Now we’re back to the old fussy baby who won’t sleep even when he wants to. He’s down, he’s up, he’s down, he’s up… he’s a miserable wreck. Grrrrrrrr.
Category: baby baby baby
new day, new baby
The baby of today bears little or no resemblance to Thursday’s child. Could you tell that yesterday’s post ended abruptly? I was going to write all about breaking down, but was too tired and broke down to tell the story.…
this post had a lot of different titles
… as I wrote it in my head throughout the day. For example, right now, it should be called “de-lurk before i do something drastic,” as I have just found out that at least one blogger has declared this national…
how many licks?
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll pop? How many roads must a man walk down? And how many times can a baby spit up on one adorable waffle cotton striped hoodie…
now we’re cooking
After weeks of meals brought by friends, meals bought from the steam table at Whole Foods, meals to-go from various local restaurants, we are indeed, in fact, cooking. A few nights ago, I took the meatballs and peas recipe and…
friday’s child was super cranky
Which one will be full of mirth? Yesterday was ridiculously difficult. Back to marathon nursing, but punctuated by MARATHON crying. And little or no napping ALL FREAKING DAY. I felt like a superhero everytime I would swaddle or moby him,…
the yoga of getting to mom-and-baby yoga class
It’s 10:30 a.m. Class is at 11:15. You need to eat something (you’re starving), dress the baby, dress yourself, stock the diaper bag, put the baby in the car seat, and get out the door. And it’s going to rain.…
where did tuesday go?
Time is really elusive in this world of naps and boobs and diapers. Never left the house yesterday. But today, today I went for a walk up and down the block, up and down our stairs, around the back yard…