I’m exhausted. I didn’t get enough sleep last night and my eyelids are heavy. Gabe goes down for a nap, and while I’m nursing him in his dark, quiet room, I nearly fall asleep. After I plop him in his crib, I indulge my sleepiness and dive into the pile of blankets and pillows onRead the whole post >>
One.
More and more, my sweet little baby is looking like a boy. He wakes up from naps with bedhead – shocks of his little blond hair sticking up. We have inside jokes and laugh together; he knows how to make me laugh now. He sneaks chocolate and loves tomatoes. He shares food and kisses with me.Read the whole post >>
WAHM, SAHM, Thank You, Ma'am.
Or, My Struggles with Working and Not Working as a Mom. A couple of months ago, an expectant friend excitedly shared with me her plans of quitting her job and staying home with her baby. I was thrilled for her; I knew it was what she wanted. A familiar pang of jealousy hit me, though:Read the whole post >>
WAHM, SAHM, Thank You, Ma’am.
Or, My Struggles with Working and Not Working as a Mom. A couple of months ago, an expectant friend excitedly shared with me her plans of quitting her job and staying home with her baby. I was thrilled for her; I knew it was what she wanted. A familiar pang of jealousy hit me, though:Read the whole post >>
Big Belly to Big Baby.
While Gabe was supposed to be napping this afternoon, I found myself perusing my TwitPic archives, marveling at what wee little nugget Gabe used to be. I also found a photo of me taken exactly one year ago and had to share: A year ago: Awkwardly large and pregnant. Probably about to go for aRead the whole post >>
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