WEEK ONE Day 1 I woke this morning drenched in the baby’s sweat. Fever. I carried him downstairs and we sat on the couch all day. I watched a documentary about Elmo and started Wicked. I want to chec...
The time has come. I’ve ignored it, reconsidered it, dreaded it, and prepared for it. Now I’m ready to stop talking about it. To be clear, I’m not trying to start a revolution again...
|1| Recently Hacked I went to the family salon and got my hairs cut. Bad box color stripped, 6 inches off the bottom. I feel like a new woman. |2| Recently On Instagram |3| Recently Linked Real Life ...
In a few days I’ll be Internet free; free from Tweets about your lunch, Facebook pictures of your dog, Instagrams of your baby. Free from e-mails about what to bring to pot-lucks and if I’...
Loves Splashing in the toilet. Splashing in the bath. Splashing in a bowl of water out in the sunshine. Snuggling. Cuddling. Tackling. Nursing. Cheerios. Peas. Grapes. Yams. Anything on our plates. I...
Getting back to the root of blogging with uninterrupted, narcissistic rambling. * I want to tell Waylon a lot of things. Mostly at night when I’m lying in bed, trying to put my mind on the back...
Two things: 1) I learned how to run. 2) I still hate running. I don’t know what I thought would happen exactly. I suppose in my dreamiest of dreams, I would take off one day and realize that mo...
|1| Morning YouTube Fancy a morning sob? Click here to view the embedded video. You’re welcome. |2| Morning Read Waiting For Birdy, by Catherine Newman You probably read this book five years ag...
One year ago today I started Motley Mama. I was 30 weeks pregnant, recently unemployed by a bankrupt non-profit, and bored. Even though I had occasionally blogged for the past 5 years or so, I was ne...
It’s Baby Daddy’s 28th birthday today. In celebration of this tremendous occasion, I am presenting you with a ridiculously sappy post for your gagging pleasure. You’re welcome. * 28...
Once upon a time, a friend of my sister’s graciously gave us a beautiful crib. Word had gotten out that we were poor, knocked up post-college kids living in a shoe box (only slightly inaccurate...
|1| Recently Walking Have you heard? Our boy walks. Or at least he takes steps and really, really wants to walk. He’s very proud. |2| Recently Awesome Caine’s Arcade Click here to view th...
I am not a morning person. I know it is very unoriginal, but it’s so intensely true to my character that sometimes I have to stop from blurting it out during introductions. Hi, my name is Kate....
Getting back to the root of blogging with uninterrupted, narcissistic rambling. * This post was supposed to be about Easter and “look at our family photo” which I forced everyone to take ...
Dear Bennet, The day your sister was born, I was new to the family, meeting Grandma and Grandpa for the first time, wondering why on earth I was standing in this hospital room with people I didn’t kn...
|1| Recently Easter Easter is my favorite holiday, bar none. Something about the weather, the hymns, the chocolate peanut butter eggs. Also, who can resist the Easter dress? Obviously not me, or my l...
There’s been an accident. It happened Tuesday evening on the back porch where we were grilling our dinner. Waylon was crawling around at Austin’s feet and in a moment of panic (the grill ...
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Does your baby ever act less than perfect? Does he scream like a banshee for no obvious reason? Does she cling to your legs and whine when you’ve spent all day holding her? Do you find yourself...
I know I’m never going to be a runner. I have damaged knees, awkward posture, and worse–a bad attitude. I would like to be able to run a mile or two though, without looking like a huge do...
|1| Recently Reviewed The Hunger Games You asked, so I’ll answer: I really liked the movie. I won’t say I loved it, because that love has to be reserved for the book. I was pleasantly sur...
Freewrites: Getting back to the root of blogging with uninterrupted, narcissistic rambling. * It’s funny how people change. Usually when I think about anyone changing, I picture something drast...
Continued from My baby is Jack Nicholson and other posts dedicated to crying. Waylon is howling as I write this. He’s clinging to my thigh, tears streaming down his face, just waiting for me to...
I wrote a whole blog post about my progress making a music video and how even though I got permission from the artist himself, I still haven’t done a single thing. I wrote about how it’s ...
Loves Pulling all the DVDs off the shelf. Pulling anything off any shelf. Playing with puppies, playing with babies, playing with anyone who loves puppies and babies. Playing with toy cars, toy tract...
|1| Recently Warmish Global warming much? It’s going to be over 80 degrees today. I hope this doesn’t mean we will roast in July. Better get a bigger baby pool. |2| Recently On Instagram ...
Whenever I sit down to do a free write I have an automatic bad attitude. I don’t like time limits or the inability to edit so I just end up talking about how I don’t like time limits or t...
Dear Baby, Today I tried to teach you the word “no.” You were sitting on the edge of my desk and kept turning around to poke the keyboard. Last time I let you do this you set the computer...
|1| Recently On Vacation One week off in medical school is such a tease. You get a glimpse of what life would be like as a “normal” family and then it all goes back to studying on weeken...
Did you know med school has a Spring Break? It does. This time around, however, there is much less booze, hardly any sand, and absolutely no bikinis. This time there are diapers to change and a to-do...
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