Either my sister in law looks like a dog or the dog we just got (Nelly!) looks like a human. I’m trying to shake it because I think about her too often now
I am forever puzzled and mildly frustrated by people who say “passed away” instead of “died.” [I won’ttttt, but] I could argue this point for an hour if you’d listen
How old will Malachi be when it’s weird that his mama (me) squeezes his butt cheeks? so much. they’re so cute
Trying to teach Malachi to pull weeds in the garden with me, but all he does is grab dirt with his tiny fist and throws it at me (in my mouth, down my dress, up my nose, in my eye). We’ll get there!!!
Sandwiched between Raffi and Will Smith Willennium on Malachi's playlist, we have Cyanide by Metallica. I'm tryyyin to raise him right, I'm tryin
(he doesn’t like it yet but give it time)
When Christopher sings Malachi says “no” but I just sang and he said “BIG NO”
WOW wow wow wow
I’ve realized that a new phase I’m going through is adding “, truly” to things I say over text. So I don’t know why THAT started
I am convinced that drinking matcha tea will get me pregnant. Not my husband and not a healthy diet, drinking matcha. Stay tuned in 2 months when I’ll reveal
Another check in:
Malachi sleeps with 16 stuffed animals in his bed. And do we know how to say no to another? nope
Update on Malachi’s speech: he doesn’t say much, but he knows “boob”.
We were playing with a calculator so I showed him the 8008 trick, told him what it is, and he “boob boob boob boob” at least 30 more times and as I was leaving his room at naptime.
proud of me! taught him a new word!
I thought my son was giving me a humongous hug, then I realize he’s reaching behind to grab my ponytail and lacing it through his toes. no, I don’t need to shower. Why do you ask?
cooonstantly I’m justifying (to myself) why I “deserve” to eat Malachi’s food. his cookies and popcorn only, though. like I’m a big sister who steals his good stuff
It’s amazing how I can spend allll day every day, every minute of it until 9:30 bedtime, with Malachi then wake up in the morning and ache for him. I had a doctors appointment before he woke up and I wanted to wake him up before I left. just say “bye”???
cruel and unusual. This is what obsession is, I guess, but is it okay and healthy (yes)
Sometimes I kiss inanimate objects in Malachi’s life? It’s like I don’t know how to express myself, so I just kiss things: his door handle, his shower faucet, a toy, his spoon, and I just smooched some clean laundry. is this normal or a problem I have? potty train his fast or I’ll accidentally kiss a dirty diaper or something
Every month there’s at least one symptom that I say “Ok, that’s happening because I think I’m pregnant this month.” Then turns out I’m not pregnant so I have a new issue to address (or ignore, hope it goes away??) with my body.
Last month I had a humongous appetite and this month I’m having long-lashing hot flashes. The ever-present is my terrible memory that I dearly miss being able to blame on Pregnancy Brain
I’m putting a Key Club shirt I got when I was a freshman in high school into the Goodwill pile and I feel like I’m making a mistake. It’s live this long so how can I get rid of it now???
- the justification that leads to a closet full of the same clothes I’ve had since high school And no room to buy stuff that fits comfortably
I’m officially in Mommyhead Territory when I’m searching Amazon for “high-waisted underwear”
Malachi figured out how to pop my handlebars up and move my wheelchair around, so he DOES and I’m just (unless I stop him) moving at his will. It’s so cute and he doesn’t run into walls ever, so he’s already a little better at it than I am
I’m a product reviewer for a gel moisturizer list works well and I give it 5 stars, except it smells like burning Barbie. When they ask me I’ll have to say that but I know they’ll just assume I was one of those children with the Devil inside them.
I’ve never burned a Barbie before (promise) but we all just kinda know how it would smell, right? We just kinda know?