I’ve decided to let go of the word “shill.” Sometimes I like things and I need to talk about them. If I ever rave about something I get for free, I’ll let you know.
Jasmine Lime Cooler: You could make this at home, with some brewed jasmine tea and Odwalla’s limeade, or be even more . . . → Read More: some nice things
I am however happy to engage in a little bloggy-love based commerce. See what I mean in the rest of this post, below. This was written, and photos taken, over a month ago, and intended to be posted on another website, FYI…
For those of you following my minute-by-minute reports on Jonah’s sleep patterns, that one day was more of an aberration. He’s back on track (who is driving this train?) with his usual sleep and general nap times, though none of us could get him down for that third nap yesterday. These things happen.
Yesterday’s noble optimism has been clouded by today’s lack of sleep.
He just didn’t sleep today. From 5 a.m. on. Okay, he took mini naps, nap-ettes at 3 and 5. And wouldn’t go to sleep until after 8, and after exhaustive effort on our part to make it so. Who is THIS boy?
Reading this article by Michael Pollan tonight reminded me of college. I took a class called “Controlling Processes” with Professor Laura Nader (sister of Ralph, and much more interesting). Every week, as we discussed all the different ways one can be controlled in society — standardized tests, public-space architecture, consent manufacturing (a la Noam Chomsky), . . . → Read More: the planet he will inherit
He was on an every three hours schedule last night. I think.
Have I mentioned before that nearly every mom in my moms group is doing “cry it out”? They’re all emailing the yahoo group about it. Trials, tribulations, techniques, tears. At our meeting this week I admitted that I feel a . . . → Read More: sleeeeeep and crying
A pretty day, a warm day. We were going to go to yoga first, but this morning was just one of those mornings. Between nursing and napping and a nice long shower and diapers and restocking the diaper bag and changing my spit-up covered shirt, we ran out of time.
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