The whining is all me. I am sick. Sick, I tell you. Not in the head. But as in head cold. Sneeeeeeeezy, runnnnnnny nose, waaaaaaaatery eyes. It’s miseeeeerrrrrabbbble. Seriously. And my face is raw, sandpapered raw from tissues/toilet paper/napkins, the…
i’m sick (and news of baby’s firsts)
I don’t get sick very often. I was just going to say that, Scott said. My nose is running. I have chills. Is this what comes from being around so many people? Probably. I don’t get sick very often. I…
blogher 08: partial live blogging
The experience is still sinking in and I’m still trying to catch up on sleep as the two-day blog-love-fest was exhausting in itself, and the boy is doing a little night waking (eine kleine nacht…) again lately. What I have…
we’re bloghering
Or rather, we did last night, and we WILL be again, as soon as Jonah wakes up from his morning nap. Never wake a sleeping baby, even when you’ve paid $300 to attend a three-day conference (plus $50 extra for…
we’ve been sleeping
…among other things which have apparently kept us from blogging. I didn’t want to jinx it by talking about it — due to the curse of the web that takes away that which one joyfully boasts about on one’s blog…
a historic day (night?)
Last night, he slept 11 hours straight. No waking. Not a peep. I’m in shock. 6:30 p.m. to 5:30 a.m. I was grinning like an idiot during his entire morning feeding. Scott passed the doorway of the nursery, saw my…