I’m beginning to believe The Poo dropped on our doorstep fully formed, able to sleep, eat and poop all by her own self.
That’s what it feels like, ya’ll. Like I am a first-time mother for the second time. What’s THAT all about? Huh? Huh?
I can’t remember how to get him on a schedule. I can’t [...]

These are crazy days and nights.
I have a friend who, when I said I was considering a second child, gave me a dire warning:
“Two is HARD,” she said, coming from a place of sleep deprivation and honesty. “Really, really hard.”
I dismissed her a bit, laughing it off and taking it as a joke. But you [...]

I admit to checking sitemeter as often the next blogger. I’m not ususally one to write about the results, but this begs to be told.
Recently, some poor soul landed at my blog by googling this phrase:
“i totally fucked up my life”
That kind of sums it up, doesn’t it?

I had a bit of a meltdown this morning, when, after I just finished telling my husband how I never get any time to myself, I had to feed Shaggy Boy clad only in my underpants.
Mr. C was at his office, doing something too silly to even mention. He asked permission and I granted it, [...]

Been there, done that.
Just like riding a bicycle.
Deja vu all over again.
Everything old is new again.
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I was cocky going in, that’s for sure. I’ve done this before, remember? I have a thriving three-year-old, whose current fascinations are choosing chapter books from the library and adding words she knows to a list we keep on the [...]

Did you know that there is no federal law governing the rights of breastfeeding mothers? There are plenty of state laws, but there is no one blanket statute that covers every woman, everywhere in the US, with uniformity.
So what happens when you are in the air?
I don’t breastfeed, so my heart isn’t quite as close [...]

I’m sick of myself.
Seriously.
How much whining can one woman do?
A lot, it turns out. Y’all are lucky I didn’t have this here blog when The Poo was born. Gak, what a bore that would have been:
“Oh, woe is me, my baby sleeps through the night, but she wakes up at 6 AM! YES, 6 AM!!”
Oy, [...]

There is a dead fly on my window sill.
I noticed it Saturday, before I answered the phone to hear the pediatrician’s nurse telling me to bundle Shaggy up and get him to the office right now.
I knew the fly was there, even as I packed the diaper bag frantically for the hospital stay. That fly [...]