The Bassinet
This morning I started my period again. I’m two days out from my last official day of breastfeeding. Things are moving along nicely back towards ..normalcy. Soon I can Botox again, and whiten my teeth. I can wear any shirt with any bra and not take ‘feedability’ into account. I can enjoy a cocktail. […]
Three
Potty Training: The Big Lie
Milestones. We obsess over them, and I’m no different. First smile, first tooth, first spoonful of sweet potato, first step, first word…..it all leads feverishly to that final hurdle, the effective end of toddlerhood, the beginning of kidhood and the glorious release of Mom and Dad from the practical, nitty gritty, constant hands on care […]
10 Pt. Birth Story
1. I don’t like to brag, but I totally rock the huge, swollen, naked from the waist down holding a size 4 diaper between my legs look. Naaaailed it. 2. Then the adult diapers. My water broke at 5:30am. It was the ” steady stream ” variety, if you must know. 3. At the hospital […]
I’m not pregnant anymore!!
The Other Mother: The one who lost her little boy
Marianne Neerman is a long time reader, a registered nurse, and a mother raising her family in Georgia. She has suffered and survived the abuse of a child, premature births and death. She is the mother of four boys, Evan, Grant and the surprise baby Colby. And Owen. Her third son. Her angel. Normally I […]
This time I’m going to nail this newborn thing.
Tomorrow begins my seventh month growing ‘ Little Brother ‘. This is getting serious. Baby clothes are being organized. Gear is getting pulled up from the basement. We’re in the process of trying to Finally, FINally purchase and settle into a permanent home. One with room for two children, a visiting mother-in-law and at least […]
The ‘New Fashioned’ Way
It occurred to me yesterday, that in all the excitement of being able to announce a pregnancy, and then all the complaining about how awful pregnancy is, and what to name the baby, I’d forgotten to mention just how I finally became pregnant. Eighteen months. Eighteen months it took us. By that eighteenth month, last […]
What’s in a name?
Quite a bit of angst, actually, when you and your opponent, uh, husband are the ones who have to do the naming. The Hubs and I are in a dead, implacable, somewhat contentious stalemate regarding the name of baby #2. This is new territory for us considering how easily we named Luka. Before we even […]