Mostly. If you’ve been following my facebook page or my twitter, you know that I’ve been trying like crazy to get our internet connection set up. First, our modem got shipped from Texas to Pennsylvania. Yeah, we live in California. Last Tuesday our DSL was “activated” but we had no modem, so I called to
This is sponsored content from BlogHer and Olay. As you know, my husband is in the Navy and we have moved a lot. A LOT. And we’re moving again in January (not far, just to base, but still…), this move will be our 5th move in 4 years. And I’ve learned a few things about
This is sponsored content from BlogHer and Olay. Since I’ve had a baby, my time for myself has been a bit hijacked. My “routine” is a bit un-routine, since I have to play each day (each hour, each minute) by ear. Here’s how it generally goes: Daily, no matter what: Brush my teeth, morning and
I’ve been trying and trying to write up this recipe… but my mind is blank. So sorry, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to see how I made this: Also? It was goooood. While my mind is (mostly) blank, I’m totally completely stuck on the fact that November is almost over. 2010 is almost over.
When I was pregnant, I felt like poo and didn’t want to do much of anything. Cooking, cleaning, crafting, anything. Now that this baby is OUT (and awesome by the way) I have renewed energy and motivation. And an excuse to craft. An excuse to craft a lot of things. You’ve seen some of the
Today, my sweet baby is one month old. She’s gone from a squishy-faced newborn to a real baby, but I know she’s still in the “fourth trimester” and very new to the world. On one hand, it feels like she was born just yesterday, but on the other, it feels like she’s been here forever.
I just have to start writing… but there is something so intimidating about a blank white fresh text field when I have such an Important Subject to record. Especially when I don’t really consider myself to be much of a writer. I don’t even like writing that much! Who knows why I love to blog?
After 42 weeks and 3 days of pregnancy, and a lot of patience, Anneliese Claire was born! And let me tell you… if you’re pregnant and want to go into labor, I figured it out. It’s not walking, sex, castor oil, or spicy food. It isn’t eggplant, acupressure, a special pizza, pineapples, or bouncing on
Last week I wrote about having been in Prodromal Labor for basically the entire week. It hasn’t stopped. Each day and night, I have many, many contractions. The weird thing is I don’t know if they’ve gotten less intense or if my uterus is just stronger now, so I notice them less. I suspect the
This week’s letter to baby will have to be edited into a nice image later on. If you read on you’ll find out why, relatively quickly. Oh, and it’s not because the baby was born yet… Dear Baby, I only half-expected you to be born by this point, since the average pregnancy lasts closer to
Don’t get me wrong – I’m still being patient, and I’m not about to ask to be induced or have my membranes stripped or anything like that. But I know our little girl is “fully cooked” in there, and now that our midwife is back in town it’s hard to not want her to come
The baby room is finished enough to share with you now, I think. It’s not perfect or what I intend her “real” room to be like, but it’s a “for now” sort of situation since we will be moving soon (this fall). Don’t ask me where we’re moving. We don’t know; it’s up to the