Dear Maddie and Sam, I’ve given up on writing you individual letters. I have the very best of intentions, but time is a precious commodity these days and writing one letter to you both makes more sense. Mad, let’s start with you. You’re three and a half years old. You’ve mastered the arts of negotiation, [...]
So, what are your plans for the holiday weekend? I plan on cursing my emeffing neighbors who shoot off (illegal) fireworks in their yard, thus waking up my kids and terrifying my dog. Although the above is actually true, it’s not all we’re doing this weekend. Tomorrow afternoon/evening, my dad and his wife are hosting [...]
Sam’s starting to be a little more like a baby and less like, well, like a blob. He’s staying awake for longer periods of time. Granted, they mostly occur between the hours of 10:30pm and 3:00am, but STILL. He’s cooing and interacting and generally being more fun than, well, a blob. Maddie still adores him. [...]
Sam has entered the official “crying like a mofo” stage. For the first two and a half weeks of his life, he barely cried. He fussed and grumbled, but really only cried during sponge baths. Two days ago, that all changed. And not for the better. Now he cries when he’s hungry. And when he’s [...]
Filed under: complaining, family
* Sam is currently taking a nap in his crib in his very own room for the first time. Now, every tiny little snuffle and snort won’t jolt me wide awake and have me jumping up to check for choking on spit-up and SIDS. Instead, I’ll hear it over the monitor and have to run [...]
Mom, Five years ago today, I held you in my arms as you flew free of the body that had betrayed you. I thanked you for being my mom and promised that I would take care of Popie and he’d take care of me. That we would be ok without you and not to worry [...]
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My MIL will be here tomorrow to stay with us for a while. So, naturally, instead of cleaning like I ought to be, I’m avoiding it by posting. To be fair, I’ve already done a load of laundry, cleaned my bathroom and the end tables in the living room. But, um… there’s more to do. [...]
Today at work, an unknown coworker stopped me in the hallway and proclaimed that I was “so cute with my little round belly!” and wanted to know when I was due. I wanted to hug and kiss her for 1. knowing I was pregnant and not just chunky and 2. calling me cute and my [...]
Filed under: O: SP, knocked up, where do I come up with this stuff?
