Celeb Baby News

So Britney Lost Custody of the Two kids and went partying the same night!! HUH!!!????!!!!
Does she have no maternal instincts, is she that whacked out and needs that much intervention?

In other celeb baby news, beautiful fab Garcielle Beauvais is expecting twins any day now.

In other celeb baby news, Nicole Richie and my girl Christina Alguilera are both due the same time I am.

J. LO is denying being pregnant, but insiders insist she is, but is scared of another miscarriage and having to share that disappointment with the world, but by the looks of her antics at the opening on her co-tour with her husband, I’m thinking nah! I don’t think a woman that afraid of loss would have dancers tossing her about the stage like that.
Salma Hayek gave birth to a girl Valentina Paloma on born September 22.

darn cold

my 2 year old came home from nursery school Thursday with a cold he promptly passed on to me…

so now, i have to scan my preggers brain to remember what cold medicine is cool for pregnant women.

i’m currently sedated on a Claritin D/Thera Flu cocktail and I’ve been downing vitamin fizzes like Airborne and am patched up with vapor patches on my neck and back.

I smell of vicks vapor rub

i am sooo NOT SEXY TODAY!

pica ? ice cube….yum

This is a picture of rapper ICE CUBE…but these days, I’m crunching all the time on the other type of ice cubes.

When I was little, I used to love eating dirt. Now as a pregnant woman, I, again like chewing ice.

In fact, me and the 2-year old hover over a cup of ice and share the chips, crunching with joy!

My sister, the nurse, says it is PICA:

The medical term for eating lots and lots of ice is – Pagophagia (pathological consumption of ice).

Pagophagia is a form of a condition called Pica. Pica is an appetite for non-foods (e.g., coal, soil, chalk, paper etc.) or an abnormal appetite for some things that may be considered foods, such as food ingredients (e.g., flour, raw potato, starch). In order for these actions to be considered pica, they must persist for more than one month, at an age where eating such objects is considered developmentally inappropriate. The condition’s name comes from the Latin word for the magpie, a bird which is reputed to eat almost anything. Pica is seen in all ages, particularly in pregnant women and small children, especially among children who are developmentally disabled, where it is the most common eating disorder. Geophagia refers specifically to the consumption of dirt and clay.

hmm…there is a medical term for every weird quirk!

no Lap for you!

poor soon-to-be-middle child.

He insists on sitting on my rapidly vanishing lap. That is his favorite spot for reading a book or coloring while I’m on the computer.

UNFORTUNATELY, LITTLE MUNCHKIN, there is little room on there as Baby#3 grows and grows.

He slips off. He wiggles his little bum BACK BACK to try to squeeze back on…

He slides…He slips.

I have to put him on his own chair to sit on his own bottom.

Mommy’s lap is “Out of Order” for 3 months, I tell him. Come Back in February.


pardon my inner byatch

It happens everytime I am pregnant. I have a very short fuse and tolerance for much.

I’ve already had fights and cursed out about 5 relatives including my mom, dad, brother, husband and cousin.

I’ve had verbal words with about 5 clients as well, mainly over their lack of wanting to pay my invoices in a timely manner and/or get services for dirt cheap or free as if I am The Salvation Army or something.

Now, I need to reign in my terror especially when it comes to those closest to me like my family and those who have the power to keep me in business (clients). I know they’ll excuse my craziness and let me blame the pregnancy, but still there really is no excuse for taking them for granted.

But for the rest of those crazies out in the world…hmph! It’s every man and woman for him/herself.

Case in point: I went to the ghetto discount grocery store yesterday. I only ventured in b/c it was on my way home from the local university where my oldest son takes Kindermusik class.

I just wanted to dash in and get a few items, but of course 2 turns into 3 and next thing you know you have a shopping cart full of items.

It was okay until I got to the check out line and my oldest started helping me load the items onto the conveyor belt of aisle 5 just as the last customer was wrapping up her purchases.

Just then, the check out girl, turns off her light and tells me she’s closed.

At that point, she was a good candidate for a verbal bashing because I started loading the items BEFORE she turned off her light and if I didn’t tell myself, it’s late, I have to pee and this is the “ghetto” supermarket after all, SHE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN IT GOOD THEN!

No… her verbal lashing would have to wait…for unfortunately only 2 minutes!

Just when I go to another line and halfway through loading, I see her ask a passing by shopper looking for an open line if she has WIC (WIC is women infants children, a government food subsidy for low income families).

When the woman nods “yes,” she shakes her head and shoos the woman away.

I’m thinking, “hold up, she’s not picking and choosing her check out customers, is she?”

I was right! I overheard her ask another passing by customer if all she had was the 5 gallons of water in her cart that needed checking out? The woman said, “yes”

She called the woman over and checked her out!

Of course, Raging Preggers Hormones Nelly over here was not going to let her get away with that madness.

“Excuse me. I thought you said you were closed. You see I’m pregnant right and made me unload half the conveyer belt and then I see you take another customer!”

Just then, I noticed that I had a shopping list in my hand and that sucker probably thought I too had WIC certificats and she just didn’t want to be bothered with whatever extra 1 or 2 steps a cashier has to go through to check out WIC customers.

If my son didn’t tell me he had to go pee and I too myself didn’t have a bladder full of pee, I was going to search for the Supervisor and report her lazy ass!

See the mediocre poor customer service craziness that shoppers in lower income areas must suffer through?

I think I calmed down once I got home and told my husband about it, but on the way home, I was so going to call the shoppers and report her behavior!

WORLD BEWARE…there’s is a raging near 6month old JJ on the loose! hahahaha!

stay away from the Habernos

so in a fit of lunancy, I ate a sausage patty with Haberno pepper cheese for breakfast and if that wasn’t enough, I had a turkey, tomato and a slice of this Haberno pepper cheese sandwhich for lunch.

Guess who is up at 4am with a sour tummy and can’t go back to sleep?


at least I get to go clean up my other blog.

23 Weeks

Your pregnancy: 23 weeks

How your baby’s growing:

Your baby is more than 11 inches long and weighs just over a pound. His skin is red and wrinkled. Blood vessels in his lungs are developing to prepare him for breathing. He can swallow, but he normally won’t pass his first stool (called meconium) until after birth. Loud noises heard often in utero — such as your dog barking or the roar of a vacuum cleaner — probably won’t faze your baby when he hears them outside the womb.

compliments of BabyCenter.com

Youthful looks: Pity Looks

I just started to realize why some folks look at me with such pity, bewilderment and awe (albeit without smiling), I look like I am a teenager or in my mid 20s even though I am in my mid 30s.

Sooooo when they see me, my 5-year old and 2-year old, to them I look like a young mom

(and I guess they may presume single b/c I get these looks when I am alone with the boys and never with my husband around)

…who’s overwhelmed, gotten over her head and spitting out kids, and maybe charges to the state.

*sigh* It’s okay. So long as I nor the kids get bad treatment b/c of someone else’s ignorance or presumptions, I’m good.

It’s times like this that I long for an older more mature look. It’s a shame that other people can project their bullshit onto you giving you uncessary stress. Even though when I notice these folks, I get annoyed slightly, that is too much unnecessary stress that I and my unborn child do not need!

IN OTHER NEWS. dE Hubby and his Mother have nixed my first choice of names: Monica!

hmprf! Back to the drawing board!


cravings and aversions

with my first pregnancy, I COULDN’T STAND my favorite fish, Salmon. I couldn’t stand the smell, look, or even THOUGHT of salmon…that aversion lasted for 40 weeks and after giving birth, the first thing I wanted was a smoked salmon sandwhich!


This time around, I can’t stand milk, especially in coffee.

I’m experiencing my first real craving for this pregnacy: toasted crisp and flaky French Bread with served warm with melted butter….mmmmm.

My breakfast this morning, scrambled eggs with sauteed onions and green peppers, spiced diced potatoes, veggie sausage patties, coffee (with nondairy creamer) and orange juice was topped off with a warm French baguette with butter….mmmmm

I am so stuffed. GLUTTONY is a bad thing. Good thing I only eat like this once a month other wise I would’ve gained 50lbs by now! phew.

*belch* I can barely button down the black collared shirt I’m wearing this Black Thursday in solidarity for the Jena6 case, all the children (black and white) are victims in this case. God Save us all..

ketchup on my belly

when you got a bump that protrudes a good 6-12 inches in front of you, it makes a easy target for wayward ketchup, crumbs and other food stains and remnants.

Every night, I notice a blotchy patch of lunch, breakfast or dinner on my top.

It’s messing up my cool swagger. I think I’m going to have to invest in a belly bib! 🙂

[check the blog spokesmodel for today. check out the stains under her hands!]