Wow! Has this morning ever been good. I really, desperately needed it in a way a fat kid needs cake (or a diet. EMBRACE THE ANALOGY, PEOPLE!) I got home last night at almost midnight, just as I thought I would and, while I enjoyed spending time with my mom while watching the game (which…
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Another story about pumping at work
I promise to stop with these stories soon, really. But this one is too good not to share. Probably the thing that makes me most uncomfortable about pumping in public is the idea of being “caught,” or the building catching fire while I’m pumping and I can’t get out of the building and I die…
Thanks to my new friend
Helen, from Scotland (Hiiii!!!!) I’ve figured out the email comment thing! Woohoo!! hopingwishing@gmail.com coming to an inbox near you!
Let me tell you a little story about why I dislike pumping
I’ve been in the routine of packing up my pump parts in the evenings so I won’t forget them the next morning if I get in a hurry. I wash the bottles/parts, let them dry, put them in the bag, and put the pump in the floor next to Joshua’s diaper bag. Before I wake…
Mama needs a new wardrobe
Or, Joshua needs a new wardrobe (for Winter, y’all…I mean, it does get a *little* chilly around here…) and Mama’s B-R-O-K-E. So, I entered my child in the BabyGap Casting Call. Please take a minute, follow this link, (HERE) and vote for Joshua. I mean, he’s cute enough to be the next face of BabyGap.