Monthly Archive: September 2010

I’m a work in progress as a mom.  I was pretty good from the get go, I’ll admit it.  I’m the oldest of four (or six, depending on how you count step siblings) and I’ve got legions of cousins for whom I was the primo babysitter.  I’ve got ten nieces and nephews (nine of whom were born …

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I’m not proud of it.  I know it’s not right.  I know I should do better.  I know I’m setting a crappy example for my children, and possibly giving my five month old a serious addiction as well.  But I flat out need the coffee, all the time, and accidentally didn’t finish my afternoon cup …

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Having a five month old really just is a blast.  Julianna is just such a joy – she’s sunshiney delighted most of the time, super easy to soothe if and when she does cry.  I’ve had no problems nursing for the past three months, we’re just starting solids – and so far, that’s just all …

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I’ve got a lot to be profoundly grateful for in my life.  Three healthy, happy children, a husband who’s as attracted to me now as he was when we first met.  But sometimes… all this love is a little more than I can handle.  Does that make sense?  I know it’s just a side effect …

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I made the decision this morning to pull him out entirely. Actually, I made the decision last week – but it took a while to get up the courage to actually declare it officially. I had to discuss it in exhaustive detail with Marc (more exhaustive on my part, because Marc takes the perfectly logical …

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Not that I’m actually saying that – because I’m pretty happy these days, but it’s Jessie’s new favorite phrase. Totally copying what I yell at Marc when I’m complaining about how messy the living room gets after Sam has been BUSY for a few hours. My computer was riddled with viruses and I had no …

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Very busy, very stressed out… it’s Rosh Hashana yesterday and today, so I’ve been doing a lot of family stuff. Still dealing with the aftermath from losing my grandfather, and the family dramas that go along with that… Status updates… – Sam is doing okay at preschool. The second day was much better than the …

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Today – he’s went off to preschool, taking that first big, big step towards independence. And I’m a mess. My girls love me, adore me, need me desperately – but Sam has always been on a different level. He came out of the womb with separation anxiety and it’s not really a big exaggeration when …

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I’m conflicted. As per usual… my mother claims it’s the curse of being an Aquarian because we can see both sides of the argument, but I think I’m just indecisive :-). Arguments against starting are that she’s just over four months old, she’s my last little baby, and why am I rushing this? She’s doing …

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Sammy and I were cleaning, and I found a quarter on the floor and gave it to him. He came up to me about ten minutes later and asked if I wanted heads or trash, because he was going to flip the coin. “Trash?” I said “It’s not trash, honey, it’s tails. Heads or tails.” …

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