Angel Wheeler

baby

  • Sleeping on the Floor Part 3

    “Having children is like living in a frat house – nobody sleeps, everything’s broken, and there’s a lot of throwing up.” ― Ray Romano Last night marked Day 5 with my comfy “bed on the floor” gig. And boy oh boy, I’m feeling like I can move mountains! I’m almost afraid to tell you for… Read more

  • 8 months

    Hey sweet Emma! You’re a little doll, dear.  As beautiful as ever, and growing so big. For a while now you’ve been belly crawling, but this month you decided to try out the old hand and knee crawl.  It’s still a bit clumsy, and you really only do it when you don’t have a shirt… Read more

  • Feeding the Big Chickens

    We recently had a family picnic at the park.  It was a beautiful September day and we were in the big city, so we decided to grab a couple burgers and enjoy them under the treetops. The park has a big lake with walkers and joggers circling it.  A few fisherman had cast their poles… Read more

  • sleeping, eating, and other motherly woes

    Of one thing I’m certain:  each day that I’m given is more proof of how little I know. We’ve all been there, a time in our life when we thought we knew it all.  When we stuck our chest out and announced, if only to ourselves, “I got this.” For me that was 7 months… Read more

  • Under the weather

    It’s September 15th, or is it the 14th?  Regardless of the number on the calendar, it is my favorite time of year.  It’s a dreary, overcast day and my thoughts bounce around randomly, like an annoying fly trying to find a place to light, but never satisfied for long. I’m feeling a tad under the… Read more

  • The toughest job

    When I was a teacher, just a few short months ago, I used to believe teaching was the hardest profession there was.  In fact, I’ve been known to tell people that very thing. Now that I’m a stay-at-home-mom, I have changed my opinion and believe mommy hood is the hardest job there is. More than… Read more

  • Howdy, friends.

    Oh, hey there! It’s me.  Don’t you recognize me? It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I know, I know, I’ve been much too quiet lately. Oh?  You don’t agree?  Has it been a nice break for you? Well, not for me!  I’ve missed you all so. Life is happening with this old gal, I tell… Read more

  • 6 months

    Precious, darling Emma Kate, Look at you grow, girl!  Mama doesn’t even know where to begin telling you about your very busy month. I have so much to say, so I guess instead of starting at the beginning, I’ll just start at the top. Your hair. It has lightened up some, still brown,  and is… Read more

  • She Battles

    Each day, right after her cup of coffee, she laces up her tennie runners as her dad used to call them, straps the baby in the stroller and begins her walk down a lonely dirt, country road.  Slow at first, building steam, gearing up.  Just barely after she starts, her mind tells her to quit.… Read more

  • Outside

    Our baby girl loves it outside. No matter the mercury reading, she hasn’t learned to complain about the heat yet.   We haven’t cut her hair to look like a mohawk on it’s way to growing out, it’s just the way her hair, well is growing out.  Possibly one of the reasons she’s mistaken for… Read more