Hopefully she looks better inside than this rutabaga, which slightly resembles my belly with all the additional hair! Yes, the hair grows like crazy, but not so much on my head. Instead my arm hair is longer and I have … Continue reading
Last night was rough.
We’ve moved into the new house, but Little Man can’t stay there during the day because, until yesterday, the paint was still wet and all of our worldly possessions are stacked in the middle of each room. So, every day we drop him off at our nanny’s house and pick him up at day’s end. All fine, except our nanny lives an hour away, sometimes more as traffic during rush hour is always going with you.
So, last night I left work at 4:45, got to her house at 5:20 (amazing time), packed him up and set off again at 5:45. He hates the car seat now so he goes stiff as a board when you try to put him in it and starts screaming. Last night he alternated screaming and whining for an hour in the car. I was so frazzled when we got home; I called Mike to vent but just ended up being nasty to him out of frustration (he was at the old house trying to empty the fridge).
Posted in Baby Journal, Life as a Mum, The Blood, the Guts, The Not So Glorious
Tagged anger, baby, dog and baby, driving with baby, frustration, mother, motherhood, one year old, pet and baby, working mother
Our Nurse, Irene
A friend of mine is due any day now and I’m dying to give her advice because I’m a recovering know-it-all (this blog is part of my 12 steps. I haven’t figured out the other 11 yet, guess that’s why I’m still recovering), but I know how annoying advice is during pregnancy so I’ve kept my mouth shut… until now.
Here are a few of the things I learned about giving birth, bringing home baby, having a newborn…
Another “We find out tomorrow” post.
This time, we find out if we’re having a boy or a girl (as long as baby cooperates). I have no idea what I think we’re having. I spend more time looking at girl’s clothes, rooms, toys, but I imagine us having another boy when I think about our future.
Let’s look at the pros and cons of each:
I haven’t stopped posting, I’ve simply been building a new blog site, hosted by ME!! That’s right, I’ve become my own boss… in a way. Please follow our new blog at http://www.royalbelly.com
I will be continuing to copy blog posts over here, but the new blog is way fancier! Let me know what you think.
Who cares? Really? Who cares that Beyonce is having a baby. Now I know that seems very hypocritical for someone that has a blog about having a baby, but it’s the saturation that’s bothering me.
I’m happy Beyonce and Jay-Z are having a baby (although I’m dreading the name, I’ll admit). Very happy for them. I hope she has a safe and easy pregnancy/ birth. BUT, I don’t need to consider the potential names, the potential baby outfits, the perfect gifts for the couple, the birth story… I don’t need to be thinking this much about someone I will never meet.
Can someone else please get pregnant so that we can move on?