The other day, I started letting my five-and-a-half-month-old watch Treehouse. Just like 15 or 20 minutes a day, when I desperately need to send a freelance invoice or respond to an e-mail. He has always LOVED TV, and he is especially fixated by these… Continue Reading “Mommy confession …”
… for the last two nights, Baby Boy has only nursed TWICE. At midnight and at 4 a.m., both nights, like clockwork. For those of you who are saying, “Um, so? He is four months old — that’s normal,” let me remind you that… Continue Reading “I don’t want to jinx it, but …”
I use my nursing bras as miniature purses. I am constantly tucking pacifiers in the handy little gap between my boobs, so that they’re always accessible when Baby Boy needs one. Sometimes my BlackBerry winds up in there, too. Probably sounds very weird, but… Continue Reading “Mommy confession …”
I am pretty sure Baby Boy’s favourite show is MTV’s Teen Mom. I love it, and we watch it together every week. He stares at the screen, totally fascinated. I tell myself it’s because he likes to look at the other babies, especially Bentley… Continue Reading “Mommy confession …”
Of course I change Baby Boy’s soother every time I change his outfit — so that the green one matches a green outfit, the blue one matches a blue outfit, etc. It’s an ACCESSORY, people, and Lord knows boys don’t get many of those.… Continue Reading “Mommy confession …”