The iced tea incident. The iced tea incident is still a joke in my family. The iced tea incident caused quite the stir (pun intended) at the OBGYN’s office. And not just because members of the office staff bombarded my OB when he came back into work, post-incident, on Monday morning, to make sure I hadn’t ...
mahalo, bandeau
More on milk jugs... And Maui. June 2009 Crowded pool of beautiful Maui resort. My bikini top inexplicably pops off. Completely off Lands on the ground. Husband is off retrieving water, so I’m alone, horrified, topless, in public, during the day. Nowhere to hide. Manage to get top off ground and on body in oh, about….3 hours. Or so it feels. Yet, once again inexplicably, June ...
A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes
My daughter is named after my favorite Disney Princess. While that may not be the exact reason for the origin of her name, it is also not just a happy coincidence. And it certainly is fun picking out princess paraphernalia for her, which I hope she will treasure as she gets older. In fact, once upon a time ...
I drink your milkshake.
it’s a weird thing going from being a normal, 20-something human being to a walking, talking milk factory.
the day that I got poop on my face
I am a new mother. I may work with kids, all day, every day, but to mommyhood, I am a total newbie. And I totally think I’m in the realm of calm. …Most of the time Like when my baby hiccups out of the blue…and just for a second I think she’s having some kind of spasm disorder. That’s just ...
So, do most people watch the song and dance numbers from their favorite musical television shows on repeat? And dance along? And then actually learn the dances? And then do said dances over and over again, in the bedroom, standing in front of the TV, husband, baby, dogs (and any neighbors walking by)? And then ...
june 2009 I am covered in sunscreen, lying on the sand on Ka’anapali Beach in Maui. june 2010 I am covered in spit-up, lying on the floor of my daughter’s bedroom for “Tummy Time” Isn’t there some expression about a year making a whole hell of a difference? Still, I wouldn’t trade June 2010 for anything.
june 2009 I am covered in sunscreen, lying on the sand on Ka’anapali Beach in Maui. june 2010 I am covered in spit-up, lying on the floor of my daughter’s bedroom for “Tummy Time” Isn’t there some expression about a year making a whole hell of a difference? Still, I wouldn’t trade June 2010 for anything.
june 2009 I am covered in sunscreen, lying on the sand on Ka’anapali Beach in Maui. june 2010 I am covered in spit-up, lying on the floor of my daughter’s bedroom for “Tummy Time” Isn’t there some expression about a year making a whole hell of a difference? Still, I wouldn’t trade June 2010 for anything.
june 2009 I am covered in sunscreen, lying on the sand on Ka’anapali Beach in Maui. june 2010 I am covered in spit-up, lying on the floor of my daughter’s bedroom for “Tummy Time” Isn’t there some expression about a year making a whole hell of a difference? Still, I wouldn’t trade June 2010 for anything.
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