that parent

 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 →

whole mother

If you were a reader of my blog last year, you probably remember how I feel about Mother's Day. It's always been a difficult day, because to me, being a mother is raising a child, not giving birth to one. It's as if I was half a mother - genetically, I was, but in practice,... Continue Reading →

shit happens

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 →

must be held

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 →

precedence

Where do these days go? You would think staying at home all day would give me plenty of time to finish all sorts of projects, read books, write novels, get my pre-baby body back (well, hopefully better, I was plumping out before pregnancy). At least, that's what I thought before he arrived.But somehow by the... Continue Reading →

nested family

At 3am, thunder rolled, lightening flashed, wind whipped branches to and fro. And I sat in his nursery, looking out his window, rocking Brandon to sleep. I thought of how I was here, keeping him safe.I remember a set of nesting dolls my mom had that she would pull out of the attic every year... Continue Reading →

becoming gentler people

I remember when I was sixteen and going to take my driving test for the second time (why does the state of Washington require you to back around a corner within one foot of the curb? I have never seen any driver do that) - I was telling myself I could do this. I thought... Continue Reading →

chaotic is the norm

Here's my sleeping beauty on day six of existence. He scrunched up his face at the flash. I was watching Celebrity Apprentice the other day and noticed Donald Trump make that same face. Here's hoping Brandon grows up to be a billionaire, as well. I can already tell he'll have better hair.After a few days... Continue Reading →

Three days worth of parenting

1.Easter Sunday 2012This is going to be the longest blog post ever. It's actually three blog posts in one. Wednesday Brandon was finally born at 9:48pm. Yes, it was a long day considering we arrived at the hospital at 7:15am to begin the process of bringing him out into fresh air. He was 8 lbs,... Continue Reading →

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