Dude, seriously. What are you doing in there? I didn’t think it was large enough for a clog-dancing competition. If I had known that, I would have started renting to the Elks Club.
Well, carry on. …

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As I floated in the tub to create a little buoyancy and alleviate the strain in my hips (a new sort of pregnancy ache, I’m afraid) and read the latest Pottery Barn detritus while …

Having a baby is an amazing thing. I’m thrilled to be able to be a part of this process in which a tiny zygote becomes a fully actualized individual with hopes, opinions, aspirations, and even …

Over breakfast, we’re talking about what chores we need to do before my husband leaves town tomorrow for a few days. He looks at me, his most concerned and admonishing expression on his face and …

Okay, dessert was unnecessary, I see that now. But must you haunt me so? Must you sit here in my limited-space tum at three in the morning mocking me? I get that gluttony is a …

When you’re in that flurry of nest-building and organizing, and those absurdly over-priced Ziploc bags for clothing and linens that you suck the air out of with a vacuum cleaner look really appealing because of …

I’m a project person. I’m not really good at some things, especially if they involve the same thing day after day after day. School, until college, was bad for someone like me because I could …

Dereliction.
My brother.
His new gal.
A man walking down the street with a baby seat in one hand and a moose antler in the other.Once you get to that “I can’t pull on my undies without tipping …

The husband and I are taking a little road trip, so today, more than ever, I should try to sleep as much as possible. And yet, here I sit.
This road trip is of great concern. …

I went to this super-spendy-baby-boutique this afternoon. Even though I’m usually pretty frugal about things, every now and then I get stuck on something that for whatever reason sucks me into its consumer-vortex of over-priced …

By the time the bun gets here, I’ll have a firmly entrenched routine of insomnia, so I should be good for those early feedings.
That, and the bun has eaten my belly button.
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This friend of ours has been working on our house for free on and off for the last several weeks out of the goodness of his heart, and (he says) because “I’ll go completely insane …

I’m almost two-thirds of the way there. This is the point at which you wake up in the middle of the night to pee and, having forgotten that you’re pregnant because you’re dead asleep, are …

I had to steal the husband’s computer to address an issue that is a silent killer (of vanity) amongst short women worldwide. That killer is the look of surprise that spreads across the face when …