I’ve been trying the participation method of garnering the boys’ interest in veggies. I find them a job to do in hopes that they will want to eat what they helped make. It’s been successful with at least the first bite. I planned some steak and veggie skewers for the grill and thought up the…
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Cluster Feeding and Flustered Pleading
I think I’m regressing. I dreamed last night about building a really awesome GeoTrax layout. I guess creativity can strike anywhere. What the hay, I went ahead and gave it a shot and it actually was pretty cool. I barely got it finished before I had to get back to my cluster-feeder. Elijah surprised me…
The Elijah Cannon: Part 4, Treatment Begins
I was amazed by the size of the CHOA Egleston NICU, the quietness of it, the professionalism, and the hosptality. We could tell immediately that they had “it” figured out here. They understood that the experience was more than a baby in a bed – that each baby comes with a family, and each family…
The Elijah Cannon: Part 3, I Always Knew Polka Dots Were Trouble
After delivery, it took a while for me to get transferred to a recovery room. What a different experience it was to be offered even crackers and juice. I wasn’t terribly hungry, but I ate them slowly out of principle. I felt like my blood sugar was low, or more perhaps like my blood was…
The Elijah Cannon: Part 2, Labor & Delivery
From this point on, I might start inventing details, but I’ll try to keep them interesting. Hopefully my doula, Kim will be able to provide me some details to fill this in. So much has happened since the L&D event, and during most of my labor, I think my mind escaped to another dimension. So, there…
The Elijah Cannon: Part 1, Early Labor
Today’s probably not the best day to be writing this. I think I’m fighting the blues, but I’m not sure what else to do at the moment. Throughout the weekend of the 9th, I was getting lots of Braxton Hicks (BH) activity, which was really exciting. I’d gotten some during my first two pregnancies, but…
Christmas Be-cation
Friday evening started our Christmas “be-cation,” as Ian calls it. I had the car ready to go when Brian arrived home early from work, so we hit the road. That’s one of Ian’s favorite new phrases, by the way. He’ll tell me, “No, I do not want to go home. I just want to hit…
Here we go a waffling
Today has been a fairly typical day. I wake up to Isaac’s sweet voice on my right, going “broom broom BROOM!” I crack an eyelid, wondering as I do every morning in our blacked-out room, to what time they let me sleep. Isaac is propped up on a pillow driving a monster truck. A few…
S.A.H.M. Hill 