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Flying Solo

This morning I got up super early (like ungodly early, 3:30am early) to bring my sister to the airport. She was here for nearly a month, and was insanely helpful. We couldn’t have timed her visit better, she arrived two days before the baby was born, so I had 2 adult helpers my first week […]

Valentimes Day.

The girls and I had a busy morning. First up- a doctor appt that I stupidly scheduled for 9:00am. Most days I am just crawling out of bed at 9. (I know, I know. It’s just that the baby will usually remain content in her room until then, and the big one usually crawls into […]

Non-post.

This is a non-post. It is merely to say that I had my 39-week OB visit, annnnnnd… I may as well not have gone. It was a direct copy of last week’s appt. Weight, measurement, blood pressure, baby’s heartbeat, all movements toward labor… everything exactly the damn same. We are officially in a holding pattern. […]

Ahem.

To elaborate on the List of Things That Can Go Suck It. 1. The cashier at Wegman’s. Please don’t give me false hope by saying “Are you sure they got the date right?” when I tell you that I have three weeks left. It makes me discouraged. Don’t you know I already nearly cried like […]

Awesome Thursday, continued.

Well kids, it’s been less than a week since I’ve been here. I’m improving, see? Of course, what I really should be doing now is going to bed… but one thing at a time. For now, I give you a few glimpes into last Thursday. After the previous blog post, the one I made on […]

Thursday morning.

I forgot how much of a morning person I am. After I left my job last summer, I have been pretty much reveling in sleeping late whenever I can. Which happens more than you would think. People always were telling me how early babies get up in the morning, how horrific it is when they […]