Dames, Dames

Seems Rollie likes Dames. “James,” that is. Since when does he get to choose a favorite episode of Thomas the Tank Engine? And why did it have to be the one that we had just deleted from Tivo? And why did the resulting tantrum have to occur right next to Matilda, who had just fallen […]

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Back in Black

I had my 6 week post-partum checkup yesterday. This basically means that you go in and they ask you how you are doing (I have a newborn. How the fuck do you think I am doing?) and then they check your cervix. My cervix is fine, thanks for asking. This means that I get the […]

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Pure Puke

We recently gave birth to our daughter, and named her Matilda. For those of you who have experienced the saga of choosing a name for your child, the name selection process begins early in the pregnancy and does not really end until you sign the child’s name to the birth certificate papers at the hospital. […]

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The Punk King

Bet you thought this was a really hip, insightful post about music. Not even close. I love it when Rollie mispronounces words and they come out sounding like totally different words or phrases altogether. My current favorite: “punk king” for “pumpkin.” In a similar vein, I also like “chick king” for “chicken.” The francaise-sounding “chat” […]

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Pride

There are many different kinds of pride. There is pride in one’s own accomplishments. There is pride in one’s children. And then there is the pride one feels at being acknowledged for their accomplishments by the one person whose opinion means more than anyone else’s. Thank you for saying, “I’m proud of you for sticking […]

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The Child Divided

Today is the day that Todd and I get up in the morning, and barely speak to one another.See, Todd married a Georgia Bulldog fan; and I married an Auburn Tiger. After we have our coffee, we move on to pointed barbs, and disparaging one another’s states of origin. I might mention something about Auburn […]

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Boobs, Boobs, Boobs, Annie’s Boobs

Boy, I feel like all i do is talk about my boobs lately. . . . I saw the lactation consultant this morning. Breastfeeding has been going moderately well. (Matilda is eating tons and gaining weight.) Unfortunately, the nipple soreness is not getting much better. I waited four weeks to see the LC, because a) […]

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