Motherhood

Oct 23, 2009
It used to be that when we took our afternoon walk, I snapped about fifty billion pictures of Hank.  Look at Hank running!  Look at Hank running some more!  Look at Hank sniffing that other dog’s butt! After the baby was →MORE...

Oct 20, 2009
On Sunday, my husband decided that he was going to spend some time executing all manners of masculine deeds, things like farting and burping and leaving the toilet seat up.  Or he was going to work on the yard.  One or →MORE...

Sometime last week, Charlie blossomed.  My husband and I went to bed one night with our baby tucked between us and the next morning, she rolled over and just, hm, how to put this, WOKE UP.  She’s become a whole new →MORE...

A little while ago, I set off to run some errands with exactly ONE diaper.  One diaper and I forgot the wipes.  One diaper and I forgot the wipes and I forgot a change of clothing.  One diaper and I forgot →MORE...

As a nursing mother, I have run into two HUGE problems with sleeping. The first problem obviously concerns my boobs.  I may have mentioned this once or twice or ten billion times, but I produce too much milk.  I am a →MORE...