When the baby is screaming and the toddler is shaving the cat: Wine Please
First and foremost, I need to get some Thank-You’s out there. I’ve been a bit lax in the gratitude department. I want to say thanks to LaskiGal at From the Cheap Seats for hearting my little blog: I’m not quite sure who to pass this along to, since it seems nearly everybody that I regularly read has it already (and…
Continue reading : Appreciation and Screaming While SleepingIt seems that I have scared commenters away, what with my boob-talk and confessions of mixing prescriptions with wine. So to make up for it, I will not write and will instead present you with gratuitous pictures of my children. Check for updates later that include Gavin in his St. Paddy’s day green (he was already…
Continue reading : Happy St. Patrick’s DayFor some reason, I feel the need to confess that I am zoning out watching “Tommy Tiernan: Something Mental” on Comedy Central. I cannot stop laughing. I don’t know if it’s just because he’s Irish, because he’s actually funny, or maybe my little Zoloft pill is mixing weird with my wine? I’ll let you decide. Although…
Continue reading : Quick ConfessionIn light of Sarcastic Mom’s Breastfeeding Carnival, I’m offering up the link to my BF’ing story for anyone who’d like to read it again or for anyone who missed it. As a follow up, I continued to pump 2-3 times per day at work until January. By then I was tired of going into a tiny, dark, freezing-cold room to get…
Continue reading : A Re-Post and Follow-Up of SortsTechnically, he was 8 months yesterday. But in my zeal to appeal to Metro for mass transportation, I forgot until like 5pm. Yep, bad mama. I can tell you that besides saying “Da-da-da-da” and “Ba-ba-ba-ba” since January, he has added in “ma-ma-ma-ma-ma” and “na-na-na-na” in the last two weeks. He has also perfected…
Continue reading : Cooper’s 8-Month Birthday