Yeah, that part was not covered in my childbirth preparation. No one told me about the part where one of my babies would be unable (or, as I’m convinced when I’m particularly tired, unwilling) to feed effectively at the breast and I would have to spend a huge portion of every day feeding the equivalent of four babies instead of… Read more »
I’m still controlled by post-partum hormones. Consider yourself warned. My kids are only 18 months apart, so it’s kind of like having twins. No, no it isn’t. It’s like having two kids 18 months apart. My new baby only sleeps 3 hours between feedings; I’m exhausted. Mine too. But when my baby sleeps, my other baby is awake. You think… Read more »
Okay, well, one hand to pull down the Moby so you can see my precious babies. We are almost 7 weeks into this crazy parenting journey, and I’m still trying to figure out how to fit blogging into my day with two completely dependent infants on my hands. (Apparently this is where the “amateur” part comes in.) Here’s the Reader’s… Read more »
Please know that I am very serious when I say this: The next person who tells me “Pregnancy is the easy part!” is getting punched in the nose. I can’t even say, “I’m sure you mean well,” because really, what is well-meaning about telling someone that their recently sucky life is going to suck even more once their long-awaited babies… Read more »
Today, in a fit of domesticity, I decided to make French toast for my visiting father. I pulled out the griddle and got it nice and hot. Then I put the French toast on to cook and turn that gorgeous brown that means it’s just perfect. Then I jumped back so hard and fast I almost fell over, because I… Read more »