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Our family of 4. Growing up, my older brother would frequently ask me if I knew that I was adopted. (I’m not – classic big brother torment.) He did it so frequently that one day I kind of started to believe him. So I asked my mom if it was true. Her response, “Oh yes, because having a 3 year old and a 1 year old wasn’t enough, adopting a third child just sounded like a great idea.” I have a 3 year old and a 1 year old now… I totally get it. I am so, so incredibly blessed to have two beautiful, healthy children. I am lucky that I’ve never had to know firsthand the pain of infertility, miscarriage, or infant loss. I thought I was losing Nora in the first trimester, and it was pure hell. I am thankful ... Read the full post.
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Have you heard about the default parent? The post went viral recently, and the author #nailedit. Seriously, it’s one of those blog posts that just makes most parents quietly sigh, “Yessss.” Even reading it aloud to my husband last night, he agreed. Every family, we’ve decided, must be functioning like this to some degree – including us. However, M. Blazoned put this much more eloquently than I ever could have. The hubs and I have been talking about this concept a lot lately, before we even stumbled onto this “Default” theory. Except, I have defined two roles in our family: the fun parent and the shit parent. The latter is a noun, not an adjective and should not be confused with “shitty” ... Read the full post.
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Dear Bean, Just a few seconds old! In true second child fashion, this first birthday letter is late. Very late. You turned one a week, 11 days, 19, 21, 23 (okay this is just getting embarrassing) days ago. But I guess that means I just need to make this letter extra special – kind of like you. One year ago, I thought you would never come out. It was looking like you were destined to live inside my womb until it was time to go to college, feet tucked oh so uncomfortably up inside my ribcage. But then in true female fashion, one good shopping trip was just enough to get you moving. And the rest was history. Not that I intend to stereotype you. You don’t have to love shopping just because you’re a girl. In fact, mom and dad& ... Read the full post.
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As I sat in the grocery store parking lot, car running, trying to pull myself together, I heard my cell phone ping alerting me to a new text message. My eyes were swollen and red from intense crying and my nose was running, partially due to an oncoming cold but mostly from the hysterics. *Have the kids eaten dinner yet?* I can’t even have a nervous breakdown in peace. Rewind to earlier that day. It was a Monday and I was home with the kids, due to the “we take all the {paid} holidays!!!11” daycare policy. Life lately has been hellish, on all fronts. And I was preparing for another relatively stressful week, while also brewing what I’d discover 4 days later to be Bronchitis. If it’s not already obviously by ... Read the full post.
OMG, this throwback Thursday (#tbt) is so relevant. Because flu season has sprung. This little gem is from January 2012. Memorieeees. Enjoy! Well, we had another week jam-packed with firsts. I guess that tends to happen when you have a new baby, right? Anyway, it all began on Monday when Charlie and I both woke up not feeling so hot. Or, I guess I should say we were feeling too hot…literally. I had to work, even though it was MLK day, and I could feel that I had a slight fever. Charlie’s temp never got over 99.7, but still a low-grade fever. I had a bit of a sore throat. Charlie had a cough, was sneezing a ton and had some pretty funky looking boogies. Over-share? What, you’re not used to me doing that by now? We thought ... Read the full post.
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Reviews: When it feels right or the mood strikes, I’m going to review some products here. I will write reviews independent of any kind of compensation. This is so you know that my opinion is 100% untainted by dollah dollah bills. View my full review policy here. The other day, someone in my online mommy group brought LilyPadz to my attention. She was looking for advice from someone who had used them, which I had not, however after reading the description on Amazon.com I decided I kind of needed to have them. From Amazon: “LilyPadz are the revolutionary alternative to traditional nursing pads combining such unique features as flexibility, breathability, invisibility and ‘sticks-to-you-ability’ to provide the kind of ... Read the full post.
I love revisiting my birth stories. In honor of Nora-bean’s first birth coming up, the tied-for-first-with-her-brother’s-birthday day of my life! <3 — Nora’s birth story began with me convinced it was never going to begin. When I found out I was pregnant again, my intuition told me two things: (1) it was a girl, and (2) she was going to come late. Turns out, my intuition is pretty good. Nora was due to arrive on Saturday, September 28th. As the date crept closer, I thought for sure my intuition had been wrong and that she would come sooner…from about my 37th week on, it felt like her head was already halfway out. I had a hard time walking around, sitting at my desk at work, and I was constantly having Braxto ... Read the full post.
We are tired parents.
We are tired parents. So, what does a working mom of a 2 year old and a newborn have to do in a day? Since you asked, here’s my day in have-to’s: I have to hit snooze, at least 3 times. Have to shower and blow dry my hair without waking up these kids. Where’s the coffee? I have to remember to brush my teeth after this cup of coffee. I have to nurse the baby. Have to get the kids dressed. I have to find Charlie’s other boot. Where the fuck is the other boot?! Have to let the dogs out. Have to get out of the house by 7:15. Did I pay the daycare bill? Shit, have to write that check. Where are the fucking envelopes?! Gotta have another cup of coffee. Thank god for Dunkin Donuts. We’ ... Read the full post.