On the left side of the sanity bell curve
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?
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…
It wasn’t really THAT bad. Hmm…maybe it was. Actually, anytime the military is involved in “mandatory fun” you end up with much less fun than one would expect. We got to Memphis around 3 or something and stopped by Babysrus before we went to check into our hotel. Cara got a rather cute potty [never… Continue reading I Put Off Labor for That?!
You gotta admit it’s catchy. 🙂
I’m going to Memphis today! Woo HOO! That’s right, folks. I made it to this weekend. My cervix rocks! Well…in all honesty I thought that I was going to be holding a screaming ball of baby boy this morning but the contractions slowed down and went away. At one point the stupid things were four… Continue reading Memphis Bound
When I can’t check in for my doctor’s appointment without staring at your tits, your shirt is NOT WORK APPROPRIATE. Just had to get that out there. There is this woman at the front desk of my OB’s office who apparently doesn’t know the meaning of work appropriate clothing. Last week, she had on a… Continue reading C-Section Scheduled
Not my labor day, but Cara’s. Actually, these are from yesterday but they’re new to you. We had to go and get our infant carrier from Tucker’s parents’ house and Tucker decided to wash the SUV and vacuum it out since we have apparently acquired a family of ants. Anyway, since Tucker doesn’t believe in… Continue reading Labor Day
We went to the OB yesterday for my weekly visit. My doc got to meet my vagina which is always a fun experience and I must say that he has to be the most efficient “checker” I’ve ever met. [The whole thing lasted less than 15 seconds.] Apparently I’m 1-2 cm dilated but Oliver’s head… Continue reading Making Progress
This weekend, my in-laws went to Sams Club and bought us a butt load of diapers. [248 to be exact.] Sweet! Tucker and I discussed the whole toilet training thing and poo-pooed the idea of introducing it before Oliver is born. We figured that the second she saw a new baby in diapers then she’d… Continue reading But We Have 248 Diapers!