Category: warm milk
I’ll keep this short, because it’s almost 9 p.m. and I’m exhausted because someone in this house hasn’t slept well the past two nights. Teething, man. It’s not for the faint of heart.
But! The big thing these days is MOBILITY (set that in blinking marquee lights in your head, please) as Grandpa and Grandma came to discover during their FaceTime session with Ambrose on Sunday. He is a kid who has places to go and won’t let anything or anyone stand in his way. Including me. One of his favorite activities these days, actually, is climbing all over Mt. Mama.
Ambrose hasn’t been the fastest dude mobility-wise, but he seems to be catching up. Within a single weekend he started both pulling up to standing and crawling. The pulling up I attribute to one thing: cow peril. Read more
Before I start in on this actual post, I just want to give an explanation. It’s Tuesday! As promised, this is a Warm Milk post — a post about that sweet, sweet #momlife. That said, it took me a solid ten minutes of staring at a blank page on my screen to actually decide what to write about. I have a lot of thoughts about motherhood, and I’m not sure where to begin. Do I give a recommendation for the single book that turned sleep around in our house? Do I write about my favorite postpartum baskets, even though it’s been nearly nine months since I gave birth, and I’m dealing with new things like blossoming mobility and hours upon hours of whining? Our approach to solids? (Quips about lentils that have been through entire digestive systems AND multiple laundry cycles and have still held up? For your sake, I won’t continue.)