Musings of an irreverent blonde girl

Hi Everyone,  I've actually been meaning to write this blog entry for months, but...well...it's been busy!  I realized though, that this weekend marks a very important time for both me and my mother.  After all, it is my first mother's day as a mom and it's my mom's first mother's day as a grandma (or a Granny Boo, as we call her around here.)  So I wanted to take a moment to talk about my mom and thank her, in front of everyone, for what a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful person she is.   I thought perhaps the best way to do so would be to highlight some of the things I love most about her. #1: My mom is a natural care-taker I'm realizing that it's part of a mother's duty to be the nurse of the family.  Fathers are, of course, helpful and strong and protective, but nothing can replace a mother's sure and calming touch in times of intense pain or awful sickness. My mother shines when it is her time to care for others.  It'...

Dear Sydney, You are NOT missing out.  You have been trying to not fall asleep for about an hour and a half now.  It is 2am. NOTHING IS GOING ON except me typing this with my thumb.  Everyone in this neighborhood is asleep right now. Your dad is in the other room, snoozing away (goddamn his ever living soul).  The kitties are sleeping all curled up in their beds. Goodnight moon and all that.  So really, there is no reason for you to try so hard to stay awake. You are missing nothing interesting.  I recognize it is my fault for trying to put you down in a drowsy state like the internet told me I should. I should have known better. 1am is no time for sleep training. If I had just effing kept rocking you, you would have been asleep 40 minutes ago.  Stop it with the sighing and the protests when the pacifier falls out of your mouth and GO TO SLEEP.  I promise that all the stuff that you think you're missing out on will definitely not happen tomorrow d...