Angel Wheeler

motherhood

  • I feel like whining

    T minus 10 hours before the clock tolls April 13th. The day I dread. The day I must return to work and leave my baby with a sitter. The diaper bag is packed with everything possibly needed from a change of clothes to a snot sucker. The bottles of pumped breast milk are made with… Read more

  • The ol’ Thumb Trick

    I know this is bad. I know this is bad. I know this is bad. But isn’t it just so darn cute? Emma Kate was hungry.  And if you can’t get the real thing to suck on, you go for the second best thing.  She hit the jackpot with her thumb and was going to… Read more

  • 1 month old

    My Darling Emma Kate, I’m writing to you, my precious, even though I know you can’t read yet.  But you’re so smart, I’m convinced it will probably only take you another couple of months at the rate you’re going!    I want to capture your life and all its milestones, stepping stones, and rocky roads… Read more

  • Emotions.

    The first time I watched the movie Raising Arizona, I couldn’t believe how stupid it was.  But, in its defense, I didn’t really watch it.  I busied myself with other things, catching snippets here and there while my husband sat in his chair giggling his little butt off at, in my opinion, bad actors. At… Read more