That’s the minimum amount of ounces I’ve pumped for my son since he was born. I would have an exact number, except my phone shit the bed a few weeks ago and Apple had to wipe it clean. If I had been on my game, I would’ve posted an entry on my exclusive pumping journey… Continue reading 16,283 Ounces—Give or Take a Few Hundred
Sometime during the fall of last year, I read something that really upset me. I was in the middle of some struggle—teething, or bad anxiety, or feeling like I’d messed something up or something wasn’t going right, just…something. As I often do in times of high emotion, I opened a new post screen and wrote out a… Continue reading Rainbows & Unicorns: We Are Not Superheroes…
Back in December, I had a moment of panic. By moment, I mean a month…and by panic, I mean a swirling pit of denial and anxiety and fear. I wrote a post about my cousin needing to step down as my nanny and having to turn to daycare for my son before he was a… Continue reading Lucky: A Post on Childcare
(This is the second half of my post about Joey’s first Christmas. It ran a little long, so I broke it up into two separate posts. Read the first part here! Again, apologies for length. And for the abundance of photos. Also, sorry for the lateness. This was supposed to be done a week ago. But… Continue reading Although It’s Been Said, Many Times, Many Ways…
I’ll start this off by saying my son’s first Christmas was lovely, magical, emotional, stressful, silly, rushed, exciting, overwhelming, exhausting, fulfilling, and perfect in all its imperfection. I meant to write this post before Christmas, but ran out of time and energy. I’m glad I waited until after the holiday because now I have a different perspective.… Continue reading Where Are You, Christmas?
Finally got the courage to write another post for publishing on the Rainbows & Unicorns blog. (The last time I published on there was in August! I don’t know why I get such stage fright when I think of writing for that blog. I write here all the time, often with much less forethought.) Anyway, it went up… Continue reading Rainbows & Unicorns: No, You Can’t Hold My Baby
My mother stayed at home with me and my brother as much as she could while we were young children. She was a SAHM until I turned two, and then my brother was born. My cousin was born in the years between us and she started babysitting him, too. When I started preschool at the age of… Continue reading This Isn’t How I Pictured It
For the month of November, I did (another) photo challenge on Instagram. [To check out the challenge I did in September for #snapshotsforsanity, go here! Also, for anyone who read that post immediately after I published it, you’ll realize something: the photos below are the same that were in the other post. I posted the… Continue reading #ThankfulFor 30-Day Challenge
Blogger’s Note: Guys, seriously? I posted the wrong photo challenge photos the other day and none of you had the balls to tell me?! Aww, I’m kidding. It’s fine. No one probably even noticed. Apparently not even me. Hah! 🙂 Yeah, so here’s the post again, but with my #snapshotsforsanity photos. Because, um, that’s what it… Continue reading 30 Days of #snapshotsforsanity
A “Baby’s 1st Halloween” Dream I come up with the most original, most creative, most fun, most cool three-person costume set of all time. I put tons of thought into how, and what. I craft things. I collect things. I put together costumes for me, for my husband, for my infant son. My creations are… Continue reading Happy 1st Halloween!