I was a cleaning machine yesterday. I even cleaned the storage room which was piled high with recycling that we’ve been too lazy to take out. I even um, what’s the word? Swept? And um, mopped? the storage room. Now my husband just needs to take out all of the bags and bags of recycling.… Continue reading Pregnancy #2
Author: The Informal Matriarch
Shower Time
Ever since Silas was a newborn I’ve loved to take him in the shower with me. When he was that small I could wash myself one handed. Then I’d sit on the bottom and lay back with him laying on my chest and he’d sometimes nurse and it was so nice and peacefull. He’d almost… Continue reading Shower Time
Is He Back?
Is this the calm before the storm or is Silas actually feeling better? I’m not hearing tears yet, or whining, or sadness. I’m frightened to move or to do anything wrong, oh the glorious quiet!! He’s just walked into the room with his cracker in hand and a smile on his face. I think my… Continue reading Is He Back?
My Headbanger
I was going to write a lovely blog today about all the things I love and adore about Silas, but after a week of him being a total grump, I’ve forgotten those things. Haha, no I haven’t. I’m just not in a mushy mood this morning. As I type this, Silas is having a little… Continue reading My Headbanger
He Needs Me?
I like to think that I’ve had a hand in making my son rather independent. He never minds when we leave him with a babysitter or the nursery at church, he keeps himself busy for most of the day without needing me (for playing purposes), he’s not shy, never been a mommies or a daddies… Continue reading He Needs Me?
A Fun Game?
My son has this blanket, it’s his “smushy” because he’s always liked to smush his face into fabric when he’s going to sleep, or just for kicks. Anyway, he usually drags his smushy out of his crib sometime during the day to smush and carry it around and whatnot. It’s become slightly dangerous, though, because… Continue reading A Fun Game?
Fear The Moo??
I’m typing this one handed while rocking my sick little booger-head. He’s needy today and the fire alarm in the building went off and has completely traumatized the lad. Thanks to that, I have the idea of what i’m going to write about today. Oooo two hands, I let go, steady now. Anyway, my son… Continue reading Fear The Moo??
Snotty noses and the boobie song
Lately my son has been pulling out my shirt and peering in to see what’s going on in there. I always tell him “those are boobies” and he quietly says beeboo and then smacks them or something like that. Anyway, he’s been singing this song lately and I haven’t thought anything of it. He just… Continue reading Snotty noses and the boobie song
It’s A Boy!
Well it looks like our #2 is a boy! It’s exciting to think that our Silas will have a brother so close to him. Now it’s time to figure out what to name the little thing. I hate picking out boys names. Girls names are easy peasy. Anyway, #1 is Silas and we need a… Continue reading It’s A Boy!
A Day At The Park
On Saturday Silas had his first real day outside being able to roam freely. Spring time comes pretty early here so we enjoyed a nice, warm day and Silas had a blast. The park gets really full on days like this. Silas spent most of his time following things. First he’d see a doggie and… Continue reading A Day At The Park
Teething Out of Order
My son is a bit of a weirdo when it comes to teething. He is totally teething out of order. He didn’t get his first tooth till he was 8 or 9 months and it wasn’t that big of a deal to him. The 2nd tooth comes in and his fever is 104 and he… Continue reading Teething Out of Order
These Boobs Were Made for Milkin.
During Christmas I was set on getting Silas entirely weaned within a few weeks. I’ve taken away all feedings except his favorite one, the 5am one. He wakes up and demands me and we cuddle on the couch as he sleepily slurps away. Once he’s finished, we both go back to sleep. This one is… Continue reading These Boobs Were Made for Milkin.
Mushy and Gushy and Squishy and Lovey
I’m in such a honeymoon phase right now with my son. I’m all mushy and gushy and squishy and lovey about him lately. I guess by that you can conclude that he’s sleeping OK lately! I’m just constantly surprised that I can love someone SO much and that selfish little Leah isn’t so selfish anymore.… Continue reading Mushy and Gushy and Squishy and Lovey