Mom to Bee

Nothing says “Thanks for the bath, Mom!” like a puddle of pee on the bathroom floor during toweling off. Song title: Urine Trouble by Gloominous Doom

My dearest Bug, My sweet, squishy, playful, exceeds any adjectives, Bug. I simply refuse to believe that you have been in our lives for more a year already. Where has the time gone? From the very moment we knew, after months and months and MONTHS of trying, that we were finally pregnant with you, I [...]

I swear to all that is holy that I am working on not only a Vegas post but also a Bachelorette Episode One: Look at all the Crazies (working title). The entire Bee Family suffered from what I can only consider proof that Satan is behind, among other things, the stomach flu. Puke. Everywhere. It [...]

So this last weekend, I decided to take los bebes to my parents’ house about 60 miles away. By myself. I’ll just let that sink in for a moment. Done laughing? Yeah. It was fan-fucking-tastic. At least the ride down was anyway. For the first thirty minutes of the hour and a half drive, the [...]

Well, it’s official, y’all. Bug is totally weaned. ((commence guilt trips for weaning him from the boob before his 12th birthday)) Yeah, yeah, yeah. I could’ve kept breastfeeding longer. Things were going well (besides him thinking that my nipples were toys and forcefully trying to rip them off of my body). Believe me, I lose [...]

First of all, I totally apologize for the photo-heavy posts lately! I have to take this crawl out of the pit of sleep-deprivation and bloglessness slowly… So last weekend, for my parent’s 40th wedding anniversary (which, wow, seriously. FORTY YEARS!?), the whole family got together for a professional photo shoot. Yeah, I know. I’m a [...]

Can you believe that Bug is SEVEN MONTHS old now? I swear that from birth to just four months old with Bee took, I don’t know, roughly a trillion and a half years. Not that I didn’t enjoy it, but I may have been counting the minutes and seconds until she got a bit older/bigger/less [...]

I don’t want to be a braggart or anything, but you will be totally be jealous of my evening last night. I mean, not everyone gets to enjoy a home-cooked meal (*cough* nachos *cough*) and then enjoy a relaxing bath while being serenaded. By a three year old. Did I say jealous? I meant “entertained”. [...]

I swear it’s not postpartum depression. Sign of postpartum depression (as stated by the Mayo Clinic): * Loss of appetite (I WISH) * Insomnia (Nope) * Intense irritability and anger (hehe, no more than usual) * Overwhelming fatigue (I have a fucking infant. What do YOU think?)) * Loss of interest in sex (No less [...]

Have I told you lately that I’m pretty convinced Bug is going to be an Olympic athlete? First, upon popping out of my womb, Bug was already lifting his head up with his super-hero-strength neck muscles. Two weeks later, he rolled over from his tummy to his back. Initially we thought that it was a [...]