Turning 2!

Birthday cake time!

Happy birthday, Coolguy! This kid is our light. He’s made everything better and given us 1) a whole new perspective on life; 2) the realization that sleep deprivation is a powerful torture mechanism; and 3) filled our (previously grey & withered) hearts with love. Anyway I’ll hush up now. I just like this guy a bunch and can’t believe it’s been two years since my bladder worked properly. Love you, kid! Share the post “Turning 2!” FacebookTwitterGoogle+PinterestStumbleUponE-mail

John’s 1st birthday party!

Smash cake in waiting.

It’s been [almost!] a whole year since John became the center of our world. It really did fly by, considering the long and agonizing nights, as well as the routines we had to establish to avoid said nights. What a year. I’m convinced we lucked out in the baby department — aside from how terrible I was at adapting to lack of sleep. In two days, this guy turns a whole year old. We made it! It feels that way, anyhow, even though I know … Continue reading

One year ago today, my life changed.

John at 20 weeks old

Last August 19th, I found out my life was changing forever. I sat in disbelief, spouting happy obscenities to myself as I stared at a plus sign. From behind a closed door, Mixicat meowed something similar to the word “MOM?! MOOOOOMMMMM??” over and over, making me question my sanity and this moment even more. That night, I put the test in an envelope addressed in fake old lady handwriting to Miklos and left it on the counter for him to find. When he opened it up, … Continue reading

1 month of Johnny

Johnny loves art

I never knew why our moms never killed us when we were bad kids. Now I know it’s not just because of the threat of jail. Not that Johnny has had a chance to be bad yet. Over the past month, though, I realized quickly that I love this kid so much that if he ever does something very wrong the only thing I could probably do is be extremely sad or disappointed. Parent-love is a new thing for me, at least from this perspective. I don’t know how people do … Continue reading

Hello, Baby Boy!

I have a few seconds to blog that I’ll never get back again if I don’t take advantage, so here are some pictures of our (very hairy) newborn boy! Meet John. Go ahead and tell me that heartburn and hairy-born babies is just a wives’ tale. I’m not inclined to believe you, as I may have the hairiest kid on the planet (since my own birth short years ago) and I complained more of heartburn than has any pregnant woman ever known. Somehow, he has darker … Continue reading

Flashback to March 2013 — Junior & Casey

Our little brown dog is now taller than Casey. I can’t believe how much Junior’s grown since we got him this past February. He’s not even a year old. Love this guy, when I don’t want to wrestle him for being bad.   Looking through their blog today and feeling the pregnant feels.  (Yep, every member of our family has some kind of web presence. Except two of the cats. They’re too busy hiding or stealing pens to blog.)   Share the post “Flashback to March … Continue reading

Coolest Thing Ever

We now have the first picture of our baby, ever: It’s a peanut! PS, making me drink 32 ounces of water, have me hold it for an hour and a half, then telling me my bladder’s not as full as you need it? Not cool, hospital. Not cool. Share the post “Coolest Thing Ever” FacebookTwitterGoogle+PinterestStumbleUponE-mail

Baaaaaaaack!

We had the most wonderful time at our wedding. It goes without saying that emotions ran high and we had the best day ever, despite anything we might have forgotten in all the chaos. It was such a strange thing to have so many of the people we appreciate and love in one place. There is so much to say about it, but I won’t. Thank you to everyone who made the trek, extra long or short-to-moderate to come out and help make it such … Continue reading

On The Day Before I’m Married

I will have no time to write this tomorrow, so here it is. May 31 is my last day, in my entire life, of being an unmarried woman. When I was a kid, I never imagined having a wedding. I imagined my story would be much like an Enquirer cover blurb I once saw proclaiming that Loni Anderson had proposed to Burt Reynolds. It would be like that, except that the guy would make me kiss him but then instead choose my weird friend who … Continue reading