Tag Archives: Miss C
May the gushing begin!
For once, the baby picture you see here is not of Wee Cee. The child above is me, at the celebration of my first year on the planet. I was one, as C will soon be as well. Her first birthday is next month on March 31! WHAT? This blog was born because she started […]
The Other Side: Notes on the Tenth Month
Something happened over the course of the last month that I am having a hard time wrapping my brain around. I think it must have been around the second week of January that I looked at Wee Cee and noticed that she was turning into a little girl. She is just as much child now […]
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.
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 […]
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 […]
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 Other Side: Notes on the Eighth Month
To the baby who will eventually read all these posts about her development over her first year: I’m sorry this is going to be a short summary of all the stuff you’ve been doing. You are currently napping in your swing*, and I have no idea how long your slumber will last. Writing about you […]
The Waiting 