Thank you all for your sympathetic and empathetic comments on my last post. I wrote it hoping for catharsis so I could let it go (it worked, fyi) and ended up feeling so much closer to my tribe of readers. That got me thinking about how great this whole blogging gig is. I know so [...]
Filed under: confessional, where do I come up with this stuff?
I’ve been wanting to blog for over a week now and just can’t seem to get any time to do so. Sam’s in this horribly needy/clingy/screechy stage. He’s an absolute gem when he’s being held. Gerald actually calls him “Guy Smiley.” However, the MINUTE you set his ass down, it’s DEFCON 1/Red Alert/Death is Imminent. [...]
Filed under: Sam, maddie, where do I come up with this stuff?
Last night while Maddie was at vacation bible school, I took Sam to the grocery store with me. It was an unmitigated disaster. There I was, trying to shop, and he just would. not. stop. I mean, it went on and on through the entire store. I finally had to stop in the pop aisle [...]
Filed under: Sam, complaining, where do I come up with this stuff?
Today is Gerald’s first day back at work. This means I’m running around the house like a crazy person, trying to figure out what the hell I need to do and in what order they need to be done. This morning, Maddie and Sam both woke up at the same time. She needed a diaper [...]
Filed under: Sam, sahm, where do I come up with this stuff?
Those of you that follow me on twitter undoubtedly saw my frantic posting about being in labor last night. Since I’m not sitting here typing my son’s birth story, you can guess that it was once again The False Labor. The contractions started around 3:00 and by 5:30, they were five minutes apart and pretty [...]
Filed under: knocked up, where do I come up with this stuff?
When in gawd’s name did it become vital to me to tell the internet about the state of my lady bits? Seriously, on the way home from my OB appointment this afternoon, I was mentally composing a post to tell complete strangers about parts of my body that have never seen the light of day. [...]
Filed under: knocked up, where do I come up with this stuff?
1. How in the world do Emily Elizabeth’s parents afford to feed Clifford? And who scoops the poop? Also, wouldn’t you be a leeeetle bit pissed if you agree that your kid can get a puppy and suddenly the dog is mutant-freak-big? So big that you had to sell your house and move? I’d have [...]
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As a general rule, we are not Involved People. We’re pretty much homebodies and are content to exist in our little bubble of family togetherness. Neither one of us has very many brick and mortar friends that live close by. We’re very close to our extended families, but most of them live hours and hours [...]
Filed under: confessional, where do I come up with this stuff?
You know, I’ve always heard other women talk about feeling their baby’s kicks. I’ve heard about strong kicks that hurt, fluttering kicks that tickle, etc. But I’ve never heard anyone talk about the crazy ass distortions one’s pregnant belly goes through. When I was pregnant with Maddie my obesity meant that I didn’t feel her [...]
Filed under: knocked up, where do I come up with this stuff?
Things I still need to do before the baby arrives: * Go through all of the baby stuff we have in storage and wash it all with bleach. *shudder* * Go through all of Maddie’s baby clothes and pull out anything that’s gender neutral for The Boy to use, send the awesome things to Mama [...]
Filed under: knocked up, where do I come up with this stuff?
