i’m sorry if i haven’t asked your name
you might think i’m a bitch because i’m not trying to make small talk when we pick our kids up from daycare at the same time, or while we’re playing with them at the park, or even while we’re both standing on the sidelines while we’re watching them do gymnastics. you might think i’m a […]
breastfeeding sucks
to be fairly honest, i don’t think i put much thought into breastfeeding before i got knocked up, but once i was “with child” the issue seemed moot. i’m going to do it, no questions asked. i never thought that maybe i wouldn’t be able to do it, or about how painful it can be. […]
time to panic
i just had a realization. it was like a flash of light. i’m about to have a baby. this whole time i’ve been talking about how i’m *so* ready for this pregnancy to be over and complaining about how long these last nine months have been (what seem like the longest of my life) … […]
the things we do for love
not only is that the title one of my favourite songs, it also happens to be my personal mantra of the moment. if it wasn’t obvious from my last post, things are getting a little rough here at chez dylan. another morning of wondering if i’ll make it to the throne on time (aside: the boy […]
hold that thought…
the third trimester is the monster that has been waiting to rear its ugly head. every night i live in fear. will this simple coughing fit turn into my worst nightmare? will i make it to the bathroom in time this time?