Courtesy of his six-month appointment (although…err, he’s only 10 days away from being 7 months), we have a long & lean little man.  18 lbs, holding steady as always at the 50th percentile.  29 inches at a whopping 97th percentile.  I am thrilled as I was worried he would fall below the curve & they’d [...]

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I won’t say that I reached a breaking point yesterday – but I was teetering on it.  In stilettos. Do you know what it’s like when your child wakes up screaming at 6:30am?  & by 11am, you’re shaking.  SHAKING.  Because as over-stimulated as your child feels, you’ve had high-pitched shrieking invading your every thought for [...]

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Reasons My Day Sucked, by Blair.  As an alternative to a written composition by Ralphie Parker. 1.  At 7:15am, Harrison threw up all over me mid-bottle.  I’m talking vomit over his head, onto my arm, down my leg, onto the couch.  & then he started crying. 2.  He screamed the entire morning.  Regardless of full belly, [...]

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Harrison has reflux. If that was not BLINDINGLY OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE BUT HIS MOTHER. On Friday, I sat in Dr. Hottie’s office on a cold vinyl bench, running through a list of reflux symptoms as he cauterized Harrison’s belly button (because oozing gold funk is not attractive). We chatted about spit-up, coughing, the hours-long screaming [...]

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Remember how I was all frantic about my failure as a parent regarding the pediatrician “Meet n’ Greet?” Well, turns out that Nate is not only good for a hot lay & solid taste in good beer, he’s also a connoisseur of the “who you know” factor. Light bulbs clicked & Nate realized that we [...]

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