Mae @ Rainydayinmay

The post where I talk about boobs and drugs…

Published on August 8, 2011 by Mae @ Rainydayinmay1 Comment

Over the weekend my amazing friend Maggie attended a celebration in honor of World Breastfeeding week. While I whole-heartedly support breast feeding, it was obviously not something I ever experienced. I was sad over that, for a little bit- and then got over my funk and went about my face routine and shower. When Genny finally woke up she was complaining of a swollen/sore throat. The poor girl has been put through the ringer, allergy wise, this season.

I got her settled down and then went on the hunt for something medicinal to save the day. Coming across two remaining tablets of Mucinex, I immediately popped the first tab- all urgent like- only for the horse pill to shoot into my bra. {I should back up to explain though, that we keep our small supply of medicine in a tray, in our walk in closet. We are a last resort sort of family, so it’s conveniently out of the way…} So there I am balancing this tray in one hand and holding the box of Mucinex in the other, at the back of my closet. Without pausing to think about how I could leave the closet and set the tray down to fish out the pill, I instead maneuvered my body to hold the tray against the shelving, transfer the box to the other hand and begin searching blindly (due to tray) in my brazier for said pill.

*sigh*

And then I found it, and all at once three thoughts flooded my mind:

– I can’t give this to her now that it was in my bra!

– of course I can, i just took a shower, and besides she needs two and that’s all we have.

– Ha! and now I can say I have nursed her (the health) from my breast and be a cool mom too…

I should ask Maggie if it counts… which it totally does NOT, but still…

This is an absolutely true story. Genny took the pill. I did think these things, (moderately ashamedly on the last one) and i did not change any details to avoid embarrassment.

On a serious note: Kudos to you moms who were able to do the real thing!

On an even more serious note: If you ever need an ibuprofin or something, from me, you might just open it yourself… It seems less risque…

Maintenance…

Published on August 5, 2011January 17, 2013 by Mae @ Rainydayinmay5 Comments

Over the past few months, a good friend and I have been discussing friendship. Even in our thirties, it’s seldom a simple thing. Relationships are hard, and that goes for dating ones, marriages, familial relations, and even friendships. The part that feels like it should be the most challenging- the getting to a good place part- that is usually the really easy part.

Maybe easy because it’s new and fun.

Maybe easy because it feels worth it.

Once it’s ours though, a lot of us get a little lazy. I’m pretty good about realizing that though…

The part that I really struggle with however, is the part that comes next.

Because really, when it is time to say “enough”?

I have never been good at that. For the whole of my life I have been overly criticized for being too forgiving. I have been told on numerous occasions that I suffer from doormat syndrome. Maybe I do.

I talked, some time ago, about Kelly and how she really crushed my little friendship heart. She did this repetitively. (yep, cuz’ I am apparently too forgiving) Up until a few months ago I always saw this, in me, more as really loyal. Unconditional. Maybe I’ve been wrong.

But still, I’m slow to friendship due to the damage Kelly caused. I am jaded. And, as a result, I tend to be a little more prone to perform friendship maintenance than I used to be. Recently though, I had the opportunity to spend some time with an old friend. I don’t know why I did it, but I opened my mouth and confided something very big (to me) and personal. Prior to taking that step, I felt really safe in this particular friendship to do said confessing. Upon closing my mouth, however, my honesty was met with her harsh judgement. It was a total slap in the face. It was made clear that nothing I could say would affect the position that I was perhaps a liberal idiot and a complete lost cause.

And either I’m growing up, or this particular situation isn’t one that encourages me to feel super loyal, because I kinda feel like a line was crossed and I am still really hurt/upset. I feel ready to close that door and lock it tight.

Which kinda sucks.

But not as much as being in that position did, so there is that.

And so i find myself once again asking myself what it is that I am looking for in my friends. In new ones, in old ones.

And also asking, why does it have to be so dang hard?

Word to your mother…

Published on August 4, 2011 by Mae @ Rainydayinmay2 Comments

Chw, the mister of the house, began acoustic guitar lessons some weeks ago. Playing has long since been a dream of his, and I am so proud of him for going for it. At any rate, last night he decided to meet up with a friend for a movie following his lesson. In an effort to somehow cope with his absence, Gen and I decided to make an evening of it.

What began with some scrumptious tostadas, root beer and a plan to watch So You Think You Can Dance ended up with this…

Disclaimers…

I am sorry it is so bright behind her, but really that might be better… trust me.
If you happen to have Superman eyes and can see through the beams to notice that Genny’s t shirt is an oversized (used to be her daddy’s) Larry the Cumber shirt (from Veggie Tales), I assure you that he was not harmed, victimized or at all wounded in this routine.
Speaking of routines, yes we did manage to break away from the Glee Karaoke to watch SYTYCD. {did you really think that I was so fickle and wavering in my faithfulness???}
too bad she’s such a shy wallflower, isn’t it? such a shame…

31 moments to be thankful for… {July}

Published on August 3, 2011January 17, 2013 by Mae @ Rainydayinmay1 Comment

Bouquets of newly sharpened pencils…

Published on August 2, 2011January 17, 2013 by Mae @ Rainydayinmay10 Comments

Complete sidenote, to kick things off, but I LOVE school supplies… It is what I may miss most about homeschooling…

Getting back to the mind set of having a child in school, I am realizing there is quite a bit I am rusty on.

Like waking up at a reasonable hour, for one… oh, when will the struggle subside???

Anyway, I thought I’d post a cute little list (because we all KNOW how much I love lists…) of the things the four of us will need to successfully kick off the 11/12 school year…

1} a bunch of reusable sandwich bags from Fig Tree Boutique… they are adorable. I am planning on grabbing a Superman one for Chw as well, as that man adores a good sandwich!

2} I have already mentioned this once, so I’ll refrain from linking it again, but we NEED a good coffee pot. Still torn on which one, of the two, but it can’t arrive soon enough.

3} this backpack, which Gen picked out and ordered herself. Both her dad and I were sure she’d go with something loud and “tweeny” but she picked this because it was (and to quote) fashionably appropriate. Ok then… Cute though, isn’t it?

4} Target carries my absolute favorite brand of notebooks and papers- Greenroom… LOVE them! I can not get enough of these notebooks… I bought an entire gaggle (i can say gaggle when it comes to paper, can’t i) and I am not about to share. They are mine… And I wouldn’t mind that yellow bag either- but that’s another post…

5} Definitely a few of these… for cocoas and teas, soups and so many other things. MUST HAVE!!!

6} Locker decor. We’ve purchased shelves, a mirror (insert eye roll here), a lipgloss holder, a dry erase board and super cute magnetic polaroid frames. It’s been fun! Gen, the ever frugal (when it’s her money) drama queen plotted her $15 locker decor budget and is diagramming so that she can maximize her school locker interior design aspirations…

7} And lastly, when all of the pens, pencils, erasers and folders are put away in the backpack, eagerly anticipating the first day of school- the number one thing on my list (next to the coffee pot) is this baby:

While i don’t dry many of my clothes, Genny’s get dried. After hundreds of dollars in school uniforms though, and the incredibly freakish way in which she grows- I’ve decided that her uniform stuff is entering the world of hang drying…

SIDENOTE- while searching for a recommended list of “morning” music to get a family up and going- the number 7 recommended song was Sex Machine, by James Brown. Um, yeah. probably not, but thanks Random Internet List. I think I’ll stick to the Beatles and U2 list I am compiling in my head…

What songs get you going in the morning? (and NOT in the James Brown sort of way…)