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Um…

So, I just decided to start weaning my daughter. She has been breastfed for 13 months and 20 days, and save a few sips of cow's milk here and there, it has been mama's milk and mama's milk only since we first met, all of those many days, and feedings, ago. I remember when nursing her used to ...

Stats

So, this month, for the very first time, I neglected to write a Monthaversary tribute to my daughter. You know, like when she was five months and six months and seven months and eight months... And it's not that I've been forgetful or busy teaching. It's that I can't put into words how much this little 9 month old means to me. I can't find the ...

“Oh, what is the letter we love?”

See this guy right up there? That would be my daughter's main squeeze. Apparently, he's also known as Elmo. Apparently, he's kind of cute. Apparently, we have a long history, as I had an original Tickle Me Elmo doll; you know, the one that people camped out at Toys R Us to buy, in the days before Ebay and ...

Follow Friday

My husband is under the weather. He's got a nasty sinus infection. In the land of mom this means three things: 1) He is not allowed to touch the baby without a pair of rubber gloves, a bandanna wrapped around his face and a Lysol shower. He looks like some sort of bandit dentist. 2) He is not allowed ...

in a blink

It's amazing. This week is my daughter's 20 week birthday. 20 weeks. In thinking of the significance of this week, I can't help but to think of another 20 week milestone. It was at 20 weeks pregnant that I found out that we were having a baby girl. That was a whole 40 weeks, the length of a whole, entire pregnancy, ago. How ...

A Baby Story, Chapter 5: A Happy Ending

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D-day had arrived. Or, should I say, D-night. D-night, as in due night. D night as in delivery night. D night as in “Do you think I can really do this? With no drugs?” D is for drug free, don’t you know. My water was broken, My contractions were steady, My IV was in, It was, Actually, Really, Truly, No doubt about it, Happening. Yet, still, there were ...

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 ...

The Story of Us–Chapter 1

I have mentioned before that my husband first appeared in my life long before he was, Well, Mine. In fact, the origins of our paths crossing dates back over twenty-some years, When we attended the same nursery school. And then attended the same preschool. And then the same elementary school. And then the same middle school. And then the same high school. I ...

a Name is a Name is a Name

I’m feeling a bit sentimental. We will be heading down to the shore for the Holiday weekend, And I can’t help but to think About the road that got us Here. Pardon the cliché, but it truly does feel like yesterday that my husband and I were spending our first summer together Down the shore, The days when we would sit on ...