It’s the beginning of the end, now. I woke up last Monday morning to find Elliott’s feet firmly planted under my ribs. The only reason he could pull that off was because he’d dropped into his pre-launch position. This is both a good and bad thing. (more…)
I’m running into a new problem as I get deeper into my third trimester: I’m the pregnant mother of a toddler.
I know, duh, right? Well, amid all the focus on being a healthy baby carrier, prep for Elliott’s debut, and occasional freak outs about being a mother of two, being a pregnant mom gets lost in the shuffle. Even when it’s an issue (surprise! you can’t hold your daughter on your lap and put on her shoes anymore!), it’s usually something with an obvious solution. (more…)