Yes, I know, it’s been ages since I last wrote a blog post. I am sure you all have been bereft at my absence. I could make many excuses – like the fact that Siigo blew out his knee skiing and had to get knee surgery, leaving me to care for not 3 but 4 [...]
Archive for the ‘Mommahood’ Category
Don’t Flush, Baby is Sleeping
Posted in Mommahood, tagged avalanche, baby sleeps in bathroom, closet, laundry room on May 9, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Take Your Moon Dough and Shove It
Posted in Mommahood, tagged crumbles, dries up, hasbro, i hate play doh, mess, moon dough, play doh on January 23, 2011 | 7 Comments »
I remember the moment perfectly, as one does in hindsight. Our bags were packed, all the Christmas presents stuffed in suitcases. We were leaving momentarily for the airport, and then I saw it, sitting innocently on an outside table. Moon Dough. Oh, how I woe thee, Moon Dough. What possessed me to go and grab [...]
Note to baby: Be a man and get some sleep
Posted in Mommahood, Peaks & Valleys, Sleep, what's that?, tagged differences between men and women's brains, men sleep through anything, sleep like a baby, women and multi-tasking on January 12, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
This is what cave women looked like while listening for their babies. I want to know who coined the phrase “sleeping like a baby.” I’d like to invite that person to spend the night at my house one night. Then they’d see how a baby really sleeps – in two to three-hour increments, waking up [...]
How to Get Your Constipated Baby to Take a Crap
Posted in Mommahood, tagged constipation, ER, Mexican hospital, prune juice, stitches on January 7, 2011 | 5 Comments »
While in Mexico over Christmas vacation, I had the good fortune of discovering not jut one, but TWO ways to get your constipated baby to poop. Lucky me. We left for Mexico on a Sunday, and by Thursday we realized that we hadn’t even cracked open the huge box of wipes that we brought with [...]
Who Needs A Bath When You Got Procrastination?
Posted in Mommahood, tagged bath time on December 8, 2010 | 2 Comments »
If my blog were a child, I would probably be in jail right now for neglect. But when you have a baby, and especially when you already have two children, something has to go. And what went was blogging. I continued to work and write after Nakita was born, but my blogging time was taken [...]
Rules are made to be broken – except one
Posted in Mommahood on September 20, 2010 | 1 Comment »
My sister was shopping for picture frames at a thrift store and found one with this anonymously-written poem in it. She kept the frame and gave me the poem. I think these “house rules” are so perfect for my family, especially for Siig. Unfortunately, he doesn’t really heed any of them, except for the last [...]
Plunging ahead, falling behind
Posted in Mommahood, tagged children's bathroom habits, late for school, plunger on September 15, 2010 | 2 Comments »
This baby stuff had me digressing from what seems to normally preoccupy me as a mother – my children’s bathroom habits. As usual, my kids’ toilet tales seem to supply ample fodder for my blog. The latest incident occurred when I needed it least – as we are running out the door trying to get [...]
My tip for new moms: stupidity
Posted in Mommahood on September 2, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Six weeks into having three kids, and I have been pleasantly surprised that things have been going relatively smoothly. The kids have adjusted well with no jealousy so far (knock on wood), I have been able to get them all out the door by 8 am since school started with not much problem, and all [...]
Excuse me while I barf on your love
Posted in Mommahood, tagged baby acne, newborns, throw up on August 20, 2010 | 2 Comments »
I thought we were having a moment. I was gazing into the eyes of my 3 week old, and she was looking back at me. I saw recognition in her eyes; dare I say it, maybe even love. After weeks of changing diapers and breastfeeding and holding and caressing and being with her 24/7, was [...]
It Was You
Posted in Mommahood on August 6, 2010 | 5 Comments »
It was you that was inside me for 9 months it was you who kicked me in the ribs had the hiccups every day made me eat like a teenage boy for two months it was you who had me convinced you were a boy who had me doubled over with pain when you started [...]




