I’m a little embarrassed to admit that Sophie’s been sleeping in our bed since Day One. I do feel the need to point out that yes, I am aware of all the warnings about co-sleeping, just to save you the energy to type me up a nasty email. I should also point out that she [...]
Archive | September, 2009
The things they don’t tell you
by Amy on 25. Sep, 2009 in The Kid
When I was pregnant with Sophie, I devoured every piece of literature on pregnancy I could find. I was all about the “What to Expect” book. I read all of the stuff that the hospital birthing class gave us. I spent more time on baby websites than should be humanly allowed. And even though I [...]
I’ll be more specific next time
by Amy on 23. Sep, 2009 in My Every Day
Thanks to my little buddy for keeping me company while I laid in bed sick for my birthday today. I know I was vague on gift ideas, but really? Chills, fever, and aches? Are you kidding me?
One More Year
by Amy on 22. Sep, 2009 in My Every Day
Tomorrow I turn 34 years old. I’m doing “the birthday post” a day early, because life with a four month old baby is just too unpredictable. My mood swings from wanting to take on ridiculously grandiose jobs like repainting every wall in the house to just gathering enough strength to make it to the bed [...]
Avoidance? Who, me?
by Amy on 17. Sep, 2009 in Pregnancy, The Kid
When it comes to clothes, I am very predictable and boring. I shop at one store 80% of the time, because I know how things fit. The other 20% of my wardrobe (if you can even call it that) is made up of t-shirts and miscellaneous items purchased mainly from here and here. When I [...]
No pesticides were used in the writing of this post
by Amy on 08. Sep, 2009 in The Kid
So I dropped Sophie off at daycare today. I am wondering how long it will be before I get my first lecture from Crunchy Daycare Guy. Anyone want to take a guess? I should explain. The people we’ve chosen to try out are a tad on the granola side. And that’s totally cool. I respect [...]
Happy 100 Days
by Amy on 02. Sep, 2009 in The Kid
I grew up in a pretty white bread neighborhood. You’re practically handed a loaf of Wonder Bread when you enter the city. OK, so maybe I exaggerate, but until I was in junior high, I thought my brother and I were the only Asian kids in town, and we were certainly the only ones in [...]
