Category: Marriage

When it’s time to grow up and cook a damn turkey

Only grown-ups host Thanksgiving. That was my first thought when I heard hints that perhaps it was our turn to gather everyone together for turkey dinner. Us? Prepare and serve one of the fanciest meals of the year to a large group of relatives?…

Marriage, party of two

When I started this blog, we’d barely been married six months, and today we’re celebrating seven years of marriage — plus another eight years of being-together-ness, since we got hitched on our eight-year dating anniversary. So, for this week, I didn’t write about parenting…

Attack of the 10-day virus

I’m afraid to type that I’m better now, for fear that it will … *looks over shoulder* … come back for me. But I have to tell you about the last 10 days* … *This post is totally not sponsored by Imodium, but they are welcome to send…

How do you decide when you’re done having children?

How do you know when you're done having children?

When you get married, you’re harassed about when you’ll start popping out babies. Once you have one child, you’re bugged about when you’ll have a second little bundle of joy. But it gets But it gets really interesting once you have two children. If…

That elusive balance

This has been kind of a rough week.  I spent most of the day thinking that I was much, much busier than last week, but a quick check of my calendar shows that, no, I was this busy last week. And the week before….

Five insignificant things that are frustrating me right now

Darling Husband’s shiftwork. I know there are times when it’s a good thing, but depending on what schedule he’s on, it can be a real bitch. On his current rotation, he leaves in the middle of the night, so the kids and I are…

Love Day / Love this day

Six years ago today, Darling Husband popped the question! Valentine’s Day at our house means … Dressing C in the red “All you need is love and naps” onesie that D wore on *his* very first Valentine’s Day  Dressing D in an ugly-but-appropriate Valentine-y…

Wordless Wednesday: Art I made, printed, and framed for our bedroom

The timing of parenting

I had a realization yesterday that kind of blew my mind, so I know you are (obviously) dying to hear it, right? Here it is: I’m a bad parent at night. But that’s not all! Nope. I figured out — all of a sudden,…

Productivity

I’m a productive person. Nothing feels better to me than crossing things off lists, taking care of little annoying things that have been bothering me, or tackling a project (especially a home organization or decor project, when I know I’ll appreciate the results again…

Everything looks brighter in the morning

Thanks to everyone for their kind comments and tweets in response to last week’s post. I think most bloggers struggle with finding a way to write truthfully without crossing the line into Painful Truths. This post blurred the line, but it describes how I…

The Pregnant Chick Who Went Crazy Over Bathroom Shelves: A Memoir

So, today I’m 36.5 weeks pregnant. The baby is arriving in precisely* 15 days. FIFTEEN DAYS, PEOPLE! (*Yes, precisely. If you’re new to the show, let’s re-cap: Our heroine is having a scheduled C-section, since last time she experienced a 17+ hour labour with a…