Surprise!

Imagine my horror when I opened this week’s shopping list for the cleanse and saw….
An Enema.
Two of them.
I should have known.  I guess that’s why they call it a cleanse.

New World Record

Tonight I breastfed a frog, a lizard, a cheetah, a cat, a doll, and a toddler.

Did the Universe Just Slap Me?

Total weirdness: On the day Henry was born, Buehrle pitched a no-hitter.  Today, the day HW was conceived, Buehrle pitched a perfect game.
And my maiden name was Pitcher.

Like Father, Like Son

I should never have laughed at the story where Matt crawled up in his older brother’s bunk in the middle of the night and bashed him in the forehead with a metal dumptruck.  When I picked up Henry from school today, I was informed that he hit a 4-year-old over the head with a shovel [...]

Welcome to Motherhood

As I was leaving the doctor’s office today, I glanced at the bottom half of the checkout sheet: “Diagnosis: weight gain & fatigue.”

A Healthy Way to Process Anger

It seems Henry has learned something that took me 32/33 years and countless therapy sessions to realize.  Actually, it’s a work in progress for me, still.  I’d say 90% of the tantrums occur when we are coming or going—transitions are a real bitch.  We were getting ready to leave for the morning, and the screaming [...]

Boundaries, Illuminated

Henry and I took a little walk after dinner last night, and we saw two very fat cats sleeping in a neighbor’s front yard.  Of course he wanted to go kiss them, and I told him that the kitties felt like being alone right now.  He furrowed his brow, nodded, looked at me and said [...]

A Conversation About the Laundry

M (gesturing to the overflowing basket of clean laundry that has been on the bedroom floor for 6 months now): Do you need me to wash that?
Me: No.  It’s clean.  You know this.
M: If we all kept our laundry on the floor like you do, we would be swimming in dirty armpits.
Me: No, because I [...]

Let’s Eat Cake for Every Meal

My birthday last month clearly made a huge impression on Henry because now he hugs me several times a day and whispers in my ear, “Happy Birthday, Mama.”
It’s his way of telling me he loves me.
Or maybe that he wants another cupcake.

Afternoon Delight

It had to happen.  At 21 months, Henry has pretty much dropped his naps altogether.  (He’s only napped twice in the past 2 weeks.)  Thankfully he seems to have snapped out of that rough post-travel/post-sick/post-molars snap that left him unable to be in his room alone.  Once again I can nurse him, put him in [...]