Category Family
Postscript Poem
Little girl, I love you so, But you’re a crawling tornado. You’re cute – it’s true – but underneath, You have the mind of a devious thief. I found my brush in the soup pot. You put it there, you sneaky tot. What is the appeal of the commode? And why must you destroy our […]
Just Because
Little girl, I love you so, More than you will ever know. Your back, your ear, your teeth, your nose Every day, my heart just grows. I know that there will come a day When you’ll grow up and move away. But right now, in your babyhood, You’re still all mine and that is Good.
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Take me to the head mommy blogger. I have a complaint I need to voice. I feel I am owed an apology from the mommy blogger collective for something they failed to tell me. Sure, they told me that the first weeks would be hard. They told me that I should get used to the […]
Would a C by another other name be as sweet?
…Or some other wrong paraphrase of a poorly-remembered Shakespeare line. This is the post where I write down all the nicknames we have made up for C and regularly refer to her with so I won’t ever forget them. Nicknames sometimes have a short shelf life, but that doesn’t mean they’re not special. Bunny Buney […]
Some thoughts for Friday. Because it’s Friday already. I know, I’m shocked too.
This is another installment in the “Emily doesn’t really have a theme to her blog right now but that’s OK” series. In related news, I am enjoying my relaxed hold on blogging. Treating this space more like the diary I originally intended it to be feels right. I am, however, working on a piece on […]
The Other Side: Notes on the Ninth Month
Even though we all know that 40 weeks actually equals ten months rather than nine (or at least those of us who have actually been pregnant know this, as that last month is probably the most miserable making us acutely aware of the passage of time), I can’t help but think that Miss C has […]
Over the Meadow and Through the Woods
Alternate title – Well, This Should Be Fun: The Christmas Edition Ashley will be hosting the big Festivus for the ‘Pressed of Us finale here on Friday because I will be a bit indisposed. B and I are gluttons for punishment and we have decided to make the trek home to Memphis for Christmas. In the […]
Reason Eleventy Billion Why Being a Parent is Worth the Poop
Before you start reading this, put on a song you love. If you want some suggestions, there are a few selections from my soundtrack I listened to when I wrote this here, here, and here. I am not a dancer. Me not being a dancer goes hand-in-hand with me being self conscious. I feel like […]
The Waiting 