Here I sit in my favorite (*gag*) waiting room, shut out of NICU once again for a surgery, bored, but grateful it’s not for Elijah. Two TVs are blaring sports and trash TV. Really, I couldn’t be less interested that you don’t know who the father is. Might as well use this time to write an…
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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…
Oh The Places You’ll Go!
A couple nights ago, Ian was wrestling with Brian. At one point Ian’s hand lands on Brian’s backside and Ian stands, frozen. “Oh no Dad, you have poop!” he blurts as he squeezes something. I glance over and giggle, “No, Ian, that’s just Daddy’s tail bone.” Brian points out that Ian has a tail bone,…
Approaching the Holidaze
I totally need to get more creative with my “veggie hiding” when cooking for the boys. Ian saw a picture of green beans in a book yesterday and said, “green bean casserole!” Well, what can I say. Putting them on a plate and calling them Super Green Power Rods only garnered enough interest for them…
I lost my cheese
Ian (3 in December) has recently potty trained. He likes to sit indefinitely on his toddler potty, sometimes taking his snack with him (eww), while watching a show. When he sits so long that my bottom starts to hurt just seeing him, I try to pry him off, but his usual response is, “Wait, I’m pooping.”,…
S.A.H.M. Hill 