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A 23 Week Old Story

Today, the baby decided to dump an entire bowl of oatmeal all over herself, her clothing, and my side of the bed. Is it wrong that this little act of rebellion makes me proud? I'm so excited that she's gotten old enough to do something so unquestionably naughty. I can't believe how far we've come in just 23 weeks. Because it's Sunday, and ...

furry like Sunday morning

Didjya hear the news? There's a party going on right here, in our big ol' King bed. In fact, I just caught Ziggy and Baby holding hands. It was mighty adorable. And while we're on the subject of dogs, and babies, and beds, do you know the way that my husband was roused from his 4am slumber this morning? It had to do with ...

dancin’ to the rhythm in our heart and soul, Saturday night,

Saturday night. So, yeah. It's Saturday night. And yeah, my friends may be out to fun dinners, or for yummy drinks, and yeah, a certain freckle-nosed family member of mine may have started drinking vodka-on-the-rocks at five four three two today, and yeah, I may have 4 dogs in my bed with me, (oh, did I not mention that we ...

On this fine Saturday, I

stomped on crunchy leaves, was yard sold, bought about 5000 almonds for about 5 dollars, mashed an avocado, called Lola "Loly Guacamole", realized that my new candles actually smell like B.O., purchased a Disney Princess Snuggie, returned a Disney Princess Snuggie, saw 2 giant feathers, missed my angels, wished I could share a funny story with my angels, remembered that my angels probably already knew it, said ...

T.G.I.S.

I made it. I survived my first week back from maternity leave. Yes, I work part time, (and by part time, I mean 3 days a week, for quarter days, at that) but I can't say that I'm not thrilled to have my first week behind me and my little baby before me, as she sits here, sucking on her big ...

Do you want to know what happened before I met my Prince Charming?

Then make sure to go to Fifty First (j)Dates and check out Date #23, I'll Take the Meatballs, With a Side of Instability. You just may know the author. You just may know the guy I wrote about. I hope not. Oh, and 2005 JDate guy? I hope you're not reading this! And, if you are... well, thanks for the steak!

pat the mommy (on the back)

You're stranded on a deserted island. You can only bring one thing. Obviously, that thing would be your baby. Duh. But we're talking objects, here. My suggestion? Pat the Bunny, of course! First, it's entertainment. Books are always good things to have on a deserted island. Second, it has a mirror! This way, you can always check out your new seaweed hair wrap and ...

busy and bandaged

I'm sorry. I've been neglectful. Please don't think that I don't love you anymore. I do! Oh, how I do. It's just that I've had some things going on. I'm ok. I promise. Just going through lots of band-aids and kisses and, perhaps, bowls of chocolate ice cream, and, definitely, old photos. Specifically, old Lola photos. You see, Lola made me a mommy. You see, Lola is going to be turning 3. You ...

deja vu, me & you

My husband is a wonderful, wonderful man. He has no problem being silly with me. As a daddy, he is as sweet as sugar All in all, a keeper, he is. However, the man cannot surprise me. Maybe it's our deep connection. We do have a sort of ESP. Don't believe me? Here. Here's your proof. However, I believe it is ...

“Congrats, Daddy!”

I know I've been a little quiet. Please excuse my absence. You see, I was celebrating Yom Kippur. I was mourning the end of my maternity leave. I was going back to work. But, it's all good. And I will share more about it. But, I have a baby to squeeze. I missed out on, approximately, 2,398 kisses today, and I must make up ...