“Mommy, TV is just like a kind of school.”

Shaggy Boy has reached that perfect state of babyhood. His little body isn’t floppy anymore, he smiles and giggles, and just last night he grabbed a toy from me with a ferocious growl and stuffed it in his mouth.
He is delicious, and I can’t get enough of him. Laying him on his changing table for [...]

I fed Shaggy Boy last night, all freshly bathed and smelling exactly as a baby should.
His body is growing so fast I can practically hear it as his legs get longer and his neck gets stronger. His wee jammies—blue with red stripes, and a zipper—fit him perfectly. I held him high on my chest, kissing [...]

I don’t believe in a God that rejects newborn babies from heaven because they aren’t baptized.
In fact, despite being a practicing Catholic, I don’t believe in a God that rejects any good soul from the garden of Eden. I believe my (baptized) dad is up there, hanging with George Harrison and John Lennon, playing guitar [...]

The Poo is making me crazy right now.
It is as if she finally realized that her baby brother is a permanent fixture, and her jealousy has been out of control. She gets my attention in any way she can, chattering incessantly, asking ridiculous questions that have no answers, looming over Shaggy and attacking him with [...]

I am always melancholy this time of year.
I took The Poo on a girl’s-only date this afternoon, to Old Navy and for dinner at a local grease pit. She was a handful today, all wiggly limbs and sassy mouth. She’s worn out from playing with her cousins, and she’s far from her home.
She needed me.
Off [...]

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 [...]

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, [...]

Yesterday was a bad day, yo.
I didn’t get a shower and I freaked out because the baby slept too much (I know, someone, please give me a Valium), and the only clean underpants I had were those huge, stretchy ones that reach my ribcage and dude, I was not in the MOOD for those panties.
Can [...]

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 [...]