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Where are the dolphins? A (terribly titled) post about my hair.
May 4, 2013, 10:10 pm
Filed under: fashion, general

Somewhere along the line, the programming to be skinny, or at least strive to be skinny and hate yourself if you’re not, happened.  I have struggled with it for as long as I can remember, although not in any way that was detrimental to my body. It was only detrimental to my self-esteem, which was so dysfunctional already that it basically looked for detriments. Continue reading



Pinch Parent
October 16, 2012, 2:56 pm
Filed under: babies, family, fashion, shopping

Le Husband spent Thanksgiving weekend in Washington, DC going to see the NFL Team-That-Will-Not-Be-Named-Until-It’s-Something-Not-RACIST play the ATLANTA FALCONS. It seemed like a great idea at moment of plan conception. Baby A was finally sleeping through the night and my sister would come to help out during the days. No problem. I really wanted him to have a weekend away with the boys. This husband of mine, he’s a lot of work and very little play. I really want him to re-balance that as he ages. I know… not a problem a lot of women have.

My sister called the week leading up to it and announced excitedly that she would be spending the entire weekend at my house, instead of just some daytime visits. I quickly labelled her (in my head) insane and gratefully took her up on her offer. Baby A was still sleeping through the night, which meant that the only real burden to a non-parent is the early wake-ups. Totally manageable.

Suffice it to say, Baby A very much stopped sleeping through the night. And, for the first time in almost 13 months, woke his sister up for good measure. Many parents of singletons will suggest bringing baby into big bed. This does not work for my twins, likely because there was no initial use of this strategy when they were young, what with there being two many of them and all. Lifting them up and rocking them has recently led them to believe that it’s time to play. So what’s the alternative to help them get the sleep they so desperately need? Crying. A lot of crying. By both babies.

I could feel my sister beside me in bed (when my sister sleeps over and there is no husband around, same-bed sleeping is a non-negotiable) literally frozen with shock, terror and helplessness as five minutes turned into 15, which turned into 30 and eventually ended at about the 55 minute mark. Yes, she had discovered one of few, but very dramatic, downsides of twins. Rinse and repeat for the next night, obviously.

Alas, we survived the weekend. I would not have been able to do it without her in any kind of enjoyable way. Because of her presence, I was able to enjoy the babies, have a great day at the Experimental Farm, relaxing evenings, two wonderful and completely untraditional Thanksgiving dinners and to renew my appreciation for my amazing family.

Also, without her, they *definitely* would not have had a bath.

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They definitely wouldn’t have had a bath with just Mama on duty.

And, if that wasn’t enough, she even managed to make one of her slowly-becoming-famous purses while she camped out here!

She’s brilliant, non?

Come to think of it, this post probably should have been about her purses. Ooops.