Friends with extremely smallish children, you are about to LOVE this little tidbit o’ sleep-through-the-night knowledge I’m about to extol, courtesy of The Nested Bean. I have found a miraculous new sleep aid, called the Zen Swaddle. And- I cannot stress this enough- I am NOT being paid to say this. Nope. I was given one of these swaddles to try out and then give my honest opinion. Here it is: HOLY BEJEEBERS, YOU GUYS. So, the Zen Swaddle is a {Read More}
Sleep Training (Trains The Parents To Never Sleep Again).
March 13, 2014 By 14 Comments
There have been a lot of transitions lately: From a family with two kids to a family with three. From a kiddo in a crib to a kiddo in a toddler bed. From a newborn who clipped along at a steady pace to a baby with the need to nurse and/or say hi every fifteen minutes throughout the evening. And the transition from a relatively normal Mama to a drooling, hilariously exhausted one. So we implemented new stuff: new bedtime routines, {Read More}
Sleep. (Please.)
December 5, 2013 By 6 Comments
People have been telling me to enjoy these last two weeks of sleep before the baby comes. People are downright insane. Because I can say- with all honesty- that I’ve never slept this poorly in my entire life. That’s right, folks: my sleep is non-existent even WITHOUT this new kid. And I don’t say this sort of thing lightly. I really don’t. Back in college, when everyone was one-upping each other with brags about how little they’d slept or could get {Read More}
Daylight Savings Time Is A Big Old Bully.
November 4, 2013 By 16 Comments
If one more person tweets or statuses(?) about how great that “extra hour of sleep” was, I’m going to die. Potentially from sleep-deprivation. You see, Fall Back is a big, honkin’ joke. Guess who doesn’t give a rat’s bummy about things like The Time Actually Displayed On The Actual Clock? That’s right, children. Namely, my children. “Ah,” they NEVER SEEM to say to themselves, “It’s still dark out. This must be the new 5 o’clock!” Instead, they wander around blearily like drunken {Read More}
Things That Actually Happened.
October 11, 2012 By 7 Comments
Yesterday, as I sat on the couch and tried my darndest to write, I realized that my fingers were frozen solid. Despite the thermometer doing its best to tell me it was a balmy 70 degrees in here, I believe that it told a lie. (I think P.J. might actually have paid it off.) My actual thought to myself was- Good Lord, this blanket is unwieldy. Can’t someone just give me something as cozy yet infinitely more wearable? Then I {Read More}
Keely Brings The Mood Down A Notch.
August 23, 2012 By 10 Comments
Summer. And maybe a touch of roughhousing. Last summer, when I was humongously pregnant with [the-yet-to-be-determined] Susannah, Nora and I had a terrific time. Really. We had picnics every place that featured tables (and some that didn’t). There were nature hikes, tamale stand stalkings, and midday naps in my bed (because we couldn’t fit into hers). I was so [beyond] thrilled to be having
Big Kid Bed! (NOW Can I Nap?)
August 20, 2012 By 4 Comments
Yesterday, it happened. No more crib, no more toddler bed with a rail, no more shoving her feet up the wall and attempting to get comfy until 10pm. (Because when a kid in the 5th percentile complains of feeling cramped, you know it’s time for a Big Kid bed.) We recently inherited a bed from P.J.’s fam that had been P.J.’s Mom’s childhood bed- and her Dad’s before that. That was exciting because a) I love family heirlooms, and b) we {Read More}
Nora Plays Favorites.
July 23, 2012 By 2 Comments
Oh, she’s a cool one. Two nights ago, something momentous happened: Nora asked me to tuck her into bed. Me. Her mother. Even though her father was totally in the room and available and hadn’t lost an iota of his Favorite Person In The Land status. Well, maybe just a little. Because she asked me to tuck her into bed. Back in the day, I tucked her into her crib every single night. Oh, sure, P.J. used to try. And {Read More}
