Day In, Day Out

I never  awaken on my own.  I’m usually smack dab in the middle of some amazing dream when a little person whose feet are in my ribs begins to stir and repeatedly request “muck”, the translation of milk in baby talk.  Staggering out of bed with my daughter in my arms, leaving my dream ofContinue reading “Day In, Day Out”

One tough camera

For nearly 9 years a disposable camera has been cruising with me in my car.  A disposable camera all filled up with mystery pictures of which I can’t remember taking.  What? you say.  Nine years?!?!?!  It’s short of a miracle I know.  Never mind that I’ve had a car for 9 years, 12 to beContinue reading “One tough camera”

Just the beginning

She’s barely one. And I’m pretty sure I’m in over my head. When she’s sleeping, I’ve got it made.  Piece of cake. But when she’s awake, she’s really trying to run the show around here.  Already.   At the end of some days, I need a 3 day vacation.  But alas, this is a 24/7Continue reading “Just the beginning”

12 months

It’s unbelievable. It’s inconceivable. It’s unfathomable. I’m sitting up in bed with you sleeping soundly beside me,  studying your precious face and shaking my head in disbelief.  Can this really be true? One year, Emma Kate.  One year. This time last year, after a serious ordeal of labor and delivery, you made your appearance and haveContinue reading “12 months”

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 forContinue reading “Sleeping on the Floor Part 3”