Wow. These last few weeks have been quite the frenzy of activity, but what is life with a newborn if not a little bit hectic? In the event that you missed my Facebook announcement, The Littlest joined our family on March 2nd. Tipping the scales at 7lbs 6oz, he was my biggest baby yet, but
Yesterday, my friend and I went out to celebrate my last day of freedom, before I have a baby to tend to again, because by the time many of you read this tomorrow (Friday), I will already be in the hospital, preparing to have The Littlest. Yay!! I really cannot believe that baby boy held
* If the pictures appear blurry, select the desktop version on your mobile device* In case you didn’t pick up on this from my last post, I am very, very, extremely ready to have this baby. Even more now, since I dislocated my hip (stupid genetic disorder) not long after hitting “publish” on the last
**If the photos appear fuzzy, select the desktop view on your mobile device** Is it just me, or have I been pregnant forever? Because seriously, it feels like it’s been forever… I’m 37 weeks pregnant, and I really can’t believe I made it this far. With my first two, I had preterm labor that landed
I was driving home when Mr. Attorney Man called to say that he thought it had gone well. I agreed, and then caught him off guard by saying that I wanted to concede to my ex’s motion, and moving forward have a cap placed on what he would owe me. Repeatedly explaining that there was no
It was absolutely freezing on the walk to the courthouse. Held in the afternoon and the only case on the docket, the courtroom was empty for our hearing, with the exception of Mr. Attorney Man, myself, a friend, my ex, his attorney, the judge, and the bailiff. Intimate in a strange kind of way, it
Wow. Just wow. Four years since I started this blog, 387 posts later, and almost exactly six years since my ex abandoned me and the kids, I finally get to write this post. This is it. This is THEE post that so many of you, including myself, have been waiting for since I started this
**If the photos appear fuzzy, select the desktop view on your mobile device** ****************** Now that we are expecting our third child, there is one question that I get asked, surprisingly, more often than “do you know what you are having? Do you have a name picked out?” and “are you going to
It’s been a while since I’ve let you all into the craziness that is my life with my particular two children, and I have to admit, I am still laughing at some of the things they’ve said this week. And since I’ve never been one to hold back the parts of me that make me
“Do you know what makes you special, in a different way than the baby in mommy’s tummy?” The Guy asked The Boy Child as he pulled him onto his lap. “I’m better at building with Legos” The Boy Child replied, apparently confident in his six-year-old understanding of how the world works. “Well, yes” The Guy
So we’ve had a bit of a milestone around here: The Boy Child lost his first tooth! About a week ago, he suddenly announced that he was no longer going to brush his teeth, because the dentist had told him to “brush the teeth you want to keep,” and he wanted them to fall out.
Yikes, it has been a while since my last post, and just like my house, I’ve missed this place! After spending the last, nearly two weeks, out of town, we finally got home yesterday. I’m slightly proud of that picture, that I took from the plane, but I’m not nearly as proud of that one
