My poor neglected dog. Nearly six years now he has been our baby. He sleeps with us at night, we walk him every day. He gets a bone every Thursday. I buy him new toys frequently from Target. He cuddles with us on the couch while we watch tv each night. He is one of... Continue Reading →
wasted youth
Why couldn't I have saved that stamina I had in college for now? I think of all the nights when we'd be out until 4 or 5 am, then I'd wake up to be at my morning class, go to work, then do it all again. I didn't need much sleep to function and I... Continue Reading →
Wednesday
Wednesday is the day - Brandon's birthday. I have been penciled in to be induced. I just heard the news today and I haven't really wrapped my head around it yet; that tomorrow is my last day at work for twelve weeks. That tomorrow is the last day for the rest of our lives that... Continue Reading →
hour glass, big goals, clown shoes
You know you're not blogging enough when you forget your password to log into your blog. Time for something to change. I'm just three weeks away from my due date, which means 12 weeks off of work. If I can't find time to write then, I never will. I asked Steve for an hour glass... Continue Reading →
Six weeks before baby
'Twas six weeks before his due date and all in his roomwere the things loved ones had bought while he was still in the womb.There were shoes, socks, bibs and onesies in baskets on a towerand a lot of other things given to him at his baby shower.Kind words had been written in cards that... Continue Reading →
tiny hammock, big ideas
I never really got the Anne Geddes obsession when she was all the rage. But now that our own baby is almost here, I have been wanting my own little album of our baby at his tinniest in these cute little props. There is an Omaha photographer that offers such a service for basically the... Continue Reading →
one in a million
I sat at Happy Hour the other day, drinking my Dr. Pepper (don't even think about getting on me about drinking caffeine while I'm pregnant - I wasn't having a margarita like I really wanted) and listening to the girls I work with talk about relationships. I thought about Steve and smiled at how lucky... Continue Reading →
collars, buttons, laces
Confession: I have a new obsession. It's buying stuff. That part is not new, I've always loved some good retail therapy. But now I'm buying baby clothes like they're going to stop making them as of December 31st. This baby isn't even born, he doesn't have a crib or a bottle or one of those... Continue Reading →
sanity-retrieving rituals
I came home tonight from a long stressful day of work on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I'm a nervous kind of person - that's what they used to call nearly-insane people before they had titles for them like "bipolar" and "manic" and "depressed."I haven't felt myself lately. I can always tell when I'm... Continue Reading →
giving thanks
Since every blogger in the world is writing about what they're thankful for, maybe I should, too. Not because I'm a band wagoner, but because I never really do stop and think of what I'm thankful for. I'm much more likely to bitch about what I'm ungrateful about. But in the spirit of holiday cheer,... Continue Reading →