Category: motherhood
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8 Months Old!
Emory started crawling yesterday. He crawls while on the rug but the wooden floor is still designated for commando baby. But that’s OK because commando baby makes me laugh. I’m not ready to say goodbye to commando baby yet. I had to say goodbye to fake coughing baby, drunk babbling old man baby, and shrieking…
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Tuesdays With Murray (Chapter 38)
If somebody from Animal Planet contacted you about taking part in a reality TV show about pet weight-loss (Biggest Loser for pets) would you consider it? Murray’s so fat! Speaking of Murray… TobyJoe and I have talked about how Murray will most likely be considered Emory’s first childhood pet. Tucker and Pookum are much older…
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A Shiver Runs Through It.
No matter how many times I remind myself to do otherwise, I find myself out of the house at the very same moment every school in Williamsburg and Greenpoint is letting out. Yesterday, I did it again. Imagine you’re a guppy wading through a river with your young and a school of piranha are released…
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I Write This As He Screams.
Emory has been sick. He got a cold the day before we left for Florida, kicked it the day before we headed back north, and then got another one from one of the 4 billion kids we saw while we were away. He’s been cranky. Wiping his nose has become one of the most impossible…
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I'm Trying
I have been trying to write for several hours (days even) and have had zero luck. There’s just too much to do. Plus, picking up a computer after a week of barely touching it is not like riding a bike. I’m having great difficulty getting back into the swing of things. There is so much…
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Monday Morning Madness.
It’s been a rough landing to an otherwise smooth weekend. It took me over an hour to get Emory down for a nap. Forty-five minutes into what was supposed to be his nap, he lost his mind. What is it with babies? They’re fine one minute, happy and playing. Nap time comes along, and then…
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Babies in Brooklyn Bars
A couple of weeks ago, one my favorite (local) community Web sites posted a story about a bar in Park Slope. (For those living outside of NYC and Brooklyn, Park Slope is an area that many well-off, new parents have annexed. It’s relatively safe, it’s unbelievably expensive, and it’s the most impossible place on the…
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Artificial Sweeteners.
The New York Times released an article about how metabolic syndrome is tied to diet soda. We don’t drink much soda in our house, not that I have anything against it, really. I was just never much of a soda drinker. (Well, besides something called Wink. Do you remember Wink? That’s what given from time…
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Carrot Poop.
Emory is six months old today. I can’t believe it’s been six months already! He’s such a big boy. He’s changed so much. Granted, we’ve changed as well, probably even more so than Emory. Toby has definitely changed. When I married Toby, he couldn’t even mention the word poop let alone clean it off of…
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Punctuation.
I’m still having medical issues and they still haven’t been worked out. In time, I hope that a doctor will be able to help me. I’m currently sorting this out on my own. It’s been hard. I do not trust my emotions right now to know what’s coming or going. I do not know what’s…
