Queen of Rambles

Tomorrow is Santa Lucia day in Sweden, which means if I was a good wife I’d go buy some saffron and raisins and figure out how to make lussekatter. I’d also make some glogg and wear a crown of candles and a dress of white. Or maybe I wouldn’t wear the crown and dress. Maybe [...]

His sharp nails dig into my skin. He grabs my hair and pulls it out by the roots. He pinches my nipples and won’t let go. When he’s mad he spits his food all over me. He wakes me up at night with his yelling. If I told this story to a domestic abuse counselor, [...]

My dear, sweet, adorable little son is going through some kind of time shift. Up until the last couple of days we’ve been extremely lucky with his sleep patterns. He screeches from 8 pm till 11 pm, then sleeps soundly with a couple of feeding breaks from 11 pm till 8 am. I don’t know [...]

I am having a completely unproductive day today. It’s almost 2 and this is the first chance I’ve had to put the baby down and eat/write/do anything. He woke up at 5 am and was ready to play. I knew I’d have to pay for his 10 pm conk-out. I don’t know which is worse–the [...]

I’ve been reading so called “mommy blogs” before I even knew I wanted a baby. My eyes always glazed over words like “blow outs” and “vomit.” Really, I have no desire to learn about such things. Guess what! They are unavoidable. Fun fun fun! I really like wiping poop out of my son’s hair. I [...]

Not much to report today. Mike was telecommuting since there was a half inch of snow on the ground and the world ended. People here are crazy. That little half inch of snow caused all kinds of havoc with the transportation systems, thus I got to have a helper-baby-holder all day. Only problem? He is [...]

I think I need to don an apron, fire up the oven, and become a wild-haired Betty Crocker. I had a small detour from Operation: Fat Banishment yesterday and did a Very Bad Thing. I made another coffee cake. This time I made a Butter Milk Coffee Cake with a chocolate chip filling. I am [...]

Well, don’t I feel like a fool after that last entry. I knew I would, but when I’m in the throes of anguish it doesn’t really matter. I just want to thank you all for your kind words. On good days I recognize all the things you are saying. It’s just those bad days that [...]

I think our genes are faulty. They seem to have created a difficult child that just won’t quit whining. I can’t stand whining. There are many moments when I want to slap a giant Return to Sender on his forehead and stick him in the mailbox. I knew motherhood would be hard, but I didn’t [...]

There have been many moments in my life when I declared with wonder and awe “wow, I’m a grown up” but I don’t think I ever quite believed it. Sure, standing in front of a class of 17 year olds and telling them where to put commas is pretty much something only a grown up [...]