Queen of Rambles

Could someone please call a psychiatrist? I think I need to be put in lock down. Do you think they have straight jackets in teal? Preferably with a few little shiny sequins? At least I’ll be fashionable during my sting in the mental ward.
Seriously, I don’t know what I was thinking today. […]

What a let down. I got my new/used stroller yesterday and immediately realized it was missing many of the key features that make my life easier. After using it on one short jaunt, I must admit that I am utterly amazed that people are willing to shell out $350 for this particular stroller. […]

I’ve been obsessing over strollers all day long. I want a Peg Perego. I NEED a Peg Perego. Several of the moms in the group have one and they are simply superior to the Graco and Evenflos of the world. The price is rather insane. Worth it is you use it […]

I want to thank everyone so much for the kind words and encouragement. Jeanette has an excellent method for keeping those emotional beatings in check and I think I need to start using it. Basically, you imagine you have a friend in the same situation and imagine what you’d say to her. It’s […]

This post was started last night, but I didn’t have time to finish it. You know things are dire when I don’t have time to finish a post. Daily journal writing is very important to me and it hurts my soul if I am unable to post something every day.
Also, before […]

Thanks so much for all the well wishes yesterday. As you might have imagined, it was one hell of a day. I did several loads of laundry and MisterE wore all of his pajamas, a couple of them more than once. The puking did finally subside, but the other sign of stomach […]

It’s shaping up to be a GREAT day. < / sarcasm>
Nothing like a 5 am wake up call with great gushes of puke in the bed. I switched beds and everything was fine until we got up. Dowpours of hot, stinky puke right down my nightie do not a fun time make. […]

If you want to wear out a baby, just take said baby to the swimming pool and let him kick with all his might for an hour. The old saying about swimming being the most tiring activity you can do is apparently true. Or maybe he was just so traumatized by all the […]

You might remember that MisterE refused to take a pacifier when he was little. We’d stick it in, he’d spit it out. We’d hold it in his mouth, hoping he’d get the hang of it and stop the screaming, he’d turn bright red and spit it out with even more force. In […]

It’s time for a procrastination post! I’m supposed to be writing. I really, really, really need to write. Write write write. So I am writing, but not what I am supposed to be writing.
Did you know it’s a bad idea to grab your baby’s head when he’s sound asleep? It […]