Friday, October 29, 2010

Law School = The Second Mortgage

Don't get me wrong - I love the fact that I went to law school and became a lawyer. What I don't like is the prohibitive cost associated with it. You see, I was one of the lucky ones. I was able to zero in on and actually obtain the job that I really wanted. However, I know many fellow graduates who weren't so lucky. I think that law schools should be honest with their applicants about the probability of 1.) getting a job 2.) getting a job that will cover their monthly law school payment AND allow them a decent quality of life.

Outside of the legal news periodicals, not much is covered about the business of law schools. As a reader of a few popular law journals, I've learned about how the post-graduation job stats are..er...exaggerated. And a graduate's ability to use a law degree to practice something other an law is also not exactly...well...close to the truth. Its just that there are so many law school graduates and not so many top jobs. So the unlucky ones (i.e those unable to matriculate into top tier schools or unable to earn grades in the top of the class at a mid-tier school) are unable to do what they actually went to school for. Or pay back the bank for the honor of graduating with a law degree. I'm fortunate that this isn't my case. But it is for so many.

What's with the law school rant, you ask? I was just thinking about how I would reply if Baby D expressed an interest in law school. We're house-hunting right now and I just found it interesting that law school payments are usually about the same cost of a mortgage in most large cities. That's a little crazy, no? Food for thought, folks, when thinking about your career path. The large amount of debt you will incur should not be taken lightly.

Let's hope Baby D finds Business School to be more his speed!

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Wordless Wednesday - One Year Ago - 8 Months Pregnant


*Picture has been cropped to protect the non-rhythmically inclined

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Martha Throws a Slumber Party. And Invites Me.

Darcy Miller, editorial director at Martha Stewart Weddings, threw a parent-friendly (you know, where you get to send the little devils home after the cake has been served) pajama party for her daughter Ella and shared her tips with the Martha Stewart Show audience. I was invited (!) and provided front-row seats next to two fellow bloggers. It was nice to be in familiar company. And have someone to change clothes with outside on the street to avoid walking through the city in pajamas!

From left: Bobbi Brown, Martha Stewart, Dylan Lauren, Darcy Miller
 (Credit: David Steele/ The Martha Stewart Show)

Bobbi Brown gave make-up tips for teen girls (though these were all totally appropriate for the minimal amount of make-up I generally wear), Dylan Lauren of Dylan's Candy Bar made candy wrapper houses that would make ginger bread houses jealous and Darcy (yeah, we're on the first name basis. In my head.) decorated journals, flashlights and pillowcases. Glitter and shiny things EVERYWHERE. I loved it!

Best of all, everyone got a gift bag filled with all the goodies from the show! I love you Martha. I often wonder what its like to have your name become a noun. I.e. She's the Martha Stewart of baby nursery decorating. The woman's name is synonymous with creativity. Now if only I could become the Martha Stewart of organizing. Heck, I'll even take the title of being the Martha Stewart of getting dressed for work.


All this Martha Stewart-ing has me thinking about Baby D's first birthday party. Since its so close to Christmas, I would like for the decorations to be less Christmas and more pirate. But my mom is anti-pirate because she's not thinking old school Arrrgh swashbucklin' pirate but modern East African board your international-flagged tanker and demand a ransom from the World Bank pirate. She's so crazy.

                                                                         Me thinking.

For the actual crafts featured: http://www.marthastewart.com/article/slumber-party-ideas-from-darcy-miller

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Baby Dipper Review and Giveaway!

The shape of the bowl is very ergonomic. The inside of the bowl is smoothly contoured, responding well to the size and shape of the utensils. The blue rubber rim on the bottom allows me to actually place the bowl close enough to Baby D that I can feed him without him being able to topple it with one of his Karate Kid-esque swipes.

He tried, but it wouldn't budge. Had a normal bowl been this close during a feeding, I would be wearing chicken noodle surprise. Surprise! It'll cost $95 to replace that Brooks Brothers shirt Mom!

The spoon was deep enough to hold a healthy portion for our Chubbman. When he starts faux-chomping the air, you know he didn't get enough from the last spoonful. Not the case here. He even dipped his upper lip in to make sure he got to the bottom of the spoon.
After a few futile tries at pushing the bowl in an attempt to "accidentally" tip it over, Baby D is sitting nicely with his hands on the table.

The utensils are small enough that Baby D could easily grab them with his cute, meaty little paws. The rubber helped him hang onto it even when his hands were made slippery from the food. (I said he couldn't tip the bowl over, I didn't say it prevented him from dipping his fingers in it!)
Ok, he's got the wrong end going on here. But, he gets the concept of self-feeding. The Baby Dipper makes it easier for him to attempt self-feeding because the bowl doesn't slide around and the utensils are small and very graspable.
Look! Just one chicken noodle escapee. Before the Baby Dipper, we had a mini Jackson Pollock on our hands. Sweet potatoes being his preferred medium and the high chair table and chair cover his canvas.

Because of its extreme ease-of-use and sturdy construction, I would recommend the Baby Dipper to any family with infants or toddlers. I would especially recommend it for oft-multitasking working mothers and mothers with multiples. This is fitting because the creator of the Baby Dipper, Barbara Schantz, created the bowl after struggling to feed her twins. Necessity is truly the mother of invention! 

I'll be picking upon a couple of these for my expecting friends as well. So they won't have to go through the "getting slimed" motherhood rite-of-passage. Or, for the sake of selfish amusement, should I wait until they do?

Buy It!
You can find the Baby Dipper online and at national and local stores for about $9.95.   

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Contest ends at 11:59pm EST on November 2, 2010  when I will draw a winner at random. Please leave your email address if it is not visible on your profile. I will notify the winner as soon as the contest ends. The winner will be given 48 hours to respond.

So that everyone can join the fun, the giveaway is not open previous Baby Dipper giveaway recipients.

The package can only be shipped within the U.S.

Disclosure: This review was made possible by Mom Spark Media. I received the Baby Dipper for this review and honest opinions were used. The opinions are solely my own. Thank you to Baby Dipper who supplied the products for the review and giveaway.


Friday, October 15, 2010

Dear Laptop:

I realize that our relationship has not always been a good one but I need you to hang in there for me. Last night, when you simply 'checked out' when I was trying to communicate with you made me realize that I've been neglectful. You see, I learned an awful lot from Laurie Puhn, J.D. last night at the Pregnant New Yorker-sponsored event. She discussed how happy couples have conversations with a goal.
 
Her book, Fight Less, Love More, really urged me to focus more on our relationship. I need to be more appreciative of you. What about Big D? He's cool about the whole thing. We got to turn to one another during the book discussion and say why we appreciate the other person. While the other couples rambled off lists of glowing compliments to one another, he stopped at just one. He said he's saving the remaining compliments to use for the rest of the month. Now that's a practical fellow. He has conversations with a goal.
 
Back to you and I. I need you to stay in this relationship with me because I really don't know where else to turn. We've been on this ride for a while now and I don't even know where to start saving our memories. I'm telling you what I need from you. I hope you will respond accordingly. You behaved iffy last night. I don't want to seek out another but sometimes I wonder if you were the right choice for me. Being Open Box and all. I took a leap of faith. Don't pull the plug on us.
 
Love,
 
Karns
 
P.S. I won a gift certificate for a massage from Prenatal Massage Therapist Janet Markovits. I'm saving it for the day you decide you've taken all the vanity-driven information from me that you can handle. I'm going to need it.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

mamaRoo Giveaway Winner

Our winner is...Julianne!

Congrats Julianne! You have 48 hours to respond to my e-mail in order to claim your mamaRoo.

Thank you to everyone for your comments. Check back soon for more giveaways, reviews and fun!

Wordless Wednesday

Friday, October 8, 2010

Fall Feeling

I've got that fall feeling. Its my favorite time of year. You get to wear sweaters. And UGGs. And eat pumpkin-spiced anything with reckless abandon. You can put on a few extra pounds without anyone taking notice. Unless your husband plans trips to the Caribbean in the winter. Then 20, maybe 25 days of the 30-Day Shred is more of what fall looks like.
 
Why isn't fall capitalized like it is in most other languages? It deserves to be with all the crisp McIntosh apples to pick and cinnamon sticks to swizzle in your cup of hot cider. As a - ahem - respectable mom, you don't have to dress like a complete tramp for Halloween. If you're anything like me, you'll dress as Isaac, the Love Boat bartender. You know, using an afro and a white polyester ship captain's costume and cap that were intended for the 8-10 year old set (at least that was the size on the package). Oh, wait. I wore that before I was a mom. To my Halloween-themed rehearsal dinner the night before our wedding. Where I allegedly did green goblin shots. Allegedly.  
 
And fall gives me the warm and fuzzy feeling because we celebrate our anniversary. Maybe we'll go back to the carousel where we took our wedding pictures and go for a whirl with Baby D. Maybe this year he'll be Isaac.

Monday, October 4, 2010

MamaRoo Review and Giveaway!

If the Jetsons ever showed Elroy as a baby, he would have been cradled in the mamaRoo. This amazing baby seat is futuristic in both its movement and construction. When I unpacked it from the box, I thought, oh no, this will be another over-sized piece of unusable baby gear. But it wasn't. In fact, its the opposite.

As I mentioned before, the mamaRoo is really well made. It is sturdy and the movement is very fluid. I was pleasantly surprised! When we put the baby in it, he lay back with a look on his face that said, "impress me, mere mortals". We tried out each of the five settings: Car Ride, KangaRoo, Tree Swing, Rock-a-Bye and Ocean Wave. Our baby's favorite setting was the Car Ride. Not surprising when considering he spends many of his waking, er, sleeping hours in the car! If you have a fickle baby, you can adjust the speed within each setting as well. Our baby liked the slower speed when he was dozing off. And he liked the faster speed when he was in more of a "let me get fresh and grab these little globe things from the mobile" mood. That's another cool feature - the bright, happy mobile balls are detachable for all those grabby babies out there, like ours.

Another big plus is that we were able to connect our iPod with the mp3 player dock to play the baby's favorite German lullibies. Or mom's favorite books on tape. What? Who says I shouldn't be finding the path to enlightenment or learning Italian while the baby is relaxing in the mamaRoo? If your baby enjoys white noise, the mamaRoo comes equipped with five different nature sounds to soothe your crankypants.



Finally, if your baby is a little chubbo like ours, he can hang out in the mamaRoo until he's 25 lbs.  This is particularly refreshing for a mom whose swing and jumper maxed out at 18 lbs!


Buy It!
You can find the mamaRoo in six different colors online and at national and local stores for about $200.   

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TO ENTER:
Visit the 4moms website and tell me your favorite MamaRoo color.

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4. Subscribe to my blog via e-mail (over there in the upper right hand corner).

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Contest ends at 11:59pm EST on October 12, 2010  when I will draw a winner at random. Please leave your email address if it is not visible on your profile. I will notify the winner as soon as the contest ends. The winner will be given 48 hours to respond.

The package can only be shipped within the U.S.

Disclosure: This review was made possible by Mom Spark Media. I received the mamaRoo for this review and honest opinions were used. The opinions are solely my own. Thank you to 4moms who supplied the products for the review and giveaway.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Putting it All Together - Crib Notes

We had a doctor's appointment yesterday so I decided to try my hand at solo crib assembly after we returned. His mini-crib was becoming crowded by his ever-expanding Babyness so we moved on to bigger digs.


Freshly poked and prodded by the good doctor, Baby D seemed undeterred as he got down to business by picking up every piece of packing material and either ripping it up or throwing it. Or ripping it up AND throwing it.


Then came the Baby D light bulb moment: precariously balancing by his belly on the crib support beam. Where was mom while he was kicking his legs trying to figure out how to get out of this mess?

Taking a picture of the whole thing.


Baby D in his new big boy jail with the Cadillac of crib bedding. Albeit wrinkled crib bedding. I wanted to iron it, I swear. But I was too tired from alternately using my outstretched legs and arms to stabilize one side of the crib while I screwed in another. Why didn't I think to simply lay it on its side? Rookie mistake.

What's the deal with the carrot crumbs? Does this kid ALWAYS have food on his face when I take a picture?
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