My folks came to stay with us for two weeks, and it was pretty good. We only had one extended argument over bowls, preferences, gifts, and adulthood. It also helped immensely that they were present for our anesthesia vomitfest fiasco with E. I’m not sure whether I’m freaked that I got so immediately comfortable with … More Having said that (by Grabthar’s Hammer, what a summer, part 2).
I get irrationally proud of myself when I accomplish a small task, say, like ferrying cash to the bank and depositing it successfully. Like, in the movie of life, I am not Uncle Billy. I brought money to the bank. It’ll be withdrawn almost immediately to pay for tree treatments* but, still. The money. Is … More Small Successes for This Week
DID YOU HEAR ABOUT BABY STUFF Dear god, Baby E. has been sleeping through the night. I don’t know whether to credit the Keppra, or the change in seasons (getting much warmer here), or the fact that he’s getting older, or what. WHAT, goddamnit? My body is so happy, it’s finding and expending all sorts of … More Three Things Make a Post (of GARBAGE)
What did I do this month, as a living breathing being separate from my baby? If I put it all in bullet points, it will make me feel like I’ve accomplished things. I worked a lot, or as much as one can work when working part-time. I supported my husband during a job interview. I found … More Update on the Me
As my posts often do, this started out as one thing and quickly became another. But don’t worry, it’s all still very disjointed and pissy. Technologically Technical The WordPress scheduling calendar and I do not function well together. I’ve posted several things recently that I meant to post at later dates, but when I hit the … More Hijacked by the High Cost of Disability!
When I was little I loved Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH, Bernard and Bianca from The Rescuers, The Great Mouse Detective, The Witches, hell, to go way far back, The Mouse Twins and the Scary Night. I was of the firm opinion that mice were great creatures. They ate noodles and cheese! They were loyal and clever and they … More Squeak squeak, you little shit
LIFE LIFE LIFE Baby E is still smiling, so the bad days aren’t that bad. Mostly they’re bad when I don’t get enough sleep — when that happens, it slams home just how easy I can and will fall off the Precipice of Control. Sort of like those articles about how easy it is to … More Good days and bad days
Every few days I freak out and go on an Internet binge to figure out all the things wrong with Baby E. This results in The Great Repetitive Googling of the following topics: – Development and/or milestones – Developmental delays – Cerebral palsy – PVL – IVH – HALP WHEN WILL WE KNOW WHETHER OR … More Look at those normals go!
I hate Yahoo News, but I love Frances McDormand: ‘I’m happy with the way I look and how I age’ Most of the other stuff on YN is about some dude who’s pissed his daughter is doing an assignment about Islam (because he doesn’t agree with it! Therefore she should not learn about a religion … More Youth and beauty are not synonymous
Can we talk about the love, hate, and general mockery the Internet has for passive aggressive notes? And showcasing such notes on dedicated websites? I mean, as a blogger, obviously I come down on the love side of things because sometimes a blog (THIS blog, perhaps?) seems like one loooooooong multitopical passive aggressive bitchfest. I … More My passive aggression, man.