Allow Me To Escape For a Moment, #2: Paris on New Year’s Eve

December 31, 2004   We landed in Paris on this day.     It was my first time in Paris, a place I’ve had clichéd nostalgic infatuations since I was, oh, 7 years old.  I’m sure I lived in Paris in a past life.  When I’m there, I am in a dream that I’ve had [...]

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Things That Work, #5: Boppy as Bumper

Do you see this baby about to tip?  He will not bonk his head on the floor and cry in distress, because he is using his boppy as a bumper!  Brilliant!   

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They’ve invaded my dreams, too.

Last night I dreamed I was trying to put on a low-necked, button-up, sexy, teeny-boppery wine colored shirt. The kind that you might find at a store like Forever 21 or Wet Seal. I was buttoning it up, looking in the mirror in the fitting room, trying to fit my breasts into the place where [...]

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This is bad, 4

Baby Shrink asked me these questions, and they made me realize I haven’t truly fleshed out our situation.  First, I will show you The Wedge.  You can laugh; you should laugh; we laugh.  But let me explain before you report me to CPS. It’s for reflux.  The idea is that if the baby is diagonal [...]

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First Christmas

Now I shall take a break from obsessively reading Ask Moxie‘s sleep-related archives, and turn temporarily to happy thoughts. (How is it that I have so much writing time?  Well, our open-ceilinged apartment is dark, in hopes of setting a sleep-inducing mood for Mister Finn, and my computer is the only real source of light. After [...]

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This is bad, 3.

I think this is a title that is going to keep on giving, like Rocky.  I am confused and upset, teetering on the edge of the oh-shit-i’m-a-bad-mother pit of despair. Why is this so hard?  Baby Sleep Philosophy seems to be nearly as volatile as religion, with various groups self-righteously claiming that they alone have [...]

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Season’s Greetings

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First Formed Poop

I will spare you a picture of this one, but I will say that it was the exact size and shape of a tangerine wedge. Wifey and I exclaimed at the changing table, “Oh Mister Finn, you pooped like a big boy!”  He seemed pleased.

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This is bad, UPDATE

Still bad. But on hold until after Christmas. I couldn’t wrap presents and listen to my baby scream at the same time.  So we let him stay up late, he was mostly agreeable, and eventually we put him down and there was minimal fussing. Who knows what will happen tonight.  Thank you all for your [...]

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This is bad.

We are trying Cry It Out presently, my stomach is in knots, the baby is screaming.  We’ve done our own version, “Fuss It Out,” many many times, which often concludes with A. joining us in our evening activities.  Other times, he fusses a little and then goes to sleep.  Lately we don’t know what to [...]

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