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, [...]

I’ve been bragging about how good my Shaggy Boy is.
When anyone asks how we are, I shrug and tell them cheerfully that it’s easier the second time around, and that it helps when you have a baby who sleeps for five hours a stretch every night and doesn’t fuss.
In fact, just yesterday I told a [...]

I never got this close to my due date with The Poo.
On Dec. 3, I went for my first weekly OB appointment, and I shared my suspicions that the girl was breech.
“This has to be her head,” I said, paper napkin sheet draped over my knees. “Feel here.” I took the doctor’s hand and rubbed [...]

I just watched my husband drive away, headed for O’Hare.
His bags were packed last night, and for the first time in many weeks, we were able to just be a family for a few hours.
I remembered, in those moments, why it is that I married the man. His test is over, his presentations for his [...]

I had a follow-up appointment with the midwife this morning, and while I was discussing the insulin/no insulin question with her (yes to insulin, boo hiss), my cell phone rang.
“Do we have any other eggs?” my husband asked.
“Eggs?” I replied.
“Yeah, eggs. These eggs say they are expired.”
“You can use eggs after their expiration date,” I [...]

Thirty-one weeks and six days.
That’s how long I’ve been gestating Shaggy Boy. And let me tell you, friends and countrymen, it feels EVERY BIT THAT LONG.
Y’all who’ve been following my tweets this week probably saw that I’m near the end of my tether with this whole “baby-incubator” thing. You know it’s bad when your midwife [...]

When I kissed The Poo goodbye this morning, she wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed.
“Mommy has to go to the doctor,” she explained to her babysitter. “She has to get Shaggy aaaaallll checked out.”
This morning was my 21-week prenatal appointment, and while all the measurements and the heartbeat are great, for the third [...]

10. The T-shirts at PsychoBaby
9. Belly Dance Maternity
8. Eating delicious bagels left at your hotel by your awesome blog buddy Jordan
7. Watching The Darjeeling Limited in your pajamas, eating the aforementioned bagels, at 4 p.m. on a blustery Good Friday
6. The French onion soup at Bistro 110
5. Sleeping until 9 a.m.
4. No baby monitors
3. [...]

I hadn’t realized just how stressed out I was until I went to the OB this morning for my 12-week appointment.
Mr. C came home from physical therapy early enough to tag along, and I was grateful for his company. I don’t know my midwife very well, and as wonderful as she is, it was nice [...]

Is it terrible that I am actually looking forward to my husband’s upcoming four-day business trip?
Because oh! my! god! I totally am.
It has been nearly three months of together time, some voluntary and some forced due to illness. Add in Mr. C.’s new, lax class schedule and my extreme hormonal crankiness, and you have a [...]