Sometimes I think about what an odd little baby I have. Case in point: Ben’s obsession with standing up. And I don’t mean him standing up, although he does love it when you let him “stand” while holding his hands. Oh no. That makes me life far too easy. No, he likes to make Mommy work; for whatever reason, when he gets fussy, he will not stop crying unless I am standing up. 
It is the strangest thing. He’ll have his bottle and then when he’s done, he’ll start crying. Or maybe he’ll be tired, or bored, or whatever the case may be. …
Mom, this would look better on your shirt.
Morehead City recently opened an Olive Garden and my friends and I were dying to try it out. Living here you have your choice of country diners that spell their “country” with a “K” or outdated chain restaurants that still reek of cigarette smoke (love you No-Smoking Law!) In other words it’s slim pickins when it comes to dining out. But now that we have Olive Garden all our problems have been solved. Seriously, the thought of breadsticks alone is enough to make me drool a little.
We went for lunch one day and all together we were three adults and …
May it be like this every night.
If you ever want to spark a discussion in a group of moms, one thing you can bring up is how to sleep train your child. There are as many varying opinions on this matter as there are flavors of ice cream.
When Serophina was old enough to start sleeping in a crib, it was an almost nightly battle of her crying and fighting and calling out “mama!” reaching her little arms out from between the crib rails as if she was locked in a prison cell. It was heartbreaking!
I remember dreading putting her down for the night because she just …
It is the strangest thing. He’ll have his bottle and then when he’s done, he’ll start crying. Or maybe he’ll be tired, or bored, or whatever the case may be. …
