used my belly as a tray table learned all about the linea negra got a prenatal massage wouldn't let the man at the nail salon massage me, anywhere was put on bed rest read a few too many books written by celebrities saw my daughter's heart beating heard my daughter's heart beating felt my heart skip a beat ate Thanksgiving dinner, several times ate my ...
The Proposal, Part Forever
There I was, in St. John, on my bed, looking down at my husband, who was on his knee, holding out a box, in his hand. Proposal, no? But, peaking out from the shell-like box was not an engagement ring. It was a ring, yes. But a diamond on a band, no. Instead, there was a gorgeous mother of pearl ring, a tropical flower on an ...
The Proposal, Part Quatre
Three swift taps on our bedroom door, Followed by three magic words: “In room dining!” My ears perked up, as the adrenaline started to course through my body. Something was happening, Unexpected happiness. “You might want to answer that,” my husband said, slyly. (And by slyly, I mean nervously. Sorry, love.) I climbed, hesitantly, out of bed, slid on a pair of ...
The Proposal, Part Trois
“A trip to the South will bring you unexpected happiness." As I stared down at the small, white fortune in my hand, I knew that it meant something. I showed my husband, but didn’t say much, As, at that moment, I felt as though the universe and I were in on a secret; That I had been given ...
The Proposal, Part Deux
As I told you in Part Une, My husband and I were supposed to spend a nice Saturday in town, And I could barely get out of my sweats. I could barely get out of bed. Plus, on top of the way I was feeling, the way I was looking was not so hot. Take my normal hungover look—a look ...
A Be-In
We are camping out, staying cozy and snuggled up on this RAINY Saturday. Perfect, for me. I love a good PJ party. However, it looks like someone forgot to pack his pajama pants. Hey, guess it has finally paid off to have a wife who is a perpetual-over-packer, now hasn't it?
Have you ever taken off your bra and dangled it in front of a crying baby’s face, in a pinch, as a make-shift toy? Yeah, um, I totally haven’t done that. Come to think of it, have you ever typed a blog post with one hand, while using the other hand to wave a lit-up Blackberry in baby’s sight-line, while nursing and singing ...
you are my sunshine
This afternoon, during the great deluge, my husband scooped the baby up into his arms and took her to the window. I couldn't hear what he was saying word-for-word, but I could make out enough of his voice to know that he was telling her about the rain she was seeing. The two of them stood, staring through the ...
The Proposal, Part Une
Once upon a time, I met the love of my life. We fell in love, immediately, Declared our love, loudly, In the streets, Burst out into song, In public, And had little bluebirds land on our fingertips as our hands joined together to form a perfect heart. Come on. You know better than that, by now. The truth is, I met my husband, Our relationship grew, We fell ...
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