I’m laying on the couch, feeling like death. Mastitis got me yet again. Ian, however, is having the adventure of his life. Literally. His best Debbie took him to her son’s school for story time (she was reading spooky stories), and the whole class thought he was pretty neat. Here he is, being held by […]Read Post ›
Hello. I am writing to you from bed with a heating pad on my bosoms, as I have a plugged duct. Owie. Think Ian’s starting to wean a bit, but my boobs don’t know that. He’s all into the food (ate an entire banana and apple pureed in one sitting-with a side of chicken noodle […]Read Post ›
I love how I have this blog and I pretty much document Ian’s every move, yet I often forget to mention the basic stats, like height and weight. Well, we finally went to the doctor, and here’s the stats: On October 27, 2011, at just about 10 months old, Ian is 20 pounds, and 29 […]Read Post ›
I think Ian’s getting another cold. Wha? We haven’t even been around any humans hardly. I hope this isn’t a bad one, and I’m kicking myself for not putting the humidifier in his room, but I’m not about to go in there and risk waking him. Fingers crossed he sleeps through the night, especially since […]Read Post ›
We met Eliseo’s mom and dad at our birth class, and have completely bonded. The class was wonderful in terms of information and guidance, but the best part is leaving with a group of people you know and trust who are going through the exact same life changing event you are, at […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 