Parenting 101

In the spring of 2010, one of my very best friends from college married her college sweetheart.

She was a member of the swim team. He played lacrosse. She majored in Government. He majored in Economics. She went to Northwestern Law School. He went to Harvard Business School. She is a practicing lawyer. He works for a successful consulting company. Oh, and I did I mention that they are ridiculously good-looking as well?

So when she told me last year that she was pregnant – I will thrilled. However, I was a little worried for their unborn child. Here was a child being brought into a home of high expectations. Both of his parents were Division I athletes. They both went to an Ivy League School. And they both went on graduate school to earn advanced degrees. They know what success was have grown to expect nothing less. I thought that if this kid didn’t come out of the womb faster than all other babies, he would be seen a failure from day one.

When the baby’s due date came and went, I fell for the kid. Already he wasn’t living up to expectations. Thankfully, he arrived in one piece on September 1st.

So now that Will has had time to adjust to his parents, “how are things going?” you ask. Well, let me just say, Will has certainly impressed us all.

He has learned to feed himself

 

He has already been drafted by an NFL team

And he has started to demonstrate his incredible swimming skills (be it in the bath tub)

 

But the very best thing that Will had added into his parents lives is laughter. It seems like every day he is reminding them, just how “not perfect” they are.


And man, what great parents that makes them! I can only hope that one day Matt and I are half as amazing as you two are.

Baby Fever

This weekend, when Matt and I were in Chicago and got to meet Clare Leisinger, the beautiful daughter of our friends Jon and Natalie Leisinger. As we were standing there catching up, Jon asked us when we were going to “pop one out.” Now that we are married, this question seems to arise with everyone. I responded by saying that it was going to be a while – we aren’t quite ready to have a child of our own. Matt never even held a baby.

With that Jon grabbed the beer our of Matt’s hand and replaced it with Clare. Matt wasn’t quit sure what to do or where to put his hands. He stood there, awkwardly grabbing this 6 month old baby, his level of discomfort painfully obvious on his face. Well, it didn’t take Clare long to realize that she was in the arms of someone who wanted nothing to do with her. She promptly started to cry and reach out for her parents. Matt was near tears as well, so I quickly replaced the baby with his bottle of Oktoberfest beer.

Once Clare was back with her parents and Matt had his beer – all returned to a state of happiness.

Needless to say, we are not ready for children.

Return to the Home Base

This weekend I am going to visit my lovely parents for the weekend. I find it extremely important for my mental health that I return to my home base every so often to “re-charge” and “re-fuel” on PMA (positive mental attitude). Matt jokes that I am like Superman returning to Krypton.

I love spending time with my parents and being in my hometown. I like spending a night or two in my small twin bed and poking through the piles of things I have left in my parent’s basement, hoping to reclaim them once I move out of the shoebox, Matt and I like to call home in NYC (Ok, our apartment isn’t really THAT small, but I like the dramatic effect of calling it a shoebox)

  • I love the predictability of life at my parents’ house.
  • I like knowing that by 10-10:30pm, both of my parents will be falling asleep on the couch as they watch some detective type show like Numbers or Law and Order.
  • I like knowing that Saturday night dinner will probably be hamburgers on the grill and corn on the cob.
  • I like knowing that our basement is always fully stocked with craft supplies
  • And I LOVE knowing that if I suggest to my mom that we get ice cream at the local drive is, she will support that 100%

I can’t wait to see what fun the weekend brings. Of course we will miss Abby but I am sure we will have some quality iPad face time to try and include her. (I guess I should say we will miss Matt too since he is part of the family now… )

I hope that you all do something you love this weekend. It is a special time to remember, reflect and appreciate those “little things” in life that you can sometimes take for granted.

Bachelor Party vs. Parental Visit

This weekend Matt atttended a bachelor party out in Las Vegas, so my parents came to NYC to we could have our own equally crazy weekend. It was the first time that they had visited New York since my sister left last fall, so the pressure was on a provide a fun-filled weekend. I spent a lot of time researching things to do, restaurants to dine at and cleaning my apartment for their arrival. I also cranked up the A/C to try and counter the 100+ degree temperatures outside. Here is the itinerary that I came up with:

FRIDAY
My parents arrived in the afternoon, their called filled with wedding presents that had been mailed to their house. We unloaded the car and brought eveything upstairs. I was in the middle of watching the Tour De France when they arrived, so we finished the stage and unpacked some of the things that they brought with them. We then jumped in a cab and headed downtown for dinner. I had originally planned to go to Fette Sau, a BBQ joint in Brooklyn that Matt raves about. However, with the hot temperatures, no one really felt like eating BBQ. So instead, I made a gametime decision and took a chance on the line at The Spotted Pig. We arrived just as they started to seat people for dinner and we were seated within 5 minutes. SCORE! After enjoying a delicious dinner consisting of bacon wrapped dates, the most amazing burger and shoestring fries we headed back up to the theater district for the show, Jersey Boys. This show was incredible. I can not recommend it enough. After the show we walked the 10 blocks home in the heat, stopping for ice cream at Holey Cream. We all ended the day tired and very full.

SATURDAY
We woke up, enjoyed some delicious coffee from our Keurig and looked at the hundreds of wedding pictures that our photographers took. It was really nice to relive the wedding and see a lot of things that I didn’t really get a chance to look at that day. Now I just have to figure out what I am going to do with all of these pictures! Then watched the time trial stage of the Tour de France before heading out to one of my favortite breakfast spots, Nook. We started off with the baguette covered with nutella, bananas and strawberries. I enjoyed an egg scramble, while my mom had the french toast and my dad had a slice of quiche. YUM! After breakfast, we took the subway out to Queens to visit the Museum of Moving Image where the exhibit, Jim Henson’s Fantastic World had just arrived last weekend. As a child who grew up watching Sesame Street until the age of 14 (ok, really 28), this was a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

After the museum, we jumped back on the subway and headed to Eataly, a cross between a farmers market and a restaurant. I had never been to Eataly and was dying to adventure in. Let me tell you, it did not disappoint!

I couldn’t believe how large the space was and how many delicious foods there were. We decided to buy food, as opposed to eat at the various restaurant/counters, and cook ourselves at home. We bought a baguette, a few cheese and meats for appetizers, tomatoes, mozerella and basil for a capreses salad and some pasta and sauce for our main dish. Everything was so fresh and so amazing. It certainly inspired me to make the time to cook – recently, I have spent too much time with the microwave and frozen Lean Cuisines! We spent the rest of the evening just relaxing, chatting and eating.

SUNDAY
Whenever I have guests visit, Sunday always feels like a wash. Their pending departure seems to get in the way of any fun plans, even if they aren’t leaving until the afternoon. We woke up and went to Sarahbeth’s, another breakfast favorite. We then walked around the park and went to Crate & Barrel to do a couple errands. Once we got ome, my dad packed up their bags while my mom assembled my new spice rack for me. After they left I rode my bike for a while on my trainer (i.e. something  that turns your road bike into a stationary bike) and made some cookies. It was a fantastic weekend!

Thank you Mom and Dad for making the trip down. And after hearing about Matt’s weekend in Vegas, I feel satisfied that ours was more fun. I mean, casinos and pool parties don’t hold a candle to Jim Henson and the Muppets!