Cheers to the freaking weekend
Emma’s swing died on Wednesday morning. Like, died-dead and not just batteries-dead. And I realize this is snarky of me, but I’m rather shocked at …
Sleep woes
Yes, another post about sleep
A funny thing happens when moms start talking about sleep. Actually a couple of things. Either moms throw up their hands in the air in …
Sleep is a thing people still do, right?
The Universe is a crotchety little turd sometimes, y’all. See, I thought I had a good baby in Emma. A baby who sleeps. Anyhwere! Anytime! …