great expectations
Today was the day I was going to get stuff done. Tilly was at preschool, I had a list, I was all over it.
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Today was the day I was going to get stuff done. Tilly was at preschool, I had a list, I was all over it.
Do you know this woman? I can tell you what she used to look like. She used to match. Have a $250 haircut. Often
I think of myself as fairly thoughtful. I've been lucky enough to do quite a bit of study and although I'm suffering blackout levels of
Good, unrestrained, imaginative curiosity is probably the trait I cherish most in my small people. I love bugs in the bug catcher and escapee
Three short months with us, out here. What did we ever do without her? What did they do without her? Three months ago I didn't
Kate has got me thinking, with her celebratory week of imperfections. It's the strangest thing sometimes, blogging. Because we tend to macro focus on the
So I MAY have forgotten that the community nurse was coming to our house this morning to check out Ivy. Now I know she's not
: Turns out some newborns do just eat and sleep. I thought that was something people just claimed. We're not naive enough to know this
Henry: (To me, while in the car, Adam driving.) How did the baby get in your tummy? Me: *cough* Really? We're having that conversation? Henry:
Here's one for you: Why are mother's so good at guilt? Does it fall to us naturally to feel like we're never quite cutting it or is