The Struggle Is Real

The last two days have been a fiesta of terrible mothering moments. Is that a phrase people use? Whatever. I like the word fiesta. Yesterday Maddy fell off the couch. Like, BB and I were both out of the room for ONE MINUTE and she pitched forward & landed with a THUD on the floor. […]

Sleeeeeep

So, last month, while I was off work for a week and a half for Christmas, we did sleep training with the girls.  Before that, we were in a pattern that was NOT sustainable.  We put them to bed around 7:30, they were up around 10, generally back in their cribs, then up again around […]

Tracking

As the girls enter the second half of their first year on earth, I’m becoming more and more obsessed with remembering.  I don’t think I ever believed anyone who told me they’d grow up so fast – after all, they’re babies for freaking ever, right?  But at seven months old, we’ve already moved through the […]

Lucky Number Seven

Seven months.  We’re officially closer to one year than we are to their birth.  TERRIFYING.  I often wonder how nobody has stepped in to correct the obviously egregious mistake that led to me being the mother of two.  But then I look at my babies and find myself completely besotted and unable to begin to […]