Okay. So here’s how it shakes down. Porter is about this close to becoming a pharmacological poster child. I took him to the doctor this week due to a seemingly endless list of symptoms. A list that was punctuated with the item CRYING, LOTS AND LOTS OF CRYING (yes, all in caps). When the doctor [...]
If you are curious as to where I have been, look no further than the following two faces: My little angels: dipped in a vat of adorable, sprinkled with a fine dusting of mischief, and covered with a thousand kisses of what I can only describe as emotional volatility. And as such, I could go [...]
Let’s recap, shall we? My mother arrived a week ago, Thursday. By Sunday, Porter began throwing up more than usual. Monday, he threw up in the middle of the night. Although no other symptoms existed, we began to suspect the flu. Tuesday, we kept him out of daycare. Wednesday morning, Steve began asking me if [...]
These last weeks have been about 7 varieties of crazy. The new year has been good, but it is foolish to think our lives were actually going to be calm. Our consecutive hours of sleep number has been improving (on a good night, we can eek out about 7 or 8). But, both children refuse [...]
Poor little McGoo. He has been teething for going on eleventeen weeks now. The bottom front two came in with little fanfare, however he is on the 10-year plan in getting those heinous two top fronts and their side-by-sides. It started weeks ago and just seems to be dragging on, and on, and on. And [...]