Tag Archives: parenthood
Babies Are Absurd
I was washing the dishes yesterday with Miss C in her little Rock ‘N Play thing next to me, just watching me. And it occurred to me. Babies are ridiculous. Truly ridiculous. I think it’s like when you say a word over and over and over, and eventually it sounds like martian-talk. When you think […]
I’m Glad I’m Not Patricia Heaton
Remember that show “Everybody Loves Raymond”? In it, Ray Barrone lives in Queens across the street from his overbearing mother (Marie) and grizzled father (Frank) and has to deal with constant clashes between them and his wife Debra, played by Patricia Heaton. I can no longer watch this show because it stresses me out beyond […]
Here’s to Babies
A year ago today, this happened: I will celebrate by eating Cherry Garcia. Granted, eating Cherry Garcia is a regular activity for me, but if you’re celebrating with a Miss C perched upon your knee, it is all the more delicious. Happy Thursday!
Colors
Graduation season is upon us. Lately, every time I log onto Facebook, I see my friends updating their statuses saying that their final projects and theses have been submitted and they just picked up their caps and gowns. B’s work schedule has changed a bit to accommodate the exams, and in a couple weeks he […]
Wherein I stare down the enemy of sleep
You may remember that back when I was preggo, I was kind of obsessed with the creation of our baby registry, mostly because I had no idea what we actually needed and I didn’t want to look like a fool to my friends and family when they saw the ridiculously unnecessary things I had registered for. […]
The Other Side: Notes on the First Month
Powered by some high octane coffee and Miss C’s morning power nap, I am now going to attempt to hammer out some comments on this, the eve of her one-month birthday. (I know?! ONE MONTH, right?!) I am IN LOVE. Obvious, I know, but I can’t help but shout from the rooftops how much I […]
Gratitude
I have the best besfrinn in the world. Sometimes it seems like the honorific “best friend” is phased out of people’s vocabulary as they get older, but I will always call her my besfrinn because that is exactly who she is to me, and no amount of years can change that. Cameron and I met […]
The Emancipation of Bebe
So, it looks like today is The Day. For a pregnancy blog, that can only mean one thing. Keep your fingers crossed for us. Oh and if you’re having some trouble putting this together, just scroll down to the tags.
How I Spent My Shower Vacation: I Promise This is the Final Installment
OK, so I realize that this whole chronicle of my trip to Memphis has gotten a little longer than we all hoped, but I can assure you that the slideshow is wrapping up and pretty soon I’ll be refreshing your drinks/ offering you a piece of strawberry shortcake/ allowing you to escape. Sleep did not […]
Hi, Baby. This is me.
As a small birthday present to myself, I ordered Bebe’s baby book last week. Since her nursery is essentially just as bare as it was a week ago when I waxed poetic about the few things we have already stocked it with, I suppose I should have been buying something more “useful” for her and […]
The Waiting 