When I was pregnant, I expected to get absolutely nothing done for the first few weeks of Gabriel’s life. I expected to eat strictly frozen pizzas and peanut butter sandwiches, sleep when the baby slept, and let my house become completely destroyed. And I was totally okay with it. (Frozen pizzas? More naps? Abandoning housework?Read the whole post >>
Read MoreHe: – has started squawking and squealing. He loves the sound of his own voice and it’s really quite adorable…for a few minutes. – always wants to stand, and likes to try out the Johnny Jump Up thing that hangs from the doorway. – has started playing with toys. Weird. – is such a squirmy little guy,Read the whole post >>
Read More2010. On one hand, it was a pretty simple year: I found out I was pregnant at the end of 2009, and spent the entire year being pregnant, giving birth, and enjoying our new son. On the other hand, holy wow. It was a crazy year of changes and new beginnings. Like I did lastRead the whole post >>
Read MoreThe Letter I Needed to Read.
Note: Breastfeeding is a personal choice and I’ve hesitated to write much about it because, like my choosing a natural birth and to be vegetarian, it can make people feel attacked and become defensive just by raising the subject. Know that I respect all choices and love you all. I feel deeply for those womenRead the whole post >>
Read MoreIf You Ask, I Shall Answer.
What should I get to drink at Starbucks? If you like coffee: espresso con panna (espresso over whipped cream: awesomely sweet and caramelly deliciousness), solo affogato vanilla bean frappuccino (a shot is poured over the top), macchiato (apparently I just like my espresso on top), caramel brulee latte. If you don’t like coffee: raspberry hotRead the whole post >>
Read MoreThree Months.
The Discovery of the Hands. He: – has discovered his hands and love how delicious they apparently taste. – is more relaxed and talkative at home than when we’re out. Could he already know the difference? – has started grabbing things, including his bottom while we’re changing his diaper. I never expected to say, “StopRead the whole post >>
Read MoreWhy Working Part-Time Works for Me.
“Are you a stay-at-home mom?” “Um, sort of. Not exactly. I work part-time.” “Oh, how great! If I had it to do all over again, I’d do it that way.” I am sort of a working mom, sort of a stay-at-home mom. I don’t fit into either group entirely, but I get the best (andRead the whole post >>
Read MoreChange of Plans.
I expected to return to work today, 12 weeks after August 30th, the day before I went into labor. From the day Gabriel was born, I found myself dreading the return to work. “Only 10 more weeks!” I’d think, then chide myself for not enjoying my time with my sweet, tiny baby, but counting downRead the whole post >>
Read MoreTen Things about Cloth Diapers.
I’ve known since I was senior in high school that I would cloth diaper one day. That may seem a little crazy, but we had a debate in my Environmental Science class and I was convinced. The decision wasn’t a big deal and figuring out what cloth diapering entailed was as easy as turning toRead the whole post >>
Read MoreWelcome to our little apartment.
I am a voyeur. It’s part of the reason I adore reading blogs. (And part of the reason I end up going through 120 photos of the wedding of someone I don’t know on Facebook….voyeurism can become stalking if you’re not careful.)I’ve loved when others have shared little bits of their home on their blogs,Read the whole post >>
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