Welcome to LuvBuv! My name is Theresa and I hope you enjoy my blog about life and all the little things that make life interesting. This blog covers a variety of topics including relationships, well-being, family life, and juicy lil' tidbits.
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By Theresa
I recently took a two week vacation with Charlie who was one month at the time, and Ayla at the very trying age of 19 months. Along for the ride was my husband, and my two parents who fulfilled their roles as doting grandparents. Our destination? Hawaii. Namely the Big Island and Maui. Although the mere mention of Hawaii conjures up images of a tropical paradise, our vacation was anything but.
Was our vacation horrible? No, but it definitely was not paradise. Let’s just say that on the long flight from our wintry home in Canada, a very kind stewardess slipped my husband a complimentary bottle of vodka to go with his orange juice. She said, “Here, I think you’ll need this.” Boy, did he ever.
By Theresa
I used to cringe and get annoyed at babies, toddlers and pretty much all children in general who made a loud fuss in public. It’s safe to say that I was not a “kid” person. That was before I became a mom. Now when I see little people who are acting out and making a scene, I feel sorry for the parents. I give them empathetic looks to convey the message, “I feel your pain and I’m not judging you.”
Toddlers especially are unpredictable little bundles of energy. Last week I went out to dinner at a somewhat fancy Vietnamese restaurant with my parents, husband, and 17 month old daughter. I almost dread going to sit-down dinners with Ayla now because she can sit still for about 30 minutes max before she gets ants in her pants and demands to be released from her high chair.
Now the real “fun” begins.
By Theresa
When it comes to parenting, the concept of ‘too much’ is sometimes a bad thing; too much freedom, too much money, too much toys. Kids who often ‘have it all’ may in fact be missing a critical characteristic: gratitude. It’s so easy to take things for granted when you are given everything you’ve ever asked
Continue reading Raising Appreciative Kids
By Theresa
This past Halloween, a pair of very sexy looking black cats appeared on my doorstep chiming “trick or treat!” The two feline friends were sporting knee-high boots and tight black spandex — “normal” sexy cat costumes except these girls were no older than 13. Call me old-fashioned, but the sight of these two girls, dressed more maturely than they no doubt were, made my heart ache. Although my daughter is still a toddler, I’m already getting parental anxiety about her growing up too fast.
By Theresa
I hope everyone had a Happy Halloween yesterday!
It was Ayla’s first time trick-or-treating (last year she was just three months old and a little young to go door-to-door in the chilly weather). My mom called me up excitedly a few weeks ago and said she had found a great black and white “raccoon” costume for Ayla. Apparently my mom isn’t very familiar with raccoons — the costume turned out to be a black and white panda…what a tricker she is.
Anyway, I was hoping that my chubby little panda bear would have been walking by Halloween but she’s one of those children I’m discovering that won’t do anything until she’s good and ready (although she did take her very first steps this weekend!). So our red wagon came in handy transporting our 25 lbs. trick-or-treater door to door.
By Theresa
The other night I slept in my baby’s playpen. Not a crib, but it’s smaller, less comfier cousin the playpen. (We never purchased a crib for lack of space.) Why on earth did I do this, you might ask? This was my last resort attempt to get my 13 month daughter to sleep in her own bed after several failed tries to lay her to sleep peacefully. Every time I thought she was sound asleep and tried to lay her down she sprung up like a baby kangaroo on steroids.
And started wailing. Very loudly.
By Theresa
When I recently returned to work full-time after taking a year’s maternity leave, my husband became the primary caregiver for our bubbly 12 month daughter between the hours of 7am and 5:30pm when I am out. He’s a Professional House Husband (PHH) as he not only is a full-time ‘manny’ during the day, but also balances his professional life in the evenings.
By Theresa
Once a woman reaches a certain age, she often is no longer just a daughter, sister, or a friend; she also becomes a working woman, a wife, a mother, an appointment-keeper, a chauffeur, and inevitably, a master juggler. Finding the time during a workday to do everything that needs to get done can be a
Continue reading The Balancing Act of a Working Mother
By Theresa
Boredom is all too often seen in a negative light—if you are bored, people assume that you are not working very hard. As adults, we are expected to fill our days with work and rarely have enough time to actually become bored. If we have any kind of down-time, we often feel guilty for
Continue reading Parenting and the Beauty of Boredom
By Theresa
I often feel like I’m drowning in a sea of pink as I sort through my baby daughter’s closet. When we go shopping, I see pink, pink, and more pink. I was hoping that in the twenty-first century, girls would have more options to choose from other than blush.
Have you ever wondered if we are
Continue reading Gender Stereotypes: Are We Still Defined by Blue and Pink?
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