
Sandy's Blah, Blah, Blog
I started Oh Baby! Magazine with my husband during my first pregnancy. My love of writing and my obsession with magazines paired with my husband’s many skills have proven to be a great combination. I'm from Toronto - born and raised - and I've been married for eight years. Since the inception of Oh Baby! I've had two babies, Andreas and Alexandra . What a ride it's been! I’d like to share with you my struggles with trying to find this so-called – and I think unachievable - “balance” I keep reading about… Follow Sandy E on Twitter
The gas we pass…
Yes. I’m going there. I’m going to write about gas. So much fun. I have to be honest here, even though I’m not an overly gassy person, I have to admit that in my family we find gas very funny. Farts and burps make us giggle. No two are the same. I do try to teach my kids that if they need to burp or fart they should do it quietly and ideally – they should be done in private. I think this is mostly impossible to expect from...
Gone Tubing
Not that kind of tubing silly! There’s no snow in London right now… but lots of rain! We went on the Tube. The Underground… you know, “Mind the Gap”. With three babies, a two and a half year old and a five year old. Fun, fun, fun! It was an adventure… There are no stairs at the local tube station, so we had to help each other down with the strollers – worked out ok as there were a lot of babies, BUT five adults. We...
Wordless Wednesday: England Edition
Help! My kids are being held prisoner by giant bears!
It’s a baby extravaganza!
If you love babies, then boy are you going to be jealous of me. I’ve come for a family vacation to England to meet the newest additions to my family. First there is the lovely Eftihia – yes, you too can say this: F – Tee – Hee – Ah. See? Easy peasy. She’s the oldest at eight months and she’s the lovely creation of my sister in law Zoe and her husband Mike. She’s the prettiest little girl with such big...
Booty Camp is almost over for me…
I am writing today from a place of pain. My neck hurts. I don’t know if it’s because of the million sit ups Jess made us do yesterday, or if it’s because both my 2.5yo and 5yo were in my bed last night. Sleeping very awkwardly. I think it’s both. Also, my arms hurt, my butt is sore, and I think I need a hip replacement. It was a crazy Booty Camp workout yesterday and I’m really going to miss it. I can’t do another session...
A toddler’s take on breastfeeding
About six months ago, a toddler who is still nursing started at my daughter’s daycare. Alexandra's teacher told me that she was very curious. Baby’s mom would nurse her in the morning in the toddler room and Alexandra would sit beside them and watch. When I picked her up that first day, she told me about it, very shyly and she led me to believe that she remembered nursing. It was very cute and it made me happy to think that she still...
Fat not pregnant
People should really stop asking me if I’m pregnant. Especially when I have a glass of wine in my hand - a ‘friend’ just this weekend at a party asked me this. Definitely not while I’m holding a massive box of tampons - a complete stranger asked me last month at Costco. This really happened. I have a closet full of similar scenarios, and some fantastic responses from me, but I don’t really want to get into it as...
Wordless Wednesday
I can’t believe that my baby boy is now 5 years old! July 16, 2005. July 16, 2010. Anyone who knows me knows that I cannot do anything wordless. It’s impossible. This was my first attempt at a Wordless Wednesday blog post and clearly I have FAILED! Better luck next time…
Booty Camp Woot!
Second week is done. I have to be honest – I was not looking forward to this. It’s been so HOT. I’m dying over here. I wish that simply sitting and sweating would help me drop the pounds. But if you know me, you know that this weight is quite comfortable on my little bones. Anyway, I’ve always been this way about working out: I hate getting there but once I’m there I have fun, and afterwards I feel good. I’m tired and sore, but...
Who’s vomiting now?
My first day of Booty Camp. It’s really hot out. So hot that the city of Toronto has issued an extreme weather alert. I’m hopeful that my class is cancelled. Already making alternate dinner plans thinking that this class is cancelled…I mean what kind of crazy people would make me work out in this blistering heat? The Booty Camp people that’s who… My instructor Jess. That’s who. It is really freaking hot. Too...
We don’t ALL scream for Ice Cream
It’s Sunday afternoon and Do It All Daddy decides that we should go for a walk to a local ice cream cafe. I argued that I should stay home because if you’ve read this, then you know that I’m starting Booty Camp this week, and I really don’t think that having delicious Italian ice cream is good for my cause. Anyway nobody liked my idea – me staying home alone while they all went for ice cream - so I went too. I figured the walk...
My kid doesn’t eat
My four year-old doesn’t eat. Here’s a picture of my 2 year-old eating salad, she’ll eat anything but fast food, bless her: Let me rephrase my first sentence: My 4 year-old son doesn’t eat what I want him to. He’s a pretty picky eater. Actually, I’ve heard of kids who are pickier. Anyway, I think he’s a pain in the butt when it comes to meal times. Here’s a list of what he does eat: Veggies: Potatoes –...