In the words of Big Brother Silas, "Judah Jones is in the world!" We've been gifted with this little guy for a whole month already, and we are madly in love. Quite literally, he has stunned me into blogging silence.  I've begun a Judah post many times now, but have yet to finish (partially due... Continue Reading →

I like writing about the days that go smoothly.  It's good PR.  It boosts my image as a put-together mom.  And some days I really am.  But then there's days like this, and I don't so much like writing about these kinds of days.  But it's reality and it's kinda funny, and those are my... Continue Reading →

After a long day of school and consignment shopping for winter, dotted with 'practice contractions' in which I waddled around the expo center dragging my bags of bargains across the floor and sitting in countless rocking chairs for sale to catch my breath, I decided it was time for a pedicure. My reasoning: 1. I... Continue Reading →

I've officially reached that point in pregnancy.  The point where you shower at 2 am in search for relief from back pain.  The point where you sleep propped up in hopes of reducing the acid reflux from raging bonfire status to flickering flame status.  The point where rolling over in bed requires as much time... Continue Reading →

With our first three pregnancies the past five years (which, yes, means that I've essentially been pregnant since 2008) we also faced major life transitions/stressors that rivaled the anticipation of a new baby.  I've mostly reflected on these events from my perspective, but recently I began envisioning them through the eyes of my husband.  Consequently,... Continue Reading →