Category: A Mommy’s Life

One Year Here

One Year Here

One year ago today (at 2:30 in the morning, after a 24 hour travelling ordeal, see One Year Gone) we arrived back in Florida and began our new life.  I arrived and settled in with …

Gone Too Soon

I heard yesterday that a friend from a past life recently endured her first child being stillborn.  I cannot even imagine what she is feeling and experiencing right now and it would be completely inappropriate …

Thinking of You

Today I am thinking of you and am grateful that you are a part of my life.  I am fortunate to have such a wonderful friend.  Thank you for touching my heart and helping me …
No Touching!

No Touching!

“Just please, don’t touch me!”  No, it’s not my girls arguing in the backseat of the car or during lunch.  I wish I could say that’s where I heard it, but in reality it came …
Turning to Terror

Turning to Terror

I know I complain about driving, a lot (see “Driving Frustration” and “On the Road”) but lately my South Florida driving adventures have hit an all new level.  After some very close calls, I have actually become …

Wide Load

I know I just had a baby, but really, my buggy isn’t that big!  Besides, it carries two kids so it’s going to be bigger than most.  I just don’t understand what retailers are thinking …
“Finally,” a boy!

“Finally,” a boy!

Now that Doodle is here, I am happy that the constant “are you having a boy or a girl?” questioning has ended.  Unfortunately it’s been replaced with a new and perhaps more irritating question: “Three …
A Weighty Issue

A Weighty Issue

I had an epiphany today about postpartum weight loss and breastfeeding.  Most people know breastfeeding helps a mother more easily lose weight after giving birth but I always just assumed it was from the baby …
Public Perceptions

Public Perceptions

There is a bakery/café the girls and I love to go to on occasion for breakfast, a morning snack or sometimes lunch after school.  It’s an informal place where I’ve always felt comfortable taking my …

Too much of a Good Thing

When Doodle was about 2 ½ weeks old I realized something was not right with our breastfeeding relationship.  He had been having green, explosive poos (yes, explosive, like shot across the room if he went …