…when she isn’t happy to be in Baby Jail. But she has to stay in there sometimes when I’m folding laundry or watching Orange is the New Black while blogging. (I’m kidding. I don’t watch that show in front of her.) (I’m lying. I do. I’m a terrible mom.) (But…
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I’ve started this post… 21 times? Normally when I sit down to write a blog post (which I realize has been a pathetic number of times since Olivia was born-I know, I know, I’m BAAAAHD), I just… start writing. I’ve had posts that have been hard to write, sure. Ones…
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Remember when Olivia’s Mother’s Day gift to me was a finger-painting session? Well, here we are, August, but better late than never. (I blame my procrastinating husband.) Well we finally sat down to our finger-painting session today and Olivia was… a bit confused. But, in true Olivia fashion, she went…
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Guess what??? Mah baybee is nine months! Nine months!! How? She tried really hard to get some good photos, but… I mean between the ribbon on her outfit, her feet and her elephant… It was a little difficult to get a decent picture. And then finally… Every monthly update I…
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I’ve learned a lot of things about being a parent in the last eight and a half months. Namely: ~People will give you all sorts of unsolicited advice about what’s best for your baby.~You will cry every time you put away something they’ve grown out of-baby swings, clothes, toys.~Babies will…
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