Motherhood has a way of keeping you so busy, constantly multitasking and prioritizing and getting chores done and kids raised. I’ve loved my blogging hobby but sometimes it feels like doing an “update” is a burden, one that has so many twists and turns I couldn’t possibly keep up with the details of my own… Continue reading This is him.
I can’t believe I’m at the end. I do have three more weeks to go, but at this point, I’m already thinking about/dreaming about/planning for life in 5th grade, so it might as well already be here. It’s pretty pathetic that our country’s maternity/paternity policy sucks, and I find it somewhat infuriating that mothers who… Continue reading Mourning the end of maternity leave
He’s here! He’s here, 5 weeks early, born 5 lbs and 9 oz, and he’s perfect. This is Isaac, or as I’ll call him here, Baby I. Call it “Mother’s Intuition”. I knew it! I knew it without truly bringing it to light that I was going to have my son early. In my last… Continue reading Perfect
I’ve believed for many years that guilt is a crappy emotion, one better off not felt at all if you can help it. I especially can’t stand when people try to make you feel guilty. Children and teens are extra sensitive to that (or at least I was) and that’s just no way to live… Continue reading Pregnant Mommy Guilt
One of my new loves is the tot tray. I recently tried using tot trays in our home for the first time, and I love so many things about them: the simplicity of the activities (which usually = cheap!), the ease of setup/cleanup, the educational aspects to them, and the (eventual) responsibility the twins will have… Continue reading St. Patrick’s Day Tot Trays
We had ourselves a shaving cream weekend. On Day 1, we played with shaving cream on a cookie sheet as a sort of sensory bin. B wouldn’t touch it, C slathered it all over herself. I considered it a messy success. On Day 2, I tried shaving cream again, but this time in the bath… Continue reading Sensory Bath Sunday: DIY Bath Paint
I hate meals with my toddlers. It’s my least favorite time of day, all three times that it happens. In fact, if I were rich enough to hire someone, I would pay good money for someone to sit at the table with my 2 year olds and deal with the chaos. Here are a few… Continue reading The Insanity of Mealtime