It was just not a loud day. Unless you count Ian’s diapers. But I wasn’t going to photograph those. I do have some boundaries. The only upside of a babe conked out from a fever is you get the snugly-mellow version to lounge with all day. He wasn’t fussy at […]Read Post ›
The other day, we got home and when I took Ian’s shoes off, for the first time he had stinky feet. I smelled them and must have given an animated, “Phew!” cuz Ian cracked up. Now we simulate that experience for everyone’s amusement.
What a little kisser.
Well, it wasn’t teething, folks, it was Roseola. Such a bummer because A. Week of Hell with zero teeth to show for it, and B. We gave Bodhi a virus because we thought the damn virus was teething! He had no fever and no flu or cold symptoms, but on Saturday morning I took off […]Read Post ›
It’s been a week. And from what I’ve heard from other mamas, we seem to not be alone in this. Teething pain is at a new level. Medicated (homeo and not, I even put whiskey on his gums once), with a boob readily available and my complete attention, he sobs. Just lays in my arms […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 