Moving Day

The duck was a champ during moving day. He took a good nap in the morning while the movers took out the stuff from the basement and the front of the apartment. Then he played happily while they moved the rest of the stuff, and was mostly good during lunch and our subsequent clean up and the removal of those many last odds and ends. We took him to his favorite restaurant, the Convention Grill, for dinner. He had cheeseburger and fries, plus his first bites of hot fudge sundae with bananas. It was late and we got lost on the way to the hotel, but he was so happy after that sundae that it was a joy. He laughed, and grinned, and made faces, and giggled. He was so giddy it was almost like he was drunk. And when we finally did get to the hotel, he had his bath and went to sleep without event, even though it was over an hour past his usual bedtime. And then he slept for ten hours straight, with no 3 to 5 a.m. waking. What an adventurous soul.

posted by Girl Detective6:26 PM

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A year ago right now the duck and I were getting acquainted.

Happy birthday, little duckie.

posted by Girl Detective7:33 AM

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Mom-friendly makeup

As I've navigated nearly a year of new motherhood, I have managed to hone a morning makeup regimen that is straightforward and does what needs to be done to hide lack of sleep and potential lapses in hygiene.

Cleanse: Cetaphil.
Moisturize Face: Olay SPF 15
Moisturize Eyes: whatever eye cream is at hand--they're all the same
Moisturize Body: Vaseline something or other
Conceal: Laura Mercier Secret Concealer around eyes
Brighten: Benefit Eye Bright under lower lashes and corners of eyes
Curl Lashes; Darken: Bobbi Brown Everything mascara (I think I preferred the Thickening formula)
Blush: Nars Portofino on cheeks, nose, chin and forehead
Lips: Zum Kiss Tangerine balm or Laura Mercier Dry Rose

posted by Girl Detective8:06 PM

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Welcome changes

Of late, the duck has stopped fighting nap time and actually embraces it. As always, when I notice him slowing down and getting fussy, I take him into the bedroom. Now, though, he nearly leaps from my arms into the pack-n-play (his temporary bed till we move) where he snuggles and chats with his duckie and his mouton blankie for a few minutes before falling asleep.

Also, while he still is not a quiet snuggler, he has become quite good at flinging his arms around me in a convincing hug. It's quite endearing.

I'm enjoying this phase.

posted by Girl Detective9:19 AM

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