Yesterday Number 5’s birthday nail polish went missing. Number 4 couldn’t find it, and she was very concerned. “Mom. We have to find the nail polish. If we don’t Number 5 will be heartbroken.” A few minutes later, Number 3 was putting on his cup for baseball. “Number 4, look. This is my cup. Punch […]
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All of my pregnancies were great. No morning sickness. No aversions to anything. No physical problems really. All my deliveries were the same. Easy. Well, all except for one. With one, I had fairly serious complications. It didn’t help that the ob-gyn delivering the baby appeared to be, um, a total idiot. I got an epidural, but no one hooked […]
Bittersweet
Last day of school, summer is here. Last day of Number 2’s 8th grade year. Last day packing lunches and taking the bus, Last day for alarm clocks and making a fuss. Last day for ripping the brush through the hair, and frantically searching for the something to wear. Last day for homework and papers […]
Journey must be really proud of me.
If you read yesterday’s post, you know I started off my morning consumed by mom guilt. But I kept telling myself, something is going to work out. A new friend offered to watch my kids so I wouldn’t miss Number 3’s end-of-the-year party, but unfortunately, the one time she couldn’t help out was during the […]
Congratulations on your new baby! We’ll throw in a side of Mom Guilt to go with that for free.
We are down to our last three days of school. Which means we are in the end-of-the-year-party zone. I hate end-of-the-year parties. And all the activities that go along with them. The relay races. The water balloon tosses. The ice cream sundaes. The crafts. I hate making awkward conversation with moms that I don’t know […]
Happy Birthday. Plain and Simple.
Yesterday was Number 5’s birthday. And it was Number 6’s birthday. We didn’t have a big party. But we did celebrate. We had ice cream cones for lunch. In our bathing suits. And we made a mess. And we were psyched. We went for a swim. Although playing in the dirty water that backwashed out […]
