happy-make-your-dreams-come-true-dayAccording to the morning radio show I listen to, today, January 13th, is “Make Your Dreams Come True Day”. On this fun holiday, you are supposed to do or plan to do something to help you achieve your dreams—so that’s what I’m going to write about.

Part of the purpose of this blog is to help me track my progress towards achieving my personal, non-baby related dreams. Right now I have one huge dream that I’ve been working towards for a decade, and I have a smaller, second dream (though I hesitate to call it that since it’s more of a goal and something I am interested in exploring, not something I am super emotionally invested in…yet).

The Big Dream: To continue my work as a writer and become a published author (hence the “Books” in the title of this blog, “Bumps, Babies & Books”). This is my “dream job”: to get paid to write books. I love writing middle grade and young adult fiction, and I have a middle grade novel that I’m polishing up. Steps I’ve taken to realize this dream include joining an awesome writers group, having members there critique the crap out of my manuscript, following agents on Twitter and reading blogs like QueryShark, and also joining the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI) and doing my best to attend conferences.

The Smaller goal: Teaching myself the basics of coding & web design. I love being home with DD, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes I think it would be nice to one day go back to work when she’s in preschool (or at least have the option of doing so). I never really had a career I loved before becoming a SAHM; in fact, I worked a couple of jobs that I hated (Executive Assistant to the CEO of a small company, teacher in a rough, inner city school, and finally as a nanny). This blog itself is part of my attempt to get my hands dirty in web design stuff. I’m also working through sites like The Little Introduction to Programming (an AWESOME place for any newbie to start), and then going to move on to bigger challenges like Learn Python. My lil bro, who is a computer science genus, is giving me a “syllabus“ to follow for my “self-teaching”, and if it all goes well and I continue to be interested in coding & web design, in a few years I hope to attend one of the coding boot camps that are out there (see this NYT article).

What are you doing today to make your dreams come true?



babys-first%e2%80%a8boo-booWell, baby girl (who will be referred to as “DD” from now on) turned 9 months old last Wednesday, and then Saturday got her first major “boo-boo”.   I’ll preface this by saying, thankfully, she wasn’t more hurt by the incident—it could have been really bad. We were visiting friends and had just sat down for lunch when DD (who was sitting on my lap) lunged forward and grabbed my bowl of boiling hot tomato soup, spilling it down her front.

Lesson learned: Even when you think you and baby are sitting far enough away from the table and the hot things on the table, you are not. Unless baby is in his/her high chair with attached tray (which of course we didn’t have at our friend’s house) push your hot bowl(s) to the very middle of the table and don’t even attempt to eat from them until someone else (who has already finished his/her hot food) can take over holding baby.

After the spill DD cried like I have never heard her cry. And, she kept crying. Our friends don’t have children yet, and I think our host husband was scarred for life by all the tears (though, I’ll note, he held it together and was so helpful, running around to get us whatever we needed).

Anyway, I immediately stripped DD down and then my husband (who is a doctor, thank God) took over. He put her in the sink and sprayed her off with cool water and then we lay her down on the bed and held cool compresses on her for the next 30 minutes.

It was the stuff of nightmares (I’ve had at least one a night ever since) and thankfully when all was said and done, poor DD “only” had some small burns on her right foot.

It was also challenging because we were at our friend’s house, over an hour away from home, so didn’t really have the supplies we needed to deal with the situation as best as we could have (e.g. Infant Tylenol—perhaps I should start carrying this in the diaper bag?). We did rush home—as fast as you can go when you have an hour+ drive—and after a nap DD was back in good spirits and seemed totally unfazed by the incident.

What do you keep in your diaper bag in case of an emergency like this?



nThis is my second attempt at creating and maintaining a blog.

Last year at this time, I made my first attempt. Then life got in the way (aka babies) and I used tiredness as an excuse not to write. I’m praying for more fortitude this year, even though extreme tiredness is imminent (baby boy will be born next month & baby girl just turned 9 months old on Wednesday—more on that later).

So instead of getting bogged down by the tiredness and difficulties of the upcoming months, I’m going to (pray for the fortitude to) write about them this time. Blogging is my primary new years resolution. I’ve realized that I need this outlet for my sanity, my pent-up creativity and for keeping my brain sharp (otherwise my brain literally turns into a pile of mush and I become a lazy individual who spends all her time online shopping).

So…Ready. Set. Go! Post number one is up.