SAHM Nerdery
This post is being written on my HTC phone with the free Wordpress for Android app. Thank god for it, because there is a 20+ lb sack of potatoes sitting on my thorax.
I was nerdy and gadget-loving before I had Gus, but it’s amped up dramatically since his birth. Hulu and streaming Netflix are my constant companions during the half-hour I spend pumping each day. Various apps keep my head on straight even though I am so, so tired still.
But I think the true proof of my motherhood-induced nerd augmentation is my renewed interest in couponing. I coordinate newspaper, online, manufacturers and store coupons when I shop and then log savings, spending in a Google doc that I got from a mom blog, Money Saving Mom.
Let me tell you about one of my biggest scores yet. At the beginning of he month, Dominick’s had a deal on Cheerios: $1.49 (down from $3.49) when you buy three. They quickly sold out, so I picked up my veru first rain check.
Then I amassed coupons. The max on the rain check was 18 boxes. I had coupons for exactly 18 boxes ranging from .50 to $1.00 per box. So I ended up getting $3.49 boxes for as cheap as .49 and as much as .99. I think the total, with tax, was like $16 or something. In-freaking-sane.
My google doc will register that score forever. And I couldnLt be happier. It feels like a way that I can still contribute even though I don’t have a job.
I am on a mission to save as much as possible. And even more than that, I still want to use tech tools int his new, weird life.
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We’re now well into the frustrating little window that is cruising. Gus has just learned how to pull up and take those first tentative steps while clinging on to hands, furniture, cats and air. Sometimes, his grip fails. And sometimes, I can’t catch him on time and he hits his head on the ground.
Last week, he got his first bruise. I’ve been used to seeing his skin smooth and perfect, with not even a smidgen of a birth mark. This wound is just the start of a lifetime of hurts. I don’t want him to be in pain, but when he is, I want him to learn from those wounds, to do better.
So I don’t always catch him just before he falls. Sometimes, when it’s safe, Gus gets hurt. And soon, he’ll walk.
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I think I start a lot of sentences with “I know a lot of parents must feel this way, but …” when I’m about to complain about something that I know is entirely everyday. However, here’s another moment like that.
My diet has been terrible lately, getting by on maybe some breakfast granola or some bread and large quantities of water and coffee. I remember after I had Gus, I’d manage (most days) to eat a microwave Amy’s burrito. Oh, to have Amy’s burritos in my freezer once more.
So, today, when three o’clock came about and I’d had nothing to eat all day except for some organic Oreo-type things and coffee, I was feeding Gus a lunchtime avocado. Apparently, the little gourmand was not into it today because he leaned over and spat it out. Good for me, because the avocado (and some of his spit) ended up being the topping on my Boca patty. Congrats, Team Me?
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