Late nights. Weary-eyed mornings. It very well could sound a lot like my twenties, but yet it is something we’re doing all over again, yet completely new. That’s right. Our third child has arrived and it’s a girl…again! That makes us the proud parents of a five year old boy, a two year old girlContinue reading “It’s a girl….again!”
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Did we just do that?
When you’re in your twenties (or at least when some of us were in our twenties), you’d occasionally find yourself waking up after a night with friends (and drinks), asking questions about if you really did do that thing you’d never ordinarily do sober. “Did that really happen?” When you’re a parent in their 30sContinue reading “Did we just do that?”
Late night breastfeeding with Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel
My son, only a week or so old, has quite the well-developed set of lungs. He likes to show them off to us usually ni the middle of the night, working himself into such a tizzy during breastfeeding that he’s too worried about screaming to get fed than actually feeding. Hey, when you’re under 14Continue reading “Late night breastfeeding with Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel”