But it was a stroke of luck. Had I not moved so quickly, that shit would’ve been on my floor.
PleasepleasePLEASE let it be my mind playing tricks on me.
Becca and Zach are both experiencing *ahem* bowel distress and Miss Priss puked two nights in a row (tonight it was projectiled onto me…while I was holding her). I’ve been feeling yucky lately and I guess I know what I have to look forward to.
There’s nothing more heart breaking than hearing your child call you, thinking you’ve disappeared because they didn’t notice when you left the place they saw you last.
- Reblogged from mummywankenobi
Best advice that I will now impart on my children.
Lupita Nyong’o accepting her Oscar for Best Supporting Actress
Me (in my head):
I'll do this piece of work, then that piece, then I'll do that filing...
Me (in reality):
*sits and does nothing*
- Reblogged from sweetpeafairies
Shameless selfie before date night last night. I clean up nicely.
Rebecca, purse and play grocery bags slung over her arms and ready to go.
She said it so casually and these are her first sentences.
Rebecca had always been a great sleeper. She was sleeping through the night by six weeks and she always let us know when she wanted to go to bed. These past few nights, however, she screams and howls with rage at bedtime. I am completely unaware of what to do. I am standing in the bathroom between the babies’ rooms listening to Zach fuss and Rebecca all-out brawl with the crib. 😞