Used to be...

Nothing calmed me like a purring kitty. Now it is a squishy baby.


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Epic

I just changed the mother of all poopy diapers. It was epic. There was shit EVERYWHERE. It was up her front, her back, down (and up) both legs, in her hatchet wound, everywhere.

8 wipes*, 2 cloth diapers, 1 diaper cover, 1 changing pad, a sleeper outfit, and mommy's hands lost their lives in the changing of this diaper.

Holy shit. Literally.

*Normally a poopy diaper is 1-2 wipes, 3 if it is bad.

And now, a photo of the preciousness that created such an epic shit for your viewing pleasure:




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Gingerbread House

Talented, we are(n't).


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First Word Dream

So the other night I dreamt that I called P a pussy in front of Z. (And she was the same age in the dream as she is now, 9 weeks old.) She looked right at me and said, "Pussy." And I said, "Oh, shit, your first word was pussy!!" And she said, "Shit." And then I said, "Oh my god, you're too young to talk, but can you say Mama? Mama? Mama?" And she just looked at me.

I'd actually love it if she could speak, but please, child, don't let your first word be pussy!!


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I Rock

I just created a hands-free pumping experience by cutting slits in an old cheap sports bra! Life just got a little better!


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Only Mommy

Last night, Z was crying after being changed and fed and pit in her bassinet. I picked her up and she instantly stopped, so I laid down to sleep with her on my belly. It made my heart grow 3 sizes. :-)




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Milk Machine

You know what sucks about breastfeeding a baby who eats every 2 hours, other than the fact that you can never get anything done? When they hit a growth spurt, they eat every hour. Oh. My. Gods.

And that is happening to coincide with her first big far baby tears. Now we both cry whenever she is hungry!

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I Don't Wanna

Go back to work. Zoë is so sweet and precious and I cannot imagine leaving her for so long. It keeps making me cry.


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Is She Gonna Sleep?

This'll be way funnier if you've seen the Friends episode I'm referencing. Otherwise, enjoy pics of Z!

Is she gonna sleep?



Is she gonna??



Is she gonna?



Is she gonna?



Sleep?



Is she gonna sleep?



Is she gonna?



Is she gonna?



Is she gonna?



Yep! Out like a light!

Hungry, Perhaps?

Btw, she didn't hold the schedule today, though she referenced it occasionally...


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Do We Have A Schedule??

11pm-5am: Sleep
5-5:15: Diaper change
5:15-5:45: Eat
5:45-8:30: Sleep
8:30-8:45: Diaper change
8:45-9:15: Eat
9:15-10: Active, alert cuteness.  Play with Mommy.
10-10:45: Fussy. Make another diaper. Fall asleep.
10:45-11:30: Nap
11:30-11:45: Diaper change
11:45-12:15: Eat
12:15-12:45: Active, alert cuteness. Play with Mommy.
12:45-1: Go watch mobile.  Fall asleep.
1-1:45: Nap
1:45-2: Diaper change
2-2:30: Fussy feeding
2:30-3:30: A little playfulness, lots of fussing.
3:30-6: Nap on Mommy.
6-7:30: Watch Mommy and Daddy eat, then play with Daddy.
7:30-8:30: Nap
8:30-9: Bath
9-9:30: Eat.
9:30-11 or 12: Refuse to sleep. Be super cute, active and alert.

Repeat as necessary!

(At least, that's almost exactly what we've done for the past 2 days.)

P.S. There are actually waaaaaaay more diapers than this, but these are the predictable ones.