Different babies like different shit.
Truth.
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Different babies like different shit.
Truth.
Also, tragically, your baby may like some shit one week, but like different shit the next week. I distinctly remember the "goddamnit, she's moved the goalposts on us!" feeling.
There isn't really adaptive stuff out there. If I'm by myself I'll be pushing the stroller instead of using the crutches. Although that won't be an issue for a few more weeks because I'm not cleared to drive yet.
Yay, ltc stories and hope the sleep thing gets better!
{{{{Maria and family}}}}} I just don't know what else to say.
Epic, I'm glad things are getting better for you and your mom's situation. I know it won't get "easy" but every little thing helps.
Hil, I hope your shoulder gets to feeling better. Body aches suck!
Sail, I hope you can find help for your son. That situation seem mightily fucked up!
I feel like I only come in here occasionally, but it's always good to see everyone's pixels. I was feeling a bit down myself, but now I feel all protective and righteously angry by turns.
ltc had an explosive diaper tonight that made such a sound that it startled both TCG and I awake. Now she's having trouble settling back down.
Hi, Quester!
I just received a very nice gift, but I do not recognize the name of the person it is from. I'm thinking maybe a buffista whose real life name I'm unfamiliar with.
ETA: Initials DS.
David Smay? ( I have no clue, honestly, it's just the first name with the initials DS thar came to mind.)
Nope. A female.
Drawing a blank. Hmm.