Last week, I was having one of those all-too-common underslept/overwhelmed days, wondering if I would ever see my kitchen counter again. It was a beautiful, warm day, though I couldn’t really appreciate it. On impulse, I opened up one of the bags of summer hand-me-downs for Baby A, since she’s constantly outgrowing things and was…
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Mommy’s in the Doghouse
“Mo-om.” (In the whiny voice, unsurprisingly.) “Why do you just make me cry all the time?” I had to laugh. “Dude, I have no idea.” For the past few days, any time I get a little stern with E, he says something like, “Mommy, you’re scaring me!” or “But now you’re really making me cry!”…
Happy Six Months, Baby Girl!
Dear Baby A, You are now half a year old! You are growing so fast! Just in the last two weeks, you have cut your first two teeth and learned to roll over, both ways. Here are some other things you have recently learned to do: wiggle while lying on your back, until you scootch…
The Anatomy of a Mum-Mum
Baby Mum-Mums. For parents of teething babies, they are saviour and anathema at once. How do they work? No one knows exactly. I am baffled, myself. They are delicate enough to be crushed to smithereens in your purse (preferably inside the package). They yield appropriately to the gentle crocodile-fierce pressure of a teething baby’s jaws….
Eight Random Things with Brilliant Segues
{Actually, I make no guarantees that the segues will be brilliant. But whatever.} My last post was a downer, I know. But now! I am able to lighten up for the following reasons: 1. I have awesome friends/family/Di-hards. THANK YOU for your sympathy and support, and offers of help. I hope I haven’t worried you…
A (mostly) Depressing Post.
I should probably not be writing right now. In my present state, it’s like drinking and dialling: I might use inappropriate honesty. For the last many weeks (I haven’t been counting because that just makes it worse) Baby A, and therefore I, have been sleeping in increments no longer than 2 hours, and often 90…
Four Months Old
Dear Baby A, On January 30th, it was four months since the day of your birth. I know it’s the worst cliché ever, but I can’t help it: the days have flown by. I cannot believe we are already here. Life with you and your brother has its exasperating moments. There have been lots of runny…
Is “a bit of fresh air” really worth it?
Let’s take a walk! What could be more invigorating, more wholesome, more beneficial for body and soul? I can take the kids, we can all get some fresh air, and the baby can have a nice lung-cleansing nap. On Wednesday I took my children for a walk around the neighbourhood. We have been graciously handed…
Happy New Year!
It’s January Seventh, Twenty-Thirteen! Happy new year (more or less), Di-hards. It’s the first day back to school, the 13th day after Christmas. As good a day as any for a new year post in which I lighten up a little bit… with a silly celebratory questionnaire meme. Woo hoo! {Disclaimer: Dilovely wrote these responses,…
The Love for Four Fan Blades
My daughter has a fascination – bordering on a love affair – with the ceiling fan in the bedroom. Whether falling asleep or waking up, she gazes at it and her limbs get all excited (if they’re not swaddled). She grins and babbles to it in delight… and it’s not even on. E loved ceiling…