You know how in movies they often parody parenthood by showing an out-of-control toddler tearing a place up as the parent runs helplessly behind, trying to grab the child while at the same time repairing the mess he’s made and prevent him from hurting himself? Well, turns out there’s no parody involved there; it’s simply [...]
Blogging is going to be a little tricky, as I can no longer sit. Well, I mean I can sit, but after about five minutes, I’m in pain, so sitting really isn’t an option for me. So I can either stand at the computer, which puts the keyboard at pretty much knee level, or I [...]
Now that we’re getting close, I’ve got some questions here for you more or differently experienced parents out there. If you have any answers, drop me an e-mail (or leave a comment, if you prefer): 1) Anyone used a doula? Pros and cons, please. Would you use one again?2) Have any favorite books on sibling [...]
I am officially uncomfortable. Things on my body ache, places I won’t mention in my blog. Leg cramps wake me up in the middle of the night. Last night, Adam and I took the second part of our childbirth refresher course, which is really a misnomer for us, as we never really had childbirth the [...]
Adam and I live a comfortable life. We don’t have a vacation house on the Cape but then we don’t worry about making our mortgage payment. I find Bugaboos offensive (why–why–does anyone need to spend $700 on stroller?). I find my Urban Baby e-mails to be ridiculous enough that I can’t bear to unsubscribe (yes, [...]
So, my little baby is my little baby, and it seems he’ll stay that way forever. And then he does these things–speak in sentences, play pretend, or come up with an astute observation–and I realize that the babyness really doesn’t last for long. We bought Doodles’s big boy bed about two months ago and figured [...]
Why don’t I own the soundtrack to Saturday Night Fever? How can I consider my life complete without it? Confession: I don’t like Dr. Seuss. At least not the beginner reader series Dr. Seuss. I actually can live without Green Eggs and Ham, and The Cat in the Hat is a snoozer. Although, we’ve recently [...]
I’m a cow. 31 1/2 weeks pregnant. And I’m a cow. Oddly, I weigh less than I did at this point with Doodles, but I’m twice as big. Moooooo!
This week I made a phone call I wouldn’t have imagined I’d ever have to make. I found myself calling Doodles’s pediatrician to whine, “They’ve secretly replaced my darling angel with this little monster!” I thought they only ever made the switch for Folgers Crystals. Seriously, we’re still a month and a half shy of [...]