December Date: Christmas Ambiance & Jammies.

For this month’s date night, I knew P.J. had big plans. Huge. Because nothing says Let’s Paint The Town like a 38 Week pregnant wife. So after we got the girls off to sleep, we settled into our lovely, non-toy-crazy living room (with the tree and non-kid decorations)…and sat there. It was lovely. We ordered food from a terrific little Middle Eastern place up the street…and may have overdone it: kufta and shawarma sandwiches, grape leaves, baba ghanouj, kibbeh (deep-fried {Read More}

A Sticky Recap.

So what do you do when you can’t seem to find those prefabricated gingerbread house kits- and you’re quite certain you won’t be allowed to have your third child until you make a gingerbread house with your children- and you know you’re running out of time for Festivities? Why, you head to your neighborhood bodega. Except, being a bodega, it doesn’t possess crazy things like graham crackers. So you buy impossibly small Mexican cookies and a bucket of something that, anywhere {Read More}

A Shower! As In I Took One And Attended One!

I am a ridiculously lucky girl. No, I mean it. Not only has a good cross-section of the interwebs come together in support of this, my third child…but my awesome local gal pals threw me a frozen food shower this past Saturday. Ever heard of such a thing? It’s even better than it sounds: A bunch of friends host a party. That you get to attend. And, right when it’s time to leave, they all give you a bunch of food to {Read More}

Sleep. (Please.)

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}

Ridiculously Tired Recap.

It’s the appropriate time for Christmas songs on the radio and two weeks out from meeting my third child! Let’s celebrate with a mid-week wrap up! (Because I currently have nothing original to say!) This Week In “She Sure Does Talk A Lot:” The Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, my Bad Mama Christmas photo post was included in the awesome round-up of 5 Things To Do Over The Thanksgiving Holiday on What To Expect. (Woot!) On Thanksgiving, I gave thanks. (SHOCKING.) Sunday {Read More}

Terrible Mom: Holiday Prep Edition.

Yesterday, I was kind of a jerk. I didn’t start out that way (and I certainly didn’t feel jerkish at the time)…but apparently the recipe for Jerk is: Christmas anxiety, decorating a tree with “help,” and nine months gestation. Nora really, really wanted to help me. And last year (when she was a babyish 3 as opposed to the completely grown 4 she always purports to be) I allowed her to choose a few non-breakable ornaments and shove them onto a [completely {Read More}

Giving Thanks, Taking Naps.

This Thanksgiving, I’d like to join the hordes of people in your feed being all grateful. Because I’m thankful for oh-so many things: Like girls (and lovies) who are best friends. More help in the kitchen than I could ever imagine. Days filled with creativity and silliness. Naptimes that look like this. (Even for me, sometimes!) A husband who makes my girlish heart swoon. Cats who no longer claw at my feet in their slumber. Work I love. Friends far-flung {Read More}

A Recap, Chicagoland Fun, And One Concerned Child.

For those of you [Americans] not currently going over the river and through the woods to feasts and parties (you know, the local set and/or gargantuanly pregnant)…happy Still Connected To The Internet Day. Let’s recap what’s been going on in the week of this local and/or gargantuanly pregnant person (still connected to the internet). It’s Wednesday, And She’s Still Talking About Things: Sure, it’s not exactly a blog post, but I was recently named a bloggy ambassador to the supra-fun Little Beans {Read More}