In which a veteran mom hijacks her old journals and gently pokes fun at her newbie-mom self… (although this segment is more reflection, less sarcasm. no worries– I’m sure the sarcasm will make a comeback.) (Read Part 1 and Part 2.) June 9, 2003–So, I bought Livi a 2-pack of Play-Doh the other day for 99 cents. Orange and black with a picture of a tiger you could make on the front of the box. …
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oh, sweetie… (part 2)
In which a veteran mom hijacks her old journals and gently pokes fun at her newbie-mom self… (Read Part 1 here.) And, um, guys (as in menfolk), just so you know, even though I’m not sharing EVERYTHING from my journal, some of the, uh, “graphic” stuff might have made the cut. Beware. September 10, 2001–I don’t know about this weaning thing. My boobs are sooooo small, and only the left one is making any milk. …
oh, sweetie…
In which a veteran mom hijacks her old journals and gently pokes fun at her newbie-mom self… October 25, 2000―Following in the footsteps of my dear mama, I’m starting my first prayer journal. With less than two months to go before our first baby comes, the focus of this journal will be our children. But I won’t limit it to just them. This won’t be an all-inclusive journal of everyday happenings. But it will be …
once upon the internet
Oh. My. Word. Be still my heart. Holy stinking cow. My new e-book releases today tonight (RIGHT NOW!!), and I’M SO EXCITED!!! Friends, you have NO IDEA (well, maybe you do) what a journey this has been. Long. Hard. Exhausting. Man alive. (even today has been NUTS) That’s a whole ‘nother blog post. Anyway. Enough of that. HERE SHE IS!! Isn’t she just the prettiest thing you ever saw?? (The story behind the cover also …
the painful truth
Today was tough. I cried a lot and spent a lot of time just feeling really sad. And while I asked for prayer on Facebook and Twitter, I didn’t really plan on telling the whole story (or even part of it). Some things are better left unsaid. Except when they might be able to help someone else. I got to thinking a little bit ago that I might as well air it all out (well, …
