All photos contained herein are reenactments. The original event was far too graphic and intense to photograph. It had been three days. He used to not be able to go three hours without pooing. I knew that when it finally happened, I was going to be in for it, so I went ahead and […]
Infantile Malaise
Hi – Noah Here. Normally, I would be maniacally giddy that I got ahold of The Servant Who Calls Herself Mommy’s blog again.. But I don’t quite feel like myself right now. (Plus, it takes a LOT of coordination to suck a paci and type at the same time – you just have no idea.) […]
Houdin-O-Baby.
Noah has many talents besides his acting skills… such as his ability to strangle a beast of a bear one-handed… and (almost) shove his whole fist into his mouth… But his most impressive talent thus far is his ability to escape impossible situations. I put him to bed every night like this: Okay. Maybe not […]
Hollywood.
Hi there – Noah here. The servant that calls herself “Mommy” told me that I had a lot of fans from my last post, so I decided to guest blog for her again. Plus, both servants ditched me at the Grandparents for the first time and fled town to one of Mommy’s favorite places for […]
Family Photos – Mine AND Yours! (Giveaway!!)
A few weeks back, we decided to attempt the scary – the impossible – the potentially traumatizing. Family photos. With a newborn. A newborn that was not (yet) out of a three-week-long fussapotamus phase. AND without my Mom along to help corral little people and bring about smiles. I’ve never attempted photos without my Mom’s […]
In Which His Life Flashes Before His Eyes.
So. I did WAY TOO MUCH talking here last week. Those answer posts all went ridiculously over my self-inflicted-words-per-post-quota. And now, thanks to those posts (and probably much more thanks to a tiny creature who likes to keep me awake at night), I’m left exhausted. So. Anyone want to take over blogging for me? Raise […]
Checking Up – Seven Weeks.
Since I have been open in the past with my struggles when Ali was a newborn and about my fears about doing it all over again, I wanted to honestly share my experiences with Noah as well, even if it forces me to be serious for a post every now and then. I hope you […]
On Choosing a Lovey.
It’s a baby’s first accessorizing decision. Will they choose a blanket? A paci? A stuffed animal? Noah has spent countless sleepless fits contemplating his all-important Lovey decision, and he has come to a resoundingly stubborn conclusion: My hair. At first, I assumed he chose my hair because he’s ridiculously and obsessively a bit attached to […]
You Know You’re a MOM when…
The events depicted are real events that happened to the author in much-too-recent memory – no actors were harmed used in the creation of this post. …You’re hungry enough that you’d rather hold your baby and eat – while smelling dirty diaper – than risk waking them to freshen up their backside. …You notice people […]
Common Crazy and The Talking Breast Pump.
There’s a phenomenon in life that I’ll call The Common Crazy. The Common Crazy are all of the things that the majority of us do or think, but are afraid to admit to, because we think we might be the only ones who do or think them, and therefore, everyone else will TOTALLY think we’re […]