When you become a parent, things change. And by things, I mean everything. Your baby is born, you hear her wail, and in that moment, the life you once knew has been traded in for something new. And trust me, you're trading up here, for sure. But still, it takes some getting used to. You stop sleeping. You worry about things you never ...
wordless weekdays
Hi! Remember me? It's been awhile, hasn't it? Aw, thanks, I've missed you, too! You see, this week I was feeling a bit under the weather, and, apparently, so has Wordpress. It isn't that I haven't had a lot to say, I just haven't had a way to say it. Like, on Wednesday-- It was to be a Wordless Wednesday, for this picture says it all. Because ...
nobody puts daddy in the corner
What does it mean to be the daddy of a little girl? I know that in my house growing up, it meant many things. My dad grew up with 3 sisters. He then had 2 daughters and a female dog. He was a life-long swimmer in the estrogen pond, so to speak. In some ways, my dad is ...
far more importantly, happy 1/2 birthday,
dear Twin!!! Meet you here, for tapas, in 10! Oh, and save room to pop into here for dessert. Or, we can make them sing to us over brownie sundaes at Hard Rock again. Totally up to you. As long as we end our night on the big red couches in front of this Deal? Deal. Besos, mi amor! You know you ...
Happy 1/2 Birthday,
To Me!! Is it wrong for me to say that? My Pop Pop said it with a voice-mail message; My sister said it with a Facebook post; My mom said it with a phone-call; but, my husband's way of saying it took the cake.. or.... cookie. On my 1/2 birthday last year, I came home to a fantastic smelling house, and this little masterpiece, sitting ...
the dedication page
Pardon me, as I've been remiss. I published this fairytale without it's dedication page. Crying it Out, The Fairytale is dedicated to my dearest friends, who do not yet have babies of their own, but who coaxed me through every agonizing minute of my plight, with words of support, encouragement and love. J and Befo, this one's for ...
crying it out, the fairytale
Once upon a time today, we decided to let the baby fall asleep on her own in her crib, and gave her 25 minutes to "cry it out". The baby cried for 25 agonizing minutes, and I wept quietly by the monitor's side, and when 25 minutes passed, I picked up the baby, who was trembling with ...
thank you for the new
Thank you for all that is new. In Judaism, there is a blessing called the Shehecheyanu. Traditionally, you say the Shehecheyanu to mark the start of something new, for every first, at the beginning of a Holiday, for a birth, on an occasion to be grateful for.... I think you get the gist. This is one of my favorite blessings, and growing up, ...
“A Friend in Need is a Friend, Indeed!”
I think that someone was feeling a little need to raise her coolness cred... I received the following BBM at 2:28 this morning. I bet you can guess who it is from. "Just want to let you know that I quoted "Big Rock Candy Mountain" drunk right now. FYI." If you guessed the baby sister, you'd be correct. Oh, ...
true love’s sis
This evening, not long after dinnertime, and just after bathtime, and right before bedtime, the baby and I squeezed in a little video-chat time with my baby sis. You see, before the baby could bring herself to fall asleep, she needed "True Love's Kiss" from her favorite Aunt, which, around these parts, is a special smooch that is reserved for only ...
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