
Blogging about motherhood,babies and more.

Blogging about motherhood,babies and more.
We’ve been sharing our big news over the past two weeks, which has been lots of fun, for the most part. My method is generally to wait until there’s an opening in the conversation, and then to mention it, casually, in context
Last year, I was at a baby shower, and the sweet first-time mom-to-be asked the host’s grey-haired family matriarch about her many kids, cooing, “You must have really liked being pregnant.” Which made granny burst out laughing.
I’ve got news I’ve been wanting to share with you for a while: I’m knocked up! Expecting. In a family way. Call it what you will, I’ve been busy gestating for over 14 weeks now.
If becoming a mother turned me into a bit of a softie, becoming a pregnant mother has turned me into an absolute puddle.
Roy’s activity level hit an all-time high over the weekend. Think: Energizer Bunny on crack.
We lucked into a fabulous babysitter, Liz. She’s a competent college kid who always leaves the house picked up, brings a library book to read during Roy’s naptime and tells us he is so good that we should pay her less. I swear the last time she was here, she cleaned our microwave
My husband and I often get questions about the possibility of baby #2. I understand this. Roy’s over a year old now. Will he always bear the full brunt of our enthusiastic parental adoration? Will he have to share the spotlight with a sibling? The people want to know. I’m positive that in the past, I’ve asked the exact same thing of others.
We planned on starting the garden last year. I’d hoped Roy’s first foods would be plucked from a lovingly tended garden mere feet from our side door.
Hi, there. I’m Berit. Let’s go ahead with the cocktail-party version of things here, shall we?
Roy’s back-to-back bouts of illness got me thinking about when I was a sick kid. The drug store was in our small-town mall, just downstairs from the doctor’s office. While we waited for my prescription to be filled, I’d hang out in my beloved magazine aisle.