So Sunday was one of those days. Wednesday was one of those days. Joshua has stopped napping rather abruptly but still desperately needs to nap based on his behavior and because of this no-more-napping, those days are happening more often than I’d like to admit. Except I just admitted that and admitting that is half…
completely irrational
Days like these
Today was hard. Today I was not a shining example of how to win at motherhood. In fact, if this was a game, I lost miserably. And days like these are happening more often than not now that Joshua has decided he’s not napping anymore. This not napping? It will be the death of whatever…
Things I’m Afraid To Tell You–I (can’t) do it myself
There are lots of things that I’m afraid of. Lately, it’s that I’m not stacking up as a mother to Joshua. Or that I’ll never fit into my regular clothes again, never mind anything smaller than that. I’m also afraid of my feet hanging over the edge of the bed, getting poop on my hands…
Synchronized insanity
That’s what my mornings feel like around here. Synchronized insanity. Chaos organized only by the fact that one of my children can’t move yet. Especially this morning. A typical morning looks like this: Emma is usually up to nurse around 4. I just pop a boob in her mouth and we go back to sleep….
this is just to say …
I wrote last night’s post and it felt kind of disjointed even as I was writing it. So when I re-read it and then read some of the comments (which, thank you for those) I felt like perhaps I’d been misleading in my writing by mentioning the Mommy Wars. Yes, posts about the Mommy Wars…