On the left side of the sanity bell curve
Coffee. I love coffee. My computer and Winamp with your streaming NPR and Glenn Beck. Thank you for my sanity. PBS, with your Martha Speaks, Curious George and Sesame Street. I set my watch to you all. These are just a few of the things that get me through the day. In all honesty, I… Continue reading Boppy and Nipple Goop
I experienced my first dose of breastfeeding freak-out yesterday. We packed the kids up and headed to Target to procur a “bouncy seat” and a Venti Pumpkin Spice Latte no whip no sprinkles [thank you very much]. I made sure to feed Oliver right before we left and since we only had a couple of… Continue reading Boobs on Aisle Seven
I thought that I’d share some more pictures with you. The first is of my epidural/spinal site. Took them three tries to get the spinal in right before my section. But, at least I got a cool bruise out of the deal. Kind of reminds me of a Rorschach inkblot test. This is of my… Continue reading Pictures Four Days Later
Well, it looks like I got my wish that Oliver not be born on Sept. 11th; he was born on the 12th. Pretty much all day on the 11th I was having odd menstrual cramp pains and my back was aching. The pain was barely anything other than a tad bit annoying and I ignored… Continue reading Oh Yeah….and I Had a Kid
The only thing I don’t like about this book is the cover…and the copious talk of masturbating in bathrooms. The end. OK. That’s not really all of the review. Parent Bloggers sent me Maybe Baby: An Infertile Love Story which is written by Mathew M. F. Miller who writes Maybe Baby – the blog. The… Continue reading Maybe Baby Review and Giveaway
So many things to write about today. Topic #1: My TV is possessed. Yesterday morning Tucker got Cara out of bed and turned on the TV to catch some cartoons before he got ready for class. When I finally got my ass up and made my way into the living room, Tucker and the kid… Continue reading Demon TV, My Cervix and a Big Ball of Solidarity
If you’re married, you know that most of the best conversations occur while you’re in bed with your beloved spouse. [Feel free to insert any adjective in place of beloved.] Our anal bleaching conversation is a prime example. This morning brought more wonderful talk and I’m writing it RIGHT AFTER it occurred so that Tucker… Continue reading Wanna Touch My Penis?
Even if this were Obama, I’d still be posting the pictures cause I can’t stand the photoshopped bullshit. I really can’t stand when people don’t know any better and they pass around this crap like it’s real. [You have to admit that it would be funny to see Obama’s face on the miniskirt picture.]
I can honestly say that I have no idea how I feel about this video and breastfeeding to this age. I know that I think that there’s a point when a child is too old but I don’t know what that age is or who decides it. Is it the mother? The child? The society?… Continue reading Breastfeeding Until 8?
a complete and total douche bag. Tucker put Cara down for her nap. I was in our bedroom talking my mom down from a nervous attack concerning her phone going dead and her missing “THE CALL” aka I’ve gone into labor. Apparently Mom doesn’t realize that she has just a tiny bit of time to… Continue reading Leave It to a Toddler to Make You Feel Like…