• life amongst sixty one drafts, an update or something like it.

    (the real reason I am not a fumbling blubbering idiot most days… he keeps me sane and grounded. and because I owed him a better picture after the last post.) I have sixty one drafts sitting in my WordPress dashboard, waiting to be finished, edited, or turned into something.  Sixty One! Um…. can someone tell me where I can get the strongest coffee in existence?  One that would keep me up all day and night for oh, a hundred hours or so without me verging on snappy, psycho mom or having any negative repercussions?  Does that exist? 🙂  My blog would be very thankful if it did. I’m frustrated because…

  • Letting Go

    One thing about pregnancy is that it brings out a slew of emotions, good ones and bad ones. I’m starting this blog, not sure if I will actually post it for the world to see, but full of overwhelming feelings of love, fear, and hope. Last night Lucas woke up crying “Mama” around 2:30, and I went to him. He had a wet diaper, leaking into his pajamas. I changed him, refilled his water cup, and put him back in bed. Then I went back to bed and tried to go to sleep, but I couldn’t. For some reason, I was worried. I’m not sure why, I was just worried,…

  • No, I will not pick up your magazine.

    I had one of those moments yesterday when I knew my life had really changed. I was in Lassens, stocking up on gluten free crackers for me and Lucas. I felt totally frazzled, you know, hadn’t showered in two days, my sweatshirt was covered in baby boogers, my pants falling down from the weight of Lucas on my back, and I’m pretty sure my shoe was untied. I stood in line, and noticed the girl in front of me. She had a tight fur lined jacket on over sweatpants and tight boots. Her hair was long and flowing perfectly. As it neared her turn she reached over me to replace…