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Cleaning Up Poop and Spit Up Is Time Consuming.
Turns out, taking care of a baby is a buttload of work. Multiple buttloads, even. It is currently 10am, and I have not had a chance to brush my teeth yet. I’m typing this one-handed, with a baby on my...
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How To Get Your Baby, And Everyone Else In Your House, To Get Some Sleep
Thank all you dudes for your patience. So many of the posts I have been planning to do have either included a buttload of wordage from me, or pictures/videos that I need to remember to take before I...
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Thanks For the Much Needed Kick in the Balls, Victoria.
One of you beautiful jerks called me out for not posting. The worst part of being lazy is when someone calls your ass out for being lazy and you have to make a choice. Continue being lazy or get your...
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We Went On Vacation With a Five-Month Old and No One is Dead or All That...
Kicking yourself in the balls can be kind of effective. As of my last post, I’ve exercised most days, and have refrained from eating every single piece of food I see. I’m feeling good. I’m feeling...
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Maybe I Can Stuff Him in a Jar and Have a Banzai Baby.
I can’t remember if I have used this picture before. But I give no craps because it is both relevant and fantastic. So. Um. Hi? It’s been forever. You look great. This whole blogging thing was easier...
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We Are Having a Boy! Or a Girl! Or a Demon!
Willpower, thy name is Sara. Not really. But this feels kind of awesome so I’m going to roll with it. I spent a large chunk of my first pregnancy adamant that we would not be finding out the sex of...
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She’s Here! SHE! (translation: Adam is about to cut up my credit card)
We came home today with this big ball of munch. Halligan Rose was born on May 23 via c-section, and it was the most incredible and healing experience; beyond anything I ever hoped for. Plus, she’s a...
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There’s Two of Them.
Life with two kids is kind of the same as life with one kid while pregnant, because I am still sitting a lot. The difference is my boobs are out a lot and I don’t feel like sitting anymore. I’ve never...
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My Kid Likes Boob and Bottles and I’m Dancing a Damn Jig Over It
On my way out of that new baby fog. For the most part, I’m trying to consider the first twelve weeks as a fourth trimester. Recovering. Figuring out how shit works. Working out when I feel like it....
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Thank God There is Cake Because I Need to Eat My Feelings
It’s 11:59pm and I should have been asleep a long time ago. Life at the NPW house has been busier than usual, for reasons I’ll explain in a post soon. Because of this, sleep has been at an absolute...
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