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I love my baby. But am I allowed to say I love him more after he’s had a three hour nap? More precisely, it’s that I have the energy to love him more. Does that disqualify me from the “good mommy club”? Today was not …

I don’t actually exist right now, today, or for the past 72-ish hours. My brain is slush. My neck is kinked in about five places. The ONLY place he’ll sleep is on the couch, on my chest, which doesn’t quite count as sleep for me. …

Oh Good Lord, he’s got a molar coming through!!! There is snot and drool everywhere! He hasn’t slept more than four hours in the past 24 hours. I never imagined a teething baby could turn two grown adults into such an incompetent mess.

I say, good for you, WGA! Down with corporate greed! Pay the people, the talent, the brains, that make your money for you! Good for you guys, and if my favorite shows go off the air for a while, I will wait patiently for them …

Walking is peace! Better than coffee, better than a hot shower. Wonderful, absolute peace for 4.1 miles and 65 minutes. Dylan, in his stroller, is so calm and quiet. In the summer, we walk in the morning, with the grass still wet with night dew. …

Here I am, Saturday, with one hour and three minutes left in the day to post. Here I am posting 🙂 97 pages left of Lolita to read before tomorrow afternoon. Kelly said something along these lines, but I will say it again. It reminds …

While I have your attention: The 4th Street Writers Workshop is currently accepting submissions for new members. If you are serious about writing (fiction or nonfiction) and would like to join a workshop run in the traditional manner, please send a brief writing biography and …

As if I needed one more reason to drop 30 lbs. It seems Dylan has “discovered” Mommy’s fat! Yes, Mommy’s belly is squishy! Trust me, I am well aware. It is being worked on. Adults don’t tend to acknowledge other people’s fat. Not directly, and …

Dear readers, I promise to do my best to be interesting and thoughtful. But let me apologize in advance, if in a brain-fart, I begin writing about what Dylan ate for lunch, or how long it’s been since I showered, or how I saved $9 …

I just want to send a personal “thank you” out into the world, to the brilliant person who came up with The Backyardigans. Dylan actually sat down and watched eight whole minutes of the show, and I was able to make us a real lunch. …