5:30 am — Baby wakes up and starts squirming and smacking her lips. Drowsy, I feed her until she falls back to sleep. 7:30 am — Baby wakes up and is hungry again. I feed her, then slip out of bed to pack lunch for her daddy. 7:50 am — Baby fusses. Not really crying, just complaining. I come back…
It’s funny how your perspective can change sometimes. I’ve always liked sad movies and books, and yet a few years back I wrote about how for awhile I couldn’t stand them after several very sad things happened in my own life. Now I’m back to loving sad things again, but lately a new change has occurred to my entertainment tastes.…
It’s been two weeks since I posted. Since I did any writing, really, unless you count a bit of poetry in the wee hours of one sleepless morning. Now I’m finally here again, not at my desk–no, I’m in bed, with a wiggly baby in a onesie with smiling rainclouds on it lying next to me and Tom Chapin playing…
It’s been a long time since I’ve sat down to write here–or really to write anything. While I was pregnant, I was having so many issues that I couldn’t sit up for longer than a few minutes at a time, so that really put a damper on my computer use. Then I had my baby, on July 5th, a beautiful…