Did you know I’m eligible for sainthood? Yes. I am. I’m pretty sure that mothering a child for 23 months, 6 days, 4 hours, and eleven minutes without doing any of the following qualifies one for sainthood:
Losing my goddamned mind
Slapping, spanking, biting, or otherwise hurting the child
Killing, castrating, or divorcing her father
Selling her on eBay
She [...]
Bird: *tweaks my nipple* Heheheeee!
Daisymama: No! No pinching.
Bird: Num-a-num! Heheheheheeee!
Daisymama: Wanna nursey?
Bird: *looks at me as if I’ve just stepped out of a spaceship* Hehehee, no…
Daisymama: Hmm. Is Boo suddenly too grown up for nummies?
Bird: *emphatic nod* Uh- HUH! Wah-yee?
Daisymama: Okaaaaay… *hands Bird sippy*
The thing with timing is…
Mid-August 2005, we decided we would start trying [...]
Tonight is the fifth night in a row the Bird went to sleep without her num-a-num. It’s the third night I actually put her to bed myself. (!) Yesterday there was no nursing from wake up until the wee hours this morning. Today so far there was only one quick attempt, when she latched on [...]
I am reading Eat Pray Love. Only I am not. I am devouring, relishing, tasting, experiencing it.
I am Eating it, Praying it, Loving it.
I’ll write a response to it when I finish, I just have to! But not a review. Would you review the Bible? Well, I would… yes, I would, so it’s a poor [...]
Molly’s submission for the Art Auction:
.gallery {
margin: auto;
}
.gallery-item {
float: left;
margin-top: 10px;
text-align: center;
width: 33%; }
.gallery img {
border: 2px solid #cfcfcf;
}
.gallery-caption {
margin-left: 0;
}
Click image to go to Greeblemonkey’s post. She’s the mastermind, and the rules are there. Bidding starts at $5 and is open until Earth Day- April 22. Now get thee to Flickr & bid!
Oh, hai. Having my morning coffee, sliding into metaphorical home base with it, yeah… but still: SAFE! Is in the ante meridian. Am up.
I have my excuse ready. See here? It says “Please excuse DaisyMama from pre-noon productivity on her officially predetermined Art Day. Her beautiful demon spawn snot monster woke at 4:15 a.m. and [...]
The grandies have their grandson for the overnight, so they want to have the Boo* sleep-over too. I’m so OK with that I just can’t even describe my contentedness. Remember when she was under one and I would have a panic attack if she spent the night with them? Yeah. Things are different at 22 [...]
Molly’s Papaw couldn’t babysit until after noon today. She’s on my desk, raking toasted O’s into the floor from my desktop. Now asking for num-a-num. Will be looooong morning. *deep, centering breaths*
Under a hazy quiet-on-the surface moon last night, I worked and worked, filling the house with magic and colors and smells. I baked the delicious muffins- I’m calling them sunshine muffins. The orange is the first taste but is subtle, and the honey gives an earthy, substantial sweetness that is very homey and wholesome tasting. [...]
Clever itty little post about toddler num-a-nums at Wabi Sabi Mamas
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