Monthly archive for September 2011


We had the good fortune of visiting with some friends this weekend, and one of those friends pointed out to me that my blog posts lately have been rather baby-centric (I don’t think it was a complaint, exactly, just an observation and certainly not an incorrect observation) so I am here this evening to appeal to the non-baby-loving demographic. However, I have done so many loads of laundry in the past 5 months that I may have lost touch with that particular demographic, so consider yourself warned that I may just end up talking about the baby anyway. (more…)

Not recommended

I went to the dentist yesterday for a cleaning and to have a filling replaced, and while I was under the influence of nitrous oxide, the dentist found another cavity on the same side, and proceeded to fill it while he was poking around in there. I was pretty excited about this, because it meant that the Time Until Next Dentist Appointment clock had been reset to the furthest possible time.

AND THEN. I had some x-rays, and they found three more cavities. Three! THREE. For a total of FOUR. I just … I mean … I can’t even. Apparently this is a common side effect of having a baby. Between that, and the hives, and the high blood pressure, and the hair loss, and the saggy abdominal area, and the stretch marks, and the allergic reaction to the blood pressure medication, and the cornea problems, I have to say — Pregnancy: I Do Not Recommend It. (I do recommend the whole baby thing. It’s just that the most common way of acquiring one leaves a little to be desired.)

Baby lemmings

I don’t want to be That Guy (the “Now that I have kids, I’m just so BUSY!” guy) but I will say that when your normally-takes-a-3-hour-nap-every-day baby spontaneously forgets how to nap, and wants instead to be clinging to your person all the time, you need to make some ADJUSTMENTS to your schedule. Especially when the household moratorium on napping occurs the week after you decide to go back to work. I’m typing this while eating a hastily constructed sandwich, hoping Sesame Street will hold Ellie’s attention for longer than 5 minutes. This episode seems to feature muppet chickens (one of which is named Atilla the Hen) who are terrified of thunderstorms (with hilarious results!) so hopefully it will be a while before the yelling begins again. (Oh, the yelling. So much yelling.)  (more…)