Lots of Coffee, lots of kids. It's a peaceful life.
Or…How good it feels to finally see February. January was a long, hard month. The depression hit on Christmas Eve—Christmas Eve! Can you believe it?—and by Epiphany Sunday, it was clear that I needed to talk to my doctor. Ask my husband. Ask my best friend. Ask my kids. Ask me! We can talk about that later if you want. Long story short, I have … [Read more...]
I said I would tell you how we potty-trained our 3-and-1/2-year-old and here it is: We did nothing. Potty-trained kids by the age of two? Not at this blog! Pinterest-unworthy ideas on how to arrive at your goal...eventually...by making endless bribes of M&M candies? You’ve come to the right place. There are many things that I feel … [Read more...]
If you’re like me, you had to read the name of this award a couple of times before it sank in. That’s Sheen-azing, as in named after the Venerable Bishop Fulton Sheen. [When I taught high school religion, I introduced my 11th graders to his writing. They called him “The Bish” and grew to love his wisdom, this despite his being some unheard-of old … [Read more...]
After a week (or so) of Arctic weather, we’ve got snow and balmy temps in the 30’s. You know what that means, don’t you? Recess! Outside! While baby naps and Mommy blogs.* (Because said Mommy is just that desperate.) Hey, we do what we can to survive the doldrums, even breaking out the cornstarch & water when necessary. We had been out … [Read more...]
Okay. Is this not the face of a little boy who’s got his momma exactly—but exactly—where he wants her? I mean, look at those cheeks! ~ Photo by Cate ~ (Yes, I was trying to read a blog or two.) Clearly this kid is getting the good stuff, if—ahem—you know what I mean. I’d just finished nursing when this photo was taken and frankly, little … [Read more...]
I’m being held captive by a stern (but sweet) one-month-old little man. I’m loving it, don’t get me wrong. It’s just not that conducive to my writing. See? This is me & him & my beloved red sling. This is how we spend our days. This is why I haven’t been blogging—my knuckle, you see, has become his nuk. Please know that I’m not … [Read more...]
Welcoming our new baby Catholic! Nicholas was baptized on Epiphany Sunday. I like to think that at the same time the Wise Men found the Christ Child... ...our infant son found his lungs. I really don’t know what was up with that. I fed the little bugger all through the Mass! Here are the godparents, Michael and Tina. We … [Read more...]
Part III The thing about being induced is that you have too much time to think things through—and yet, when it comes to labor, delivery, and birthin’ babies, there are never any guarantees. For your convenience, I have categorized the whole experience. .:The Good:. Being induced was good for me, because I hadn’t slept for about a month … [Read more...]
Part II By 11:00 a.m. I couldn’t leave my bed. Life, for me—any kind of motion, for me—was just that miserable. Frankly, I had had enough. At noon I phoned my doctor and pleaded, “Can I be induced today instead? I know I’m scheduled to go in tomorrow but I hurt, Dr. Mary. I really hurt.” “Absolutely,” she replied, and I was reminded yet again … [Read more...]
Part I Three weeks ago today, I was big with child and extremely miserable. The truth, if you must know it, is that I couldn’t even walk, preferring instead to crouch down on all fours and stretch out the aching muscles of my lower back. At one point, thinking that some gentle rocking might help my sore bottom, I asked Angela to go down to the … [Read more...]
