I used to think those drivers you get behind who are going 20 mph under the speed limit were all high. I thought they all smoked a bong full of weed and were super-paranoid so they were driving like blue hairs. But yesterday I realized that some of them aren't high, they're first-time mothers. I... Continue Reading →
Brandon is balding! Before (3 weeks) After (5 weeks) If you know about my shallowness pickiness with men in the past, you know my three bugaboos:1. Short 2. Red hair3. Bald or balding I would never date a man with any of those three characteristics. Could my own son end up with all three to spite... Continue Reading →
Before becoming a parent, I vowed to not become one of those parents who only talks about her kid. Seriously, as a non-parent, it's annoying. Parents might find the fact that their kid pooped interesting, but non-parents don't. Nor did I care to hear what "cute thing" the kid said or what drawer she got... Continue Reading →
Brandon is a month old. I wanted to weigh him so I could log his growth month by month in his baby book. Yes, I am keeping a baby book. I didn't think myself to be the kind of mom who would save hospital bracelets and locks of hair, but my sister bought me this... Continue Reading →
It's amazing how disgusting you become as a parent. Seriously - four weeks into it and I already repulse my previous, non-parent self. Today I was driving to the dentist and I saw poop on my fingers (Brandon's poop, I might want to clarify). As a non-parent, I would have immediately found a sink and... Continue Reading →
Is it just me or does he look much older than 3 weeks? Sometimes I look at his face and swear I'm looking at a much older child. He's our little Benjamin Button.He's peeing through clothes again. Or so I thought. Turns out, he only pees through diapers that I put on him, so Steve... Continue Reading →
Happy NFL draft!Now if only we were fans of a less shitty team. I guess it could be worse. We could be Colts fans. I always have Fantasy Football to look forward to (although my record was even worse than the Dolphins).I actually miss Football Sundays. If you'd had told me six years ago that... Continue Reading →
Little Boy Brandon and mommy went to her work today. It was nice to have some adult conversation about work gossip and something other than Brandon's sleep schedule (although that was discussed, too, as expected of any new parent).When we got home, we did some tummy time on the Boppy. Sure, it wasn't floor level,... Continue Reading →
I used to wonder why stay-at-home moms would hire nannies. After yesterday, I understand. It's so they can take showers and make the bed and do the laundry. It's so they can get a coffee when their heads are pounding and check their email and work out.Every day I want to at least make the... Continue Reading →
Our little man about town. We dressed him in in actual shirt and pants four days last week since we left the house with him that many times. At home he just wears sleep n' plays for easier diaper changing. He does a whole lot of scowling, but I think it's cute. He sleeps with... Continue Reading →
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