Allow me to introduce myself

Rosie the mom

Here goes.  This is my first post.  I'm bringing my A game to the blogosphere, and I'm bringing the fun.  I know readers have choices and only so much time to devote to reading blogs.  Fair warning--my topics and humor might be controversial, and to protect the innocent (they aren't THAT innocent, but still) I won't be using the real names of the people I mention in this blog.  So let's get this journey started...

First, I should tell you a little about me.  I am Momma Lusty.  I am one of three children, I am the middle child between the boys and I am 31 (no, really, I'm 31, I admit it).  I am the mother of a beautiful, hysterical, sweet, intelligent six month daughter (AML jr.).  Am I biased?  Of course I am, but it must be a fact that she has all of these excellent qualities because her father Papa Lusty, Grams and Grandma Ca also believe the same, right?  Did I mention she is also the first grandchild for both sets of families?  I used to drink a massive amount of corporate America kool-aid, but these days I find my greatest payouts come in the form of the day to day changes I see in my daughter rather than completing TPS reports.  Don't get me wrong, at times I miss the water cooler gossip and the benjamins, but I don't miss the commuting and many of my past managers (can we just call em' like we see em' please?  mismanagers).  If I'm being completely honest here, which I intend to be in every blog post, then I can admit that I love being a mom, but also desire to be an entrepreneur.  Being a mom is without question the most challenging, yet rewarding job I have had to date, and it keeps me busy 24-7.  I admire, respect and look up to stay-at-home moms all over the world. Over the past year I have explored a number of different career paths (some made me money, some not so much), and what I've found is that what would make me happiest is something that involves using my marketing, communications, sales, pregnancy and parenting experience.  Like many moms out there, I'm trying to find the balance between motherhood and career (and somewhere in there fit in sleep and play as well!).

AML jr and Maddy during our most recent move from NY to FL

Here's an interesting fact about me.  I've moved five times in the past two years (not apartment, but five city moves). In fact, I got pregnant in one city, delivered the baby in another city and moved to yet another city when AML jr was six weeks old (I also had three different OBGYNs, but that story is for another post).  Allow me to explain, so you don't think I'm crazy (I'd prefer you get to know me a little better and then feel free to call me crazy).  We moved from NY to Miami so my husband could get an advanced law degree at UM in 2009.  First we moved into my parents' home (losers, I know, but if it makes us feel any better, they weren't living there with us as they were away in the summer).  Then we moved down to Miami. Enter AML jr into my womb in February 2010.  When the program ended we moved to Tampa so I could work for my brother's law firm (loser again? maybe, but it gave me good experience, some good contacts and it paid the bills).  Then at about seven months pregnant my husband got a job offer in NY and we jumped at it!  I pushed him out the door, much to his dismay (on my birthday,) so he could get back to work.  SURPRISE!  On October 27, 2010 AML jr decided she was ready to enter the world a month early (healthy, preemie baby--yet another blog post), so Daddy hopped on a plane (I'll skip the part where he ran through an airport without shoes to make a flight) and made it with nine hours to spare.  AML jr was born in Tampa and six weeks later we hopped in a car (we chose not to expose her to germs on a plane).  My dad split the 20 hour drive with my husband, while I sat in the back on baby changing, feeding, and snuggling duty.  While we drove, Grams flew to NY to meet Grandma Ca to disinfect and organize our new NYC apartment.  We arrived in freezing winter temperatures and settled in.  Well, maybe settled in isn't exactly accurate because there was still one last move on the horizon.   That's right, three months after getting to NY, my husband's job was a disaster and NYC wasn't quite the same with a baby AND dog (Maddy, who makes AML jr laugh hysterically just by looking at her--yet another post).  So, Papa Lusty found another job and we returned to Tampa.  Suffice to say that we couldn't have gotten through these past two years without family support. 

I think that's a good place to start (and let you digest), more to come soon...