sebsmom's blog

First off - hi all! I am never on hipmama anymore these days and I miss it dearly. I had to cut myself off because I was getting too addicted. I still lurk every now and then but not nearly as often as I'd like. I hate to only come back when I'm in a bind but I honestly don't know where else to turn for advice. I've gotten myself into a mess so idiotic in such an irresponsible manner that I can't bring myself to tell any of my friends or family IRL. They already think I'm the world's biggest fuck-up. I don't need to give them any more proof of that.

Okay, so I have NO ONE in real life that I can talk to about this subject anymore who won't get all weirded out. Whenever the Bash will ask to nurse when other people are around they get this embarrassed look on their face, sometimes followed by comments like "Oh my god, you STILL BREASTFEED HIM? Ew! Isn't that abnormal?" When I say that no it's not then they say things like, "Yeah, but obviously it becomes unhealthy at some point. You can't be nursing the kid when he's in high school. If he's not too old now then when WILL he be?" It never really bothered me THAT much before.

So, NYC Mamas, talk to me - what are the good, relatively inexpensive areas to live (preferably within one of the outer boroughs)? What are some of the best and worst things about living in the city with little ones?

Sebastian's third birthday is tomorrow. How in the world did THAT happen? It seems both like just yesterday and a lifetime ago that he was just a tiny little newborn babe.
At this rate I probably will not have any more kids (which is neither a happy or sad thing nor necessarily will it end up being true but right now I'd say it's unlikely that there are more kiddos in my future) and I think that makes it just a little more bittersweet that this time of him being little is so fleeting.

Yesterday when I picked up Sebastian from daycare he wasn't wearing any pants - his daycare provider told me that he'd been putting his hands in his diaper all day and that he took his poop and smeared it on her carpet and the walls, all over! And poor DS was MISERABLE - he cried the whole way home and was inconsolible for a while.