Day 5 of 100 sit ups a day

I actually got into bed last night (at 9:30pm this is when I go to bed now and when I do go to bed at 9:30pm it's because I can barely keep my eyes open) and lay my little head down and closed my little eyes and even started to drift off before it hit me.... YOU DIDN'T DO YOU SIT UPS YOU MISERABLE WENCH! So, I got up and did them. I knew I wouldn't be able to face you all today if I didn't. And thank you Lauren for your comment on my last entry. You calling me fatty only makes me stronger. I know you're on my side.

Some may wonder if this is really all I'm going to talk about for the next 95 days. The answer is... probably.

100 SIT UPS A DAY FOR 100 DAYS!

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, I WILL BE DOING 100 SIT UPS A DAY FOR 100 DAYS! TODAY IS DAY 3! MY STOMACH ALREDY HURTS! DO YOU THINK I CAN'T DO IT?! GO AHEAD AND DOUBT ME! IT ONLY MAKES ME STRONGER! DO YOU THINK 100 SITUPS IS NOT VERY MANY SITUPS? WELL FUCK YOU! IT'S A LOT FOR ME! I'M GOING TO DO IT! I WILL NOT SKIP ONE DAY! IT IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO ME IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! IF MY BABY IS CRYING OR NEEDS HIS DIAPER CHANGED WHEN I AM DOING MY SITUPS THEN HE WILL JUST HAVE TO WAIT! I HAVE TO DO THEM! I WILL NOT SUCUMB TO A FLABBY FLABBY STOMACH! I WILL NOT GIVE UP MY WILL TO BE A YOUNG HOT MOM! I WILL DO 100 SITUPS EVERY DAY FOR 100 DAYS! TODAY IS DAY 3 !!!!!

to be continued...

this photo kills me

Exactly one year ago I was four weeks pregnant with this little guy and I didn't even know it yet. The night before i took the pregnancy test, I went out with some friends in LA and had 3 vodka tonics and smoked a cigarette. He seems to be doing ok. This photo kills me. I can not believe that I wished for a baby and then I got pregnant and then I had a baby and this is his photo. He's starting to look more like Dup to me now. I still can't believe he is here.

I've been trying to negotiate the sleep patterns. He's not so much up all night as he just thrashes in his sleep. The pediatrician is telling us to just let him do this but he seems like he's having a bad dream and i get concerned and it keeps me up. So last night i was awake, watching him thrash around in his crib, trying to figure out if i should pick him up and feed him or not and I was so tired and frustrated with the situation that I let out this big *SIGH*. Dup was like, "just roll him over." And I lost it. I was like, "This is what I deal with all night while you are over there sleeping!" Dup simply got up out of bed, walked over to the crib, rolled Davey onto his back, put the little rolled up towel bunting next to one arm, tucked the other arm to his side and stuck the pacifier in his mouth. Lil' D settled and immediately went back to sleep. Then Dup was like, "do you want me to sleep on that side so that you can get some sleep and I'll wake you up if he needs to eat?" I was like, "um.....NO." In a really bitter and immature tone. In the moment I felt embarrassed and out-done as a mother but when I woke up I was so glad that this is who is taking care of our baby when I'm at work.

Thanks for taking such good care of our little dude Duppy daddy.

just when i thought facebook was ruining my life...

...it brought some light into it.

I've become obsessed with fucking facebook. I think it's the lay out. I feel like if I can lay out all of my favorite books and tv shows and bands then the world will be able to see me for who i really am. I am afraid that soon I will exist only in facebook. That my real self will only ask you to join facebook so that I can add you to my friends, my entourage, my circle of friends, ask you to join my groups, send you a growing gift, a cosmo, take the movie compatiblity quiz with you and throw a sheep at you.

Then today I ran across an old friend of mine that I went to high school with. She was a year behind me and we did plays together. Her older brother was a year ahead of me and he and I went to college together. They are both really cool people but we totally lost touch.

Anyway, she has a blog and if you have some time check it out:

Sarah and Libbie

I think this should be catagorized as a "super mommy" blog.

I dare you not to fall in love with this little girl.