. Well, not all cases at least.
There I was watching Montel essentially yelling at these girls asking them why they weren't on birth control, why they're not getting married, and exactly how they're going to raise the kid. I mean, no shit, it's no accident they knew what they were getting into but why be so condescending?!
In his words:
How are you going to pay for diapers working at Subway? $7.00 per hour part time can't even pay for Similac!
He kept going on and on that teen moms suffer daily -- changing diapers, making formula, and keeping the house clean.
*rolls eyes*
I guess it hits home because I was a "teen mom". I was 18 when I was pregnant with MG, 19 when I gave birth. Without a college education and a status job back then, I think we did damned great. The Mr. worked a shitty retail job and went to school while I was a stay at home mom. We didn't get married and we still aren't. We had zero financial support from our family or the government. NONE. My daughter was never deprived of anything. She always had brand new clean clothes; plenty of diapers & food; tons of toys; and a roof over her head.
Those "poor teen moms" you hear about are the exception not the rule.
You always get me into deep doo doo. When I come to visit, I only intend to purchase items on my list and that's it. But nooo, I see a few sales here and there and just casually place them in my cart 'cause hey, the neon red tag says it's only $5.99 when it used to be $10.99.
Why do you carry cute, affordable tops, cute outfits for my kids, gadgets/electronics, and snacks? Why?!
Why didn't you stop me when I put 8 cans of formula in my cart? Why was your baby food only 89¢ each? Why are your children's books so cheap?
My biggest question is why did you have a Wii available for purchase when they're supposed to be sold out everywhere? Why did you allow me to take it home and why are certain games on sale too?
Target, I hate you. You are pure evil. I will never forgive you.
The name is Cel. I'm a mother of two & have been happily engaged to their father for what seems like an eternity. I was an old school blogger back in 2001 but stopped when I started working.
Now I'm back cause I'm 
