Good luck, brenda.
I'm sorry I read the white font. Did not need the cappuccino imagery. However, that is one adorable looking frothy poop producer.
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Good luck, brenda.
I'm sorry I read the white font. Did not need the cappuccino imagery. However, that is one adorable looking frothy poop producer.
Yay, Toddson! Healthy boobies are good!!
BOOBIES, BOOBIES, THEY'RE THE BEST!
WE LIKE TO KEEP THEM ON OUR CHEST!
I so wish I had known this song last week--went in for my first mammogram! (I'm a bit young, but with my history, my doc wanted a baseline done.)
Crossed fingers for brenda!
I should 'splain the song....
So far, my mom is the only woman over 50 to NOT have breast cancer. My grandmother is a 15 year survivor - left mastectomy. Grandma's mother and grandmother died of it. No treatment at all. So, we take breast cancer very seriously, but not so much the boobies.
Phew. Vice President of Something That Doesn't Concern Me is leaving. I can live with that.
Plei, that sounds normal to me. And if she was happy after, it's even more normal sounding. If a baby is acting well, or nearly well, she probably is.
Her pictures, however, have killed me daied. I keep going to link to one or another to point out how it has to be the cutest ever, and then I can't choose. So, I'll just point everyone back to the whole page of cuteness [link]
Gah.
(I do have to say the one in which she's sticking out her tongue is just unfairly full of personality)
Plei, what's a good email for you?
Plei, I've just learned to stop being surprised at the different consistency or color of poop anymore. It's kind of sad.
yay Toddson on healthy boobs!
Aimee, if it's one thing I've learned about baby sleep is that NOTHING LASTS. Even if you go through the training and the crying, something will pop up (like teething or illness) to throw a wrench into the works. We've been doing *okay* for a while, but that's not to say I won't end up being awake with the boy at 3 a.m. with no notice. The hardest thing is letting them cry, but out of desparation, I've done it and it worked.
In the same room, though? I could let her cry it out, no prob, but in the same room, it's so hard.
I fantasize daily about a two bedroom apartment, the way that ita fantasizes about being in an Orlando/Colin sandwich.
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Phew. Naptime.
Now I can in theory finish the pedicure I started about three hours ago!
In the same room, though? I could let her cry it out, no prob, but in the same room, it's so hard.
We've done it once at a hotel, but man, I can't see doing that at home. I have no answers. I suck.