Scottsdale Mama

Archive for April, 2009

Remember when girls’ night out meant that you actually did your hair and make-up and wore something sexy in the hopes of gaining envious stares from girls and come hither stares from hot men?  Well, those days are gone!

5 of my friends and I all met up on a Saturday night for a birthday dinner and conversation - gone are the nights of shots and dancing on bars.  So, there we are, 6 lawyers who all still work and all have children.  We are at the restaurant telling short stories about our proms because little did we know it was prom night at the restaurant.  It was fun looking at the young girls and picking what dresses we liked and did not like.  And hearing one of us explain how she was blond at the time (she has red hair now) and wore a dress out of something like pretty n pink and how another one of us almost bought a dress with a hoop in the skirt – good gawd!

After that, we walked across the street to another bar (wow, our idea of bar hopping) to continue the conversations.  Now remember, 6 lawyers all sat around the table telling stories and this is what those stories were about:

One of us told the story about how her son uses anatomically correct words to describe his body and what his pre-school teacher thought of that.  Apparently he happily points or looks down and says “penis!”  She then proceeds to tell us that the guys at her work told her she should have told him to call it “gigantor” or better yet, have him extend his arms and fingers out and declare “stand back” before he shows them!  Yes, I was cracking up!

Another one told us her story of labor and the wonderful effects of stadol and how it affected her behavior and speech.  Especially when the doctor asked her how she felt and she proceeded to tell him how f*^+ing great stadol was!  I was cracking up even harder!  I so remember the yummy drugs from labor – f*^#ing great!

One of the lawyer moms has a problem with “eye goo” and “nose goo.”  She always has!  I remember when she was first pregnant and we were talking about things we hate.  She told us that her husband would have to step in with the children because she can’t handle “eye goo.”  Apparently her oldest girl was in the tub and when her youngest tried to get in the tub with her (excuse me, i am cracking up again as I write this!) the oldest freaked out.  The youngest’s eye was glued shut from “eye goo!”  Like mother like daughter!!!

Those were just some of the stories that had me rolling that night!  Its crazy to see how things have changed between us in the past 5 years.  Although we still tell war stories and complain about idiot opposing counsels and judges, we now get our laughs and smiles from our children.  So precious – and I wouldn’t change it for the world!

Okay, so after spending some time at the office this morning and returning home to take care of my fun and happy son, we jump in the car to go see Claudia.  Claudia is the wonderful friend that has been doing my nails since 1998.  She has seen me through a lot, too much to mention here. 

Anyway, for some reason, everytime Rhett accompanies me to Claudia’s he decides that he HAS TO BE ON MOMMIE’S LAP, or that he HAS TO BE GETTING EVERYONE’S ATTENTION.  No longer is he the fun, laughing baby boy that make me proud – he turns into the little boy that can’t get enough!  No longer is “nail time” the “relaxing time” it once was – it has turned into “get through it and entertain Rhett the whole time!” ug!  I still love my little boy!

I am pretty sure Rhett’s wailing scares the crap out of her dogs!  Poor claudia!

Following up on my previous post:  I will never forget the day that my best friend and I were walking around the mall with her newborn.  We went into the bathroom to change the little angel when something so shocking happened that I honestly will be telling my granddaughter about it when she is pregnant. 

Two strangers started talking to us, well, to my best friend (no that is not the shocking part.)  How old is she? How are you? Are you breastfeeding? Now, in my world you don’t simply ask a total stranger something as personal as “are you breastfeeding?”  That is simply uncool and NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS.  But, that wasn’t even the shocking part…

By this point I had finished washing my hands and walked directly over to where my friend was since my over protective side was flaring up.  I wanted these total strangers to stop bothering her and let her be in peace – we are in a bathroom after all – not the ideal place for stranger chit chats.  So, here comes the shocking part…one of the strangers proceeded to tell us about her breastfeeding experience and that her nipples bled.  Seriously??  Did you really just tell me that??  What made you think, I mean, what did we do to make you think we wanted to know that?  Call me mean, a prude, or whatever…but that is simply just WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION.

When I was not yet a mommy and had a full time job I would go shopping, for me of course.  I was very focused and would look for what I wanted and would mind my own business.  I was polite but I would not strike up conversations with the sales associates or have significant conversations with them. 

Well, now that I am a full time mommy and only work part-time (let me assure you that in reality, part-time and lawyer do not exist together)  I find myself having conversations with these random strangers.  I will actually stand there and talk to them about Rhett, only after they ask of course.  A baby really is a conversation starter, especially with the baby’s mommy. ( I DO NOT talk about things like nipples and breast feeding – see my next entry regarding this.)

I hear some mothers say it is because they are starved for adult conversation.  I don’t think that is it in my case since I deal with adults in my practice.  So, what is it? Motherly pride? Baby brain? I am not sure but it definitely is not the old Monica!

Today Rhett, Michael and I participated in the 5th Annual Pat Tillman Walk in Tempe, Arizona.  Although no one likes to wake up at 5:30 a.m. it was a small sacrifice compared to the ultimate sacrifice that Pat paid.  It was our small part in continuing the legacy of an incredible man, athlete and solider.  Michael and I will teach Rhett about Pat Tillman just like we taught Austin.  We will also strive to teach Rhett the principles that Pat stood for and support him to live honoring those principles.  Pat, you are truly unforgettable, God rest your soul.

Unforgettable