My Boobs are Tired

Reason #58943 that women are magical, confusing, frustrating beings. Also I really, really wanted to title this “Tough Tits” – sorry, Mom. Breastfeeding is super hard, y’all. Even when it’s easy and everything goes to plan. This is one of those things that doesn’t get discussed nearly enough in the pregnancy-related-sphere, in my opinion. OtherContinue reading “My Boobs are Tired”

Signed, Sealed, Delivered

I’m the Oprah-giving-out-cars-meme of mail. The nostalgia is strong in this one. Greeting cards are a staple item for many occasions in my family. My pack-rat nature is testament to this – I have had to actively work to cull my collection of signed cards from birthdays, graduations, Valentine’s days, etc. of years past. (FunnilyContinue reading “Signed, Sealed, Delivered”

True Life: I Love Laundry

Proof that the best-laid plans sometimes fail miserably and result in you feeling like a big dummy. At about a week old, baby E started having a prickly-looking red rash all over her torso. It didn’t seem to bother her, but it refused to go away. The pediatrician didn’t seem particularly concerned, but recommended aContinue reading “True Life: I Love Laundry”