Another installment in my Positive Discipline Articles. By popular demand, the following is reprinted from a guest post I did for Molly and Mommy on May 24, 2010. I have to admit, when Alissa asked me to write a guest post on sleep I cringed. It’s hard to find a hotter issue for moms of […]
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I’m moving up in the Mommy Blog world. Today I wrote my first guest blog post for Alissa at Mommy and Molly. When I asked Alissa what she wanted me to write about she didn’t hesitate: sleep. Poor Alissa is suffering from several long months of sleep deprivation and was desperate for any insight or […]
On days like today I wonder why our government doesn’t just use babies for the sleep deprivation torture of our enemies. I really think it would work, and is much cheaper than conventional methods, I’m sure. Mr. Man’s new crawling skill is keeping him up at night. I’m not sure if it’s little twitching muscles […]
Ahhh, the toddlers and their demand for independence. Someone pass me a drink already. A double. Hold the fruit. All weekend long Sweetness found it very convenient that she had the ability to open her door and wonder out at her leisure. This time I didn’t see much in the way of night terrors. Just […]
Someone up there doesn’t like me very much. Either that or I’m the butt of some pretty serious jokes that are keeping the heavenly creatures laughing well into the night. I’m close to more than four years of poor sleep now (I count those nine months of swollen, irregular digestion, insomnia, hot flashes and hourly […]
Sweetness was a handful in her infancy. She screamed at just the right volume and pitch to cause dog and human alike to surrender to anything or anyone. In fact, we could have rented her out to interrogate terrorists. No one would have been able to resist. Hey, they could have recorded her more famous […]
In a momentary lapse of reason, I let my mind wonder a bit (what’s left of it after two kids, a job, and 6 hours of sleep a day) and think back to the days when I hand it together. You know, when you knew who you were, where you were going, what you were […]
Who are you again? For that matter, who am I? It’s hard to tell with two hours of sleep. Our little man decided that yet again, sleep was for the weak and he was one big, strong dude, but he needed company in his self appreciation of his studliness. My hubby didn’t make it to […]
