If you’ve read my previous post, you know that parenthood is all about dealing with shit. Literally. Shit. Though my daughter is notorious for her poop crib painting (see the previous post here), my son has quite a different reputation. For the first few weeks of his life, my husband and I were genuinely concerned. […]
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When your husband has to go into the office, and you have to bedtime by yourself, and they are both sick… Get dinner ready; Aria yelling because she’s hangry; Rio screams; hold Rio; don’t finish my dinner, Aria standing at the table when she’s done; put Rio down; Rio screams; shower Aria; Rio screams; give
Being a pandemic mom honestly has a few perks. I got to be home the entire time I was pregnant with Aria for over a year. And we got to spend her first year of life essentially in a bubble. For Rio, we got the perks of no one being in the hospital room with
It all started in January 2020. My husband and I were in Napa for New Year’s, and according to our timeline, we were planning on having a child that year (I know you’re out there thinking, “this lady is fucking crazy if she thinks she can plan out her life like that.” You’re right. I
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