Let Them Eat Cake

  So, now that I've got him home, can someone tell me what the hell I'm supposed to do with him? The care stuff, diaper changes, feedings, I've got that. We've actually gotten into a nice routine. But how about when he's wide awake and not screaming his head off? When he's just staring at me with the widest and most curious blue eyes you've ever seen, what am I supposed to do then? Before…
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There’s A Binky In My Batcave

I never considered myself a messy person but I certainly wouldn't call myself organized either. There's always been this untidy little grey area between cluttered and coordinated that l like to hide in. Let's refer to it as, my Batcave. Throughout my twenties I found my Batcave to be a multifunctional space. I always kept it clean enough, so as not to be embarrassed if I brought a certain…
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Baby On Board

I still can't believe they let us walk out of the hospital with him. There must have been some mistake right? How could they trust someone like me to be responsible with someone so important? It was easy to look like a semi-competent parent when a team of nurses was present to supervise. But once we left the hospital, my precious safety net would be gone and the real trial by fire would begin.…
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Gender Reveal

For months, people had been asking us what we were having, a boy or a girl. Bex had it easy, she was at home with the hyperemesis, throwing up all day. But I was out there in the world fielding all of the questions that came from well meaning busy bodies. The early but all too frequent conversations went something like this: "Do you know the gender yet?" "No Peggy From Work who I barely talk to.…
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