Hey party people, me and Lola will be selling all kinds of cool stuff at The Williamsburg Northside Preschool 2nd Annual Flea Market tomorrow. Come say hi and take a gander. Meet us at North 5th and Bedford. Lola will be signing autographs.

So I was featured in a mothers day installment of Hipster Runoff’s Alt Report. I’m flattered to be made fun of by one of the funniest bros on the net. I’d like this time to say how truly laughable the whole ‘Hipster Mom’ thing is. In ‘real life’ I don’t consider myself a hipster. I’m too diverse for that. I don’t like one kind of music or dress one certain way. But I do simply think, I’m a pretty ‘hip’ mom. ‘The Hipster Mom’ name came from someone saying it to me in passing three years ago. At that moment I decided to start this blog as a place for me to talk about my life as a mom. Then I went home, registered the domain and the rest is history. Pegging yourself as anything ‘hipster’ is a total joke these days (or any day) and I can see how it’s a target. But guess what it’s fun! I love this blog and I love my readers…so haters, hate on! XOXO The Hipster Mom

As you know I gave birth to our second child, Lola, nearly four months ago. This family thing is very much in full swing. Lola is awake now. She’s an extremely well behaved baby so I feel beyond lucky that I’m not having to constantly be coddling her while having to take care of a rambunctious toddler. Lola is happy sitting in her swing, having tummy time on her play mat or strolling around the town. She flashes smiles like they’re going out of style. People crowd around her at the grocery store or at the park. She’s pretty damn beautiful. It seems that she’s also found her voice. Lola is starting to make the most adorable little squeals, which will presumably turn into full throttle shrieks. But for now her little voice fill me with delight. She is a dream. I kiss her constantly and tell her exactly how much I adore her. I’m head over heels in love with my daughter.

I have to say, Fritz is a really good big bro. It kills me when he says things like’ She’s so little’ , ‘We have to be gentle with the babies’ or ‘I love my sister’. I really think he will be her protector. I’ve seen it when I pick him up from school and another kid in his class will approach her carrier, Fritz will run over and block them from getting too close. I assume that there could be some jealousy, but outwardly he doesn’t seem to mind when I’m doting on Lola. And when I’m not reprimanding him for his crazy antics, I’m showering him with affection too. Sometimes I’ll leave the room for a few minutes and I’ll return to see Fritz cuddled up next to Lola on her play mat, both gazing up at The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.

Fritz is becoming a boy before my very eyes. What a little dude. His baby years are long gone. Sometimes it’s hard to believe…full steam ahead kid. Fritz is a riot. He makes me laugh. He also drives me crazy. He is strong willed and determined. He’s cool, yet sensitive. If he finds a flower in a park he’ll pick it and bring it to me, very proud. This morning I snuck into his bed before he woke up and slipped my arm around his waist. I cuddled him awake and as he roused he turned to me and smiled. There is something so freaking special about a mother and a son. It’s hard to put into words. He’s my baby boy and always will be. And let me tell you, if there’s one thing about Fritz, the kid’s got personality. He will be loved my many, I just know it.

Sometimes I am taken aback by the fact that I am a mother of two. I am responsible for shaping two little lives. I want everything for my kids. I want to teach them to be confidant, kind and successful people. Everyday I think of new ways to do this. I want them to learn, draw, dance, sing and create.  I want them to play instruments and practice, practice, practice. Karate, Tap, Little League, Museums, Basketball, Guitar, Drums and Art class!!  I can’t wait to turn them on to all the great books that I’ve read and have them nurture their minds with the written word. I will do everything in my power to give them all the tools they need to be fullfilled and stimulated by the arts, education and physical activity. I will praise and punish to instill a proper understanding of right and wrong. All this stuff, and so much more, are my duties as a mother. I won’t do this with a hard hand but a gentle and firm one. That’s my style.

Plain and simple, I love being a mom. It’s coming very naturally for me. I never knew it would. Being a mom was never something I gave much thought to, well, before actually becoming a mom. I’m doing my best and learning something new everyday. This job takes a tremendous amount of work and  there is a huge learning curve. On a daily basis I love, I yell, I get frustrated, I cuddle, I get exhausted, I get mad, I play, I teach, I show affection, I kiss, I joke, I laugh and I love, love, love. I hope it is enough. I just want my kids to be alright. Actually I want them to be better than alright, I want them to thrive and flourish in this world. I will see to it that they are amazing people. It’s my mission and it’s why my life pretty much revolves around being a parent. Hey kiddos….it’s all for you. I hope you guys appreciate it.

Guess who was the featured blogger on the Chicago Parent website today? I’ll give you a hint. She’s beautiful, has two kids and is wickedly funny. That’s right! Me!!! I was nominated by Erica Burke and her words couldn’t have been kinder. Thank you Erica and thank you Chicago Parent!!! Read the blurb here.

One of my tweeps (kinda hate that word but it applies here) recently alerted me to the fact that Fritz and I were in an ad on Nicole Richie’s website. I have never belonged to her ‘mom’s with great style’ community. I’m assuming her web designer did a search for cool moms or something and Fritz and I came up. They used our image in an internal ad without permission. Hey Nicole, I’ll let it slide this time but Fritz want’s to be paid in full, beeotch.

I want to apologize for going m.i.a the last few days. My posts have been a bit scattered and rushed. I swear that night out last week sent me into a tailspin. Since then I stopped working out and have felt kinda crappy. It’s like my life has become a finely tuned machine and that night threw-off the entire balance of my being. Among other things Fritz has been sick and I’m pretty sure I’ve got a cold coming on. Thennnn, today, when I finally decide to resume proper blogging my site goes kaput. I’ve been going back and forth with my web guy all day. I don’t even know if this post will make it. Crossing fingers. I promise to update you on things like my quest to lose the baby weight, my first year as a SAHM, more show off show downs and how scrap books and baby books are all consuming. Until then..xoxox The Hipster Mom.

Apparently there are girls out there that read The Hipster Mom who are not yet mothers themselves. And I don’t think they’re necessarily trying to become pregnant anytime soon, they’re just feeling the good vibes radiating from this blog. Take this reader for example. Her BFF writes in:

Dear Hipster Mom,

This is my best friend. She loves you so much she walks around our flat pretending to be pregnant.

-Little Critter

Well thanks ladies! I’m flattered. I think what makes this blog appealing to all women (and even some dudes) is that being a mom can be fun and funny. I get quite a few readers that aren’t moms yet and enjoy reading the antics of a hipster mom. Contrary to what some women think you can be hip and be a mom! Why the fuck not. So I think girls that are where I was five or six years ago see hope for their future in parenting. No need to leave your old life behind…we can have it all!

Can’t stop, won’t stop! The Hipster Mom got a makeover!!! What do you think??

Dear Chicks,

I guess I’m a pessimist or just drunk because Thanksgiving wasn’t as bad as I had imagined it would be. Overall things went pretty smoothly and all is quite on the eastern front. I think one of the things that really got me through the day was the booze I mean, last night when I was looking for a Turkey there were none to be found, sold out! I happened upon a gourmet market near my house that was selling fully cooked birds and fixins! My first thought was, is this cheating? On second though, I was like, oh hell yea. So, today all I had to cook was some stuffing and potatoes…my mom brought soup, onions and cake. The cooking thing was totally chill. There was a little butting heads with the in laws but for the most part it was easy breezy. Fritz opted against any part of the meal except for the chocolate cake. Fine. Whatever. Ill let it slide. It’s a holiday after all.  

Now I’m here with a very full belly. And I want to say…Thanks y’all! Happy Thanksgiving after all!

XOXOX,

The Hipster Mom