Sometimes life can be a bit overwhelming. You know like when you’ve just come back from a whirlwind trip to visit family and friends, back in the town where you used to live that you still miss and you drive by your old house and can see the light beaming through the front door and…
Co-Sleeping is NOT for the Tender-Ribbed (or me)
The sleeping arrangements at Grandma and Grandpa’s house leave a little to be desired. At least for me. Little G was satisfied to sleep on a blow up kiddie bed for the first two nights but unfortunately that has lost it’s luster and he’s found the bed where I sleep (in the same room) much…
You Capture – Work
It’s someone’s WORK to drive these… It’s someone’s WORK to wear this… And these… It’s my WORK to fold these… It’s my WORK to make these… It’s my WORK to play with these? NAH! It’s a walk in the park compared to putting on that fire suit. Who has the more difficult day at WORK?…
WW – It’s LIke He’s Growing Up or Something
The B Man caught me off-guard a little today when he walked in the kitchen while I was attempting to cook dinner and comfort his fussy baby sister (it’s apparently called “multi-tasking” and not “stressful” – whatever). He was starting to unzip his school pants while saying “Mommy, wanna see something funny!?” I was inclined…
Love and Prayers for Haiti
As I click around my little corner of the blogo-sphere this week I feel like I’m about the only person who hasn’t said something about the tragic earthquake in Haiti. It’s not that I don’t know it happened and it’s certainly NOT that I don’t feel for the people of that nation and pray for…
My Outing Today, This Weekend and ANOTHER Blog
Let me set the scene for you: Three kids, including an infant IN an infant carrier. Toddler with “space & rockets” p.j.s and dirty socks. No shoes. Kindergartener still in school uniform and his coat (actually looking pretty good). Mom who decides on a whim that it’s a good idea to drive to a certain…
Is There a Two and Half Year Old in Da House?
Oh Good Golly IS there! And this particular one is QUITE a handful these days. I think even he would admit it. Many times when we address him in a stern way he replies “YesSir!” to all of us. Meaning Me, Tim AND The B Man. He’s frequently in time out lately for hitting, kicking…
WW – When I Used to “Work”
I’ve been having memories in the last couple of days of when I used to work outside the home after The B Man was born. Perhaps because I have another little baby and can’t even imagine having to leave her soon… I went for my six week post-op check up at the doctor on Monday…
Perhaps I Jinxed it
I bought bottle brushes before Baby K was born. I felt I didn’t get the best help in the hospital. I guess I didn’t work hard enough with the nipple shield and other apparatus. I posted early on that it wasn’t working. And it’s STILL not. I cried the other day, and HARD. My little…
Playing “House” (forgive me if it’s a little rambly…)
Do you remember when we were little girls and we used to play “house?” (well except for the few men that may read my blog, you probably were busy playing G.I. Joe or some crap…but us girls, we played ‘house.’) Looking back now, I kinda wish I’d played something else more. Like what I’m not…