The day started strong, after another nicely spaced 11 hours of mostly sleeping and some nurse/nappy activities interspersed between, the night before. The trouble started on the changing table around 7:30 a.m. I’m looking down at my boy’s boy parts,…
it’s a valentine’s sleep-miracle
It’s evening. Husband is out doing errands, due back at 7. He’d come home at 5:30, rocked the boy down to napping before leaving at 6, and the boy woke up again not 10 minutes later. Crying. I tried rocking…
one of the pluses of being up in the middle of the night
is that I get to toddle about the internet and find out that Mayberry Mom has put an elegant twist on the most recent meme-go-round. It helps that I (brilliantly) moved my laptop from the bedroom last night (hard to…
life just being life
Not much to report. Been waiting for the boy’s head to get bigger. So I, too, can have one of those big-headed babies. I’m tired. Suddenly realized this tiredness is not going to go away for, like, years. The boy…
some people just don’t get it
I’ve crossed over to the other side. I used to be one of those people. Blissfully ignorant. Perhaps even a little disdainful. Of what it is to be a parent. Of what it takes to negotiate the world while also…
milestones
Today was a day of firsts: 1. Mommy’s first time nursing under a blanket — in car, in the parking lot of Trader Joe’s, and only because the sun was hitting baby in the face and bothering him. 2. I…