Sick and Tired

I feel guilty in admitting this, but I am sick and tired of baby puke.  I know, it is called spit-up to make it more palatable, but baby puke it is.  There is not a day that goes by that I am not regurgitated on (several or dozens of times) by my now almost seven […] . . . → Read More: Sick and Tired

Last Night: The Wake Ups, Part 2

Anthony and I got to sleep sometime after midnight only to be wakened by a horrific scream in the alley out back. The screaming kept on going followed by a man yelling and the woman still screaming bloody murder. (Well no those weren’t her exact words, but it really sounded bad.) […] . . . → Read More: Last Night: The Wake Ups, Part 2

Last Night: The Wake Ups, Part 1

Last night started out great. Mom and I went out to dinner and afterward for a tea and it was lovely. We had a great time and a nice chat. It was really nice to just relax and talk and not worry about the time.
When we got home everyone was tired so […] . . . → Read More: Last Night: The Wake Ups, Part 1

Real Moms Laugh in the Face of Adversity, and Spit Up

A while ago I posted a meme started by Kristen Chase of Motherhood Uncensored and now she has a lovely Mother’s Day contest. I am reposting in a slightly different format, but the idea is still the same. I am a real Mom, warts and all.
Real Moms laugh in the face of spit […] . . . → Read More: Real Moms Laugh in the Face of Adversity, and Spit Up