I was slow to join Instagram. For whatever reason, I just thought adding one more social network to my life was too much to handle. But I was looking at it all wrong. When I did start using it, it was because it offered an outlet for my obsession with taking photos of (I’m just gonna say it) … flowers.… Read more →
One more thing to add to my list of the most terryifying things ever: Baby deciding that the best way to sleep is face down. And when I say face down, I mean he woke up with a nose red like Rudolph’s because he was sleeping on it for hours! While it was a miraculous discovery and Baby M started… Read more →
Baby falls asleep and I enthusiastically march into the shower. As the warm water hits my tired body, I feel as if I stepped into some forbidden exotic waterfall. I dab Pantene onto my hair and revel in this delicious opportunity to wash myself clean of all the baby puke that’s been spewed onto various parts of my body over the past … um, who needs to count how many days.
As I slather conditioner onto my strands, I hear a cry. Am I hallucinating? I always seem to hear baby cries whenever I’m more than a few feet away from him. I stand still, trying to tune out the noise of the water, intently listening for signs of Baby’s distress.
Nope, not hallucinating. Baby woke up and is now screaming his head off in his bassinet.
Ok, I reason with myself, maybe he will self-soothe and fall right back to sleep (yeah, right, dream on, lady). I proceed with rinsing conditioner out of my hair, quite frantically. Every second is precious commodity. I finish the rest of my shower routine in record time (yay), run out of the bathroom and head in the direction of the screaming child.
At the bassinet, my towel decides to slide off to the floor. As I pick it up and wrap it around myself again, I realize that one of my armpits is still unshaven.
Oh well, maybe next time. I get my screaming child, hold him close and kiss his head.
And in that moment, nothing else matters.
As I began preparing for my birthing hospital stay and packing my baby hospital bag, I first thought that Baby’s portion of the stuff would be the easiest. However, once I started piling up those baby items, I realized that I did need to make a list. With pregnancy brain making its appearance these days, I know I’m bound to… Read more →
Something to look forward to in a NYC spring is the Rhododendron season in Central Park. The park explodes with amazing colors only for a couple of weeks, so the window of opportunity is quite short. I grab my camera and stroll through the grounds, taking photos of every flower I can find. Read more →
I am one very lucky woman. Within the first few months of meeting my husband Andrew, I had an inkling that one day, he would make a really awesome dad. Somehow, it never even crossed my mind to question the fact that our relationship would be a lasting one or that we’d have a family together. How did I know all that?… Read more →
Sometimes, pregnancy just plain sucks! No matter how much one would like to pretend otherwise, there are days you just want to roll into a ball under your cozy comforter and never leave the bed. And/or, make your significant other stay home from work because you need someone else to keep your sorry ass company in feeling sorry for your… Read more →
When I first chanced upon Christopher Poindexter, I found a piece of his writing being attributed to Fitzgerald. There were a few quotes floating around Pinterest that were misattributed. Mr. Poindexter was fighting to re-stake his claim and clean up the mess left by an ignorant poster. Welcome to the world of social media. As I browsed through his typewritten… Read more →