Between working and momming and Christmas shopping and reminding Dan to do his Christmas shopping (he has to buy for a grand total of one person and even still I do about half of it for him) – it’s no surprise that I am fresh out of patience for taking the kids to the mall [...]
Oh boy you guys. It's that time of year again - the hap-happiest season of all! (If you didn't sing that line in your head, try again). It's the season of it being so fucking cold it literally hurts your face to walk outside. The one where it takes 127 hours to dress the kids [...]
Today is Lucy's 2nd birthday. Or - the day after it. Or something like that. Her actual birthday is out there somewhere in the ether - between midnight on February 28th and the first moments of March 1st. My little leap day baby. Officially half way to her first actual birthday. But despite everyone's calendar [...]
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It's World Breastfeeding Week and once again I have a little nursling who wakes me every few hours at night, and who reminds me to sit down every few hours during the day and just be. She's my last and it makes me nostalgic just to think about life after she weans. Free-er but farther [...]
This week has been so fucked up I don't even know where to start but I feel like I need to write something if not for the world (much more eloquent people have already shared their thoughts) then for myself, to help organize the crisis that is in my head right now. Since everything that [...]
Well, here we go again. I had another baby, blogged my entire maternity leave, then went back to work and can't even remember all the parts to my breast pump, much less write a post about it. So now, one month back into the grind, I'm finally coming up for air (i.e. hiding in the lactation room [...]
They say the days are long but the years are short, which is little consolation for a mother whose baby just spit up down the back of her shirt and whose toddler is attempting to extract poop from a pull-up in order to put it in the potty and earn a chocolate candy. Most days I think the [...]
If you know me, you know that I could care less about my clothes. My standard "uniform" consists of jeans and some kind of drape-y shirt. Although these days it's more like yoga pants (that have never been to yoga) and a pajama tee, sans bra. Sometimes I also wear the baby 😉 But my [...]
Welcoming a new baby into the world is a miracle. Almost as beautiful as the miracle of an epidural. But after the dust settles (literally, all over the living room), the family members leave and everyone else on the planet resumes their normal life - mothers are left with a very tiny, very demanding, very ungrateful little life-form whose [...]
Oh Baby Richards 