Tag: baby

  • Afternoon Off

    Afternoon Off

    sweet baby melted body dozy idle *** clean floor guests coming hide that *** warm dirt lazy sun kids inside quiet baby carrot cool, sweet

  • Stuff That Happens When I Am Not Looking

    Stuff That Happens When I Am Not Looking

    Once you are a parent–or really, once you have even just conceived–the advice starts rolling in. “Don’t leave the baby on the changing table unattended.” “Use ‘natural consequences’ to discipline your children.” “Don’t tell your child that he will go blind if he touches himself.” Well, I could probably write a blog post about any…

  • Signs of Subpar Parenting

    Signs of Subpar Parenting

    I’m not saying that all this stuff happened. This is just a random list of red flags, I swear, just signs that would indicate subpar parenting. Telling his father thatΒ we should have named Asher Ashhole instead Going to Mother’s Day tea and hearing the sentence “My Mommy spends all her time______” finished with the word…

  • Little Buppy

    Little Buppy

    As many of you know, I cried the entire time I was pregnant with my third child. I felt so overwhelmed with two! But something wonderful happened. Or a combination of factors that worked out to be wonderful. For one, Noah is a sweet baby. Also, it turns out the more babies you have, the…

  • At Least It’ll Make a Good Blog Post

    At Least It’ll Make a Good Blog Post

    We were planning to go camping for Memorial Day weekend. However, though the weather has been outright ridiculous lately, with day after day of warm sun–it suddenly cooled off for the weekend. We had already been a little worried about bringing three kids out to the woods, and when we realized that the highs would…

  • Parenting with Love, Randomness, and Therapy Funds

    Parenting with Love, Randomness, and Therapy Funds

    Full disclosure time: I have not parented my children with an equal hand. This may be why Selah can be a bit whiny and Asher is so angry. And Noah? Awww, he’s just a wittle baby. But here’s the thing I have learned: children are like snowflakes. They come in all different shapes and sizes,…

  • Carpe Some Other Diem

    Carpe Some Other Diem

    Why am I so crazy? I spend my workdays missing my kids. Their soft little heads and infectious laughs. Selah’s jokes. I look forward to being with them again. As soon as I am with my kids, I start feeling irritable and barking at people. “Don’t touch that!” “Oh, gross!” “Stop FIGHTING!” I wish they…