That’s twenty diapers a day. That’s a lot of butt changing.
The Birth Story, Chapter One The Birth Story, Chapter Two The Birth Story, Chapter Three I explained that I had c-section under general anesthesia. I have learned that anesthesia and anesthesiologist are two of my least favorite words. Because no matter how many times I type them out, I always forget how to spell them. Every. [...]
It’s kinda bullshit. 34 weeks. I really, really, really, don’t have much to complain about, in the grand scheme of things. I am not in any outright pain, and I’m not enduring any sort of unbearable suffering. But complain, I shall. Because really, in the grand scheme of things, I can’t think of a better [...]
Pregnancy, yo. I still has it. I’m at 33 weeks. Last week, we had a sort of scary day with extra contractions. Everything turned out fine. It’s not uncommon to have freak out days, especially with twins. It happens. The good thing, is that we *could* have the babies right now, and they would probably [...]
No really. Not baby “stuff,” as I have already briefly discussed. I mean poo poo. When I was a kid, we called it caca. Or cuckies. I don’t hear that quite as much these days, or I don’t hear that term quite as often on the west coast. But of course, it’s been ten or [...]
It melted my brain. I’m feeling much better though. But seriously, it melted my brain.
I’m traveling to California this week to go to my sister’s baby shower. She is having a baby at the end of April. She is also a first time mom, so my parents are getting triple grandkids all in one year. They are out-of-their-minds ecstatic. My dad, also, has installed a new toilet in the guest [...]
So. If I were at all worried that I was neglecting the 13 year old boy contingent of my readership, it shall soon be rectified with this post. This post is the inspiration for TWO entirely new categories on this blog, which will be etched into the permanent annuals of the internet: “Here’s a Dumb [...]
We are having a late holiday at my parents’ house in California. I needed to remind Dave of the “Danger Toilet” in the guest bathroom. You see, this toilet does NOT take a licking and keep on ticking. Why would I write about this? A toilet? Well, because it’s not just a toilet. It’s a [...]