>Thirty-two

>It doesn’t seem that special.  It’s not the age at which you’re legally allowed to do anything for the first time.  It’s not a multiple of ten or five that lets you celebrate a new decade or being halfway through.  My husband pointed out that it’s two to the fifth power.  My stepfather wished me…

>Let me explain…

> I can’t turn it off.   The judgmental conga line in my head always starts dancing around when I’m with other parents of small children.  It’s not the other parents I’m judging, though.  What I hear in my head are the comments I’m afraid they are making about me in their own thoughts.   …

Popcorn Days

Yes, I’m still here…just never on my computer.  You see, there is almost no time whatsoever from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m. when both boys are actually asleep.  Most days I get about 40 minutes, in which I run around like a madwoman trying to finish at least one household chore and one Must Do…

>A little note

>Dear Theo, Clearly you already have a sense of humor, what with following up your stellar sleeping through the night routine with a three-day (and counting) growth spurt.  Eating every hour and a half or two hours, even through the night, is exhausting us both.  Seriously, baby bear, you are 14 pounds already.  I think…

>The difference sleep makes

>It’s been said before, and it will be said again many times before my children are grown and gone: Sleep makes all the difference. Ok, maybe not ALL the difference.  But a huge difference. First of all, when the kids don’t sleep well, I don’t sleep well.  When they don’t nap, I don’t get things…