I have been scared, friends. Nervous, anxious, panicky, scared. This week I will be flying to Nashville for 5 days of BlissDom, an awesome social media conference… with my 9 month old baby boy. When I bought my ticket and flights, I felt brave and empowered. Look at me, blogging world, I’m so dedicated to breastfeeding, babywearing, [...]
We had bounced around the idea of a box highlighting kit, DanO and I. If we are going to get serious about kicking our student loan debt where it hurts, my 3-4x a year highlight appointments were one of the first things on the chopping block. And you know what? I really was ok with [...]
I originally posted this in October 2009 when OBoy was 4 months old – about the age that OBrother is now. Rereading it last night was exactly the reminder I needed. For them, then. :: :: :: :: :: :: Holy matrimonial week from Hades. Having a baby is hard on a marriage, there’s no [...]
{photo credit} Both hands free, no little feet traipsing behind me, no little heads to check are clear of it’s swing – I open the door. They’re home, all of them, and I’m here and good grief this is liberating. I eye the cake display. I debate between the lemon blueberry cheese cake and a red velvet [...]
