Monthly Archives: December, 2009

So you’re going to be a Boy Mom…

I know that feeling, that excited but scared shitless feeling when the ultrasound tech tells you they see that extra bit of anatomy. “It’s a boy!”…

“Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas”

Really, the most obnoxious, sarcastic, mocking song, which always seemed to come on at perfectly timed moments this week, like when I’m screaming four letter words…

“Supermom” confesses

It’s that time of year again when I get a wild hair up my ass and try to spruce up this place I call a blog.…

I think they’re working.

Timeouts, that is. Or maybe it’s just the combination of focusing on lowering my stress level, his new language explosion (even if it’s still in a…

Moment of Peace, my #Best09 entry

Silence except the sound of my footsteps, rhythmically pounding in time with the sound of my breathing… heavy at this point, but not labored. As the…

Tis’ the season for a new vacuum!

About a month ago, after another unsuccessful attempt to suck up all the dog hair and filth from my floors, I tweeted something like, “Vacuum, oh…

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