(Yes, I know that is not correct…but that’s where we’re at today)

Peanut butter just turned 15 months over the weekend and last night she would have had her last ever bag of frozen breast milk.  I removed it from the freezer, took a picture of P waving bye-bye and put it in a bowl to warm up while Jon gave her a bath.  Within 5 minutes the bag ripped, the milk went into the water and the whole thing smelled funny.  I ended up throwing it out.

I would say that I’m feeling a little nostalgic toward the whole thing, but to be honest I’m glad it’s over.  I’ve gotten over the whole breast milk thing when I stopped breastfeeding and pumping and when we reached her 1 year with exclusive breast milk, I was ecstatic.  Anything over that was just a bonus.  3 months over that was a ridiculous bonus.  I’m happy and I’m glad that it’s done.

This past weekend I spent some time with my parents while Jon was away doing bachelor things at a bachelor party.  It was amazing to get to relax and not cook or clean and to watch them bond.  I loved watching my parents interact with their granddaughter and spoil her and me.  The down fall (because there always is one, isn’t that the truth?) is that I noticed just how un-baby-safe their house is!  They have stairs, a basement, cement stairs by the back door.  It stressed me out to watch P constantly while I barely pay attention at home anymore since we’ve baby proofed.  I brought  gate with me just in case to block the stairs going to the second floor, but since it’s been over 20 years since my parents have had to be conscientious of a roddler, it’s hard to run up behind them to close every door.

The question I have to other moms is how do you leave your toddler someplace that isn’t baby proofed?  I want to relax more, but I’m not sure how I will ever feel comfortable in someone else’s house the way I am at ours.  I’m really considering buying 2-3 more auto-closing baby gates to bring with me to everyone’s house.  Would that make me completely insane?  Alternatively, all visits should happen at our super safe baby house.

I have always wanted to teach Peanut Russian.  Realistically, it’s super hard to remember to speak Russian to her.  The added bonus of spending a weekend with my folks is that Peanut is exposed to Russian almost constantly.  You can tell that she realizes that it’s a different languages and watches them cautiously as they talk to her.  Since our visit I’ve made it a top priority to speak at least a few Russian words to her or count in Russian.

When she’s two I’m hoping to enroll her in a Russian school about 30-40 minutes from here.  I know it’ll be a pain to drive there and back each time, but it seems worth while.

Peanut godparents buy the most awesome gifts for her.  Let me start by saying that all of Peanut’s family and friends spoil her rotten and seem to pay attention to every little thing about her (like the time that Jon’s mom bought P a taggy toy because she learned that Peanut likes tags – how thoughtful is that?).  Any who, Inna and Mike have been getting Peanut these Melissa & Doug educational toys lately.

In return I am like the worst baby gift shopper ever.  I’m not kidding you.  I stand in a store and stare at the 50 light up toys and pick one out only to find out that the kid either (1) has it or (2) isn’t into it or (3) has outgrown it.

Well, not this time.  This time I went to a local place called Jordie’s that has an amazing selection of education toys.  I can’t wait to see Peanut’s future husband this weekend for his second birthday and I’m equally excited to show off my super awesome baby gift shopping skills.

I have almost no shoes.  I’m not kidding you.  I used to have a huge shoe addiction and since then I’ve worn them all out but haven’t paid much attention to shoe shopping.  Me.  No shoe shopping.  Sounds crazy when I type it out.

I need to fix that, but I literally find that I have no time.  I don’t like ordering shoes online unless I’ve already tried them on because I’m super picky about feeling comfortable (since I wear heels 10 hours a day).  Anyone got any favorites that they swear by?

And that completes my brain dump for this week.