by Mir | Dec 19, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", My name is Grumplestiltskin
Today I have been a mother for 3,898 days. Most of those days have been awesome. (Or repressed. Either way.) In 3,898 days I’ve not had a child break a bone. In 3,898 days I’ve not had to watch a child be wheeled off into surgery. In 3,898 days I have not...
by Mir | Dec 18, 2008 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
It has become a running joke in our household that if you want something specific, you have to ask for it. Specifically. Like, saying “Go get ready for bed” sure SEEMS straightforward enough, but for children who are distractible and/or who suffer from...
by Mir | Dec 16, 2008 | What do I do all day?
I cannot stop baking. I don’t know if it’s because I am keenly aware that our days at our current beloved school are numbered or because I have friends having a hard time right now or just because we are full up on Matters Largely Unbloggable ™...
by Mir | Dec 15, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Ottomatic For the People
Some people want big-screen TVs, or fancy vacations, or other extravagances for every birthday or other gift-giving occasion. My husband is not one of them. In fact, although I tease my husband about his various dreaming about things like old cars and air compressors,...
by Mir | Dec 13, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Yesterday I could not post, for lo, I was busy SEETHING. And also shaking my fist at the sky. And ranting on Facebook about the seething and the fist-shaking. And also eating a bagel. And later, baking cookies. (Rage requires extra carbs!) Remember this little issue...
