Wow it's been so long since I've posted and since I've had the inspiration to do so...

Then Finn turned nine months and it got me refocused.

It's hard to believe I go back to work soon and it's even harder to believe how much Finn has grown and changed over his first 9 months. His most recent developments include sitting unassisted, stopping himself from falling over (while sitting), and rolling onto his tummy to sleep (always with his head turned to the side... he's a smart little man).

While we're on the topic of sleeping, Finn continues to (mostly) sleep well and, as a result, continues to have a charming and happy personality.

There's also now a clear desire to crawl, but he hasn't quite gotten the hang of that yet. Perhaps that'll be something I can include when I write his 10 month update. Right now when he tries to crawl he instead promptly face plants.

As I'm now nearing the final chapter of my mat leave I'd love to know what you think I should include on my Mat Leave Bucket List? Leave your ideas in the comments below and I'll see how many I can accomplish in the next 3 months.

I, like millions of others around the world, have once again hopped on the Olympic bandwagon and am excited about all these summer sports I've never heard of (if you know me, a passion for sports does not come naturally). 

I think it's pretty clear based on my love of food, wine and Netflix that I will never compete at the Olympics, but then I started thinking, maybe I'm already participating an Olympics games all my own: the "Mommy Olympics". Read on to see what I mean.

Fencing
Traditionally a sport featuring sabres and a face mask... if you're a mom, you'll recognize this as "Floor Time". When your baby was a newborn, floor times was a fun, low key activity. But around six or seven months every item becomes a potential weapon and it's up to you to dodge your way to safety. 

Hurdles
On an Olympic track theses athletes look graceful and manage the hurdles with ease. As a parent, you are also familiar with the hurdles, but it's jumping over your kid's crap all over the floor when the phone rings during bedtime or nap time. That shit is real and speed is of the essence to avoid wake ups.

Long Distance Running
Though I haven't experienced this myself yet, I can tell you from observation this kicks in when your little one starts cruising and/or walking.

Synchronized Swimming
In the Olympics this sport is beautiful and involves perfect coordination. For the Mommy Olympics, this is bath time. Where in the Olympics you get to practice coordinating movements with your partners in the water, as a Mom, synchronized swimming is trying to get your crazy mobile little one clean all over. Unfortunately, there's no way to anticipate what move you're babe will make next, so in real life this lacks a lot of the elegance of its Olympic counterpart.

Wrestling
In the world of parents I think we can all agree that diaper changes with a little one who has learned to roll is the Mommy Olympics equivalent to the gold medal wrestling match.

Weightlifting
Before I had my son I picked out a bucket seat that was good for a baby up to 35 pounds. So frugal, so smart I thought. As a new mom though you don't factor the weight of the actual car seat, and how heavy that sucker is when you're carrying it, the baby, the diaper bag and your purse from once end of the parking lot to the other. It's an impressive feat and one definitely worthy of the Mommy Olympics.


I hope you are all enjoying the Olympics! What's your Mommy/Daddy sport of choice? Let me know in the comments below.

Typically for me, Fridays are all about food, but today, I would call my Friday post "F*ck It Friday", 'cause that is the kind of week I've had.

​To paint a picture, the "highlight" of my week was my AC breaking during a heatwave (I know, that's pretty exciting right?). I've never faired well in the heat, and this was no exception. I was tired, sweaty and cranky, which didn't go well for anyone.

In addition we had some other hiccups this week; nothing major, just a lot of little things that pile up into what feels like one big disaster. Then I realized it's Friday morning and I didn't have anything to post, because any food I've have made this week has been shovelled in with reckless abandon. 

However, all that said, it's okay. 'Cause I'm (we're) not perfect. The above photo is from a day where I washed my hair and was proud it was clean AND dried. That's right, this week I was so excited about bathing that I had to take a photo of it.

This is just one of those weeks that at the end, you have a glass of wine with your hubby, dig into a pizza (yay to wine and pizza date night) and laugh about ALL the things that happened. When I'm back at work I will look back remember how overwhelming this all seemed, and smile at the fact that a bad movie and a good glass of wine could make things better.

How was your week? Anyone else have a crazy week?