It’s not rocket science or reinventing the wheel, but recently I’ve been getting hella into monthly menu planning. March was/is crazy. I had a pledge drive at my 9-5 job, and Gibs turned 2 years old halfway through the month. … Continue reading
My mother had a great music collection. I would sit in front of her CD organizer and re-arrange the discs so many different ways. Sometimes all the holiday records together. Sometimes by the year they were released. Sometimes by the … Continue reading
I was going to start this post with why I’m so exhausted. Work, etc. But really, who wants to read a list of why I don’t feel like writing a real post? I don’t, and I’m writing it. Everyone has … Continue reading
It’s too cold outside. It’s too warm inside. I start the night cold in the bed. Gibs wakes me up, and I find I’m sweating under the blankets. At work, I can’t concentrate because the heater makes my office too … Continue reading
It’s cold. Really cold. And I’m still sick to boot. It snowed a couple days ago, but now all the pretty white stuff has melted and combined with the dirt and muck to make a layer of gray awful over … Continue reading
It started during the work day. A nagging, hot stabbing pain like being poked by a blunt stick that was also for some reason near a fireplace for a few minutes but not exactly on fire. And I thought…could this … Continue reading
Originally posted on Hungry For Motherhood:
Is there anything more warm and homey than a chicken pot pie? I don’t think so. And one day back in September, I really wanted that domestic feeling. But now that it’s after Thanksgiving…
I gave birth to my son on March 16, 2014. Seventeen days later my mother died on April 2, 2014. She was 53 years old. She did not get to meet her sole grandchild in person. The first thing that struck … Continue reading
Sleep when the baby sleeps. Sleep when the baby sleeps. Don’t clean the house. Don’t worry about showering. Everyone knows, YOU SLEEP WHEN THE BABY SLEEPS! I didn’t know how hard that edict was going to be to follow. For … Continue reading
My plan was to write up that birth story of mine. But you know how it goes when you have a week old baby. The best laid plans just go by the wayside. It’s almost 4 am and Gibson hasn’t … Continue reading
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