Living. And loving. And hurting.
It was time! And I was excited! Brock didn’t want to come, but I begged him because 33 weeks pregnant + toddler = difficult to do ANYTHING. Ronan sat sweetly, and only got mad at the cape (again.) We laughed at his eyebrows going up when the clippers touched his neck. We chuckled when he tried to turn around, a… Read More
I know. Three days after Christmas, and I still haven’t posted a Christmas post. No pictures, no stories, no nothing. Color me a shitty blogger. Here’s the thing. I’ve been talking for weeks, months even, about how much I’ve enjoyed being pregnant. I have reveled in this gestation, and tried to live each moment to the fullest. I have been… Read More
Last night, we all slept great. The night before, however, is a different story. I woke up around 4am and was laying in bed trying to fall back asleep. I heard Ronan stirring in bed, not fully awake but not sleeping either. I turned on the video monitor so I could see what he was up to. I watched as… Read More
I have been meaning to compile a list of Ronan’s words… mostly for posterity, but also to see them all written down. I will write the word as it is intended, and then how he actually says it. Words: Dada – “Dah DA” Mama – Was “Buh buh” until this week, now “Muh MA” Woof woof – “Wooh wooh” Hello… Read More
I meant to write this post a few days ago. Anyway. I got bit by a bug. Really hard. This whole pregnancy, I have been telling myself that we don’t need anything for the baby. We don’t need a nursery, we don’t need anything new, we don’t need to make a big deal. She’s going to sleep in our bed,… Read More
A wordless Sunday post… Ronan’s first snow this year. (Yeah, Canada. This is how much snow we get. It was gone in an hour.)
