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Did you hear her?

Posted on March 19, 2008

We’ve been working on our kitchen for some time, and by “we,” I mean “Sean.” The inevitable reality of a 5-7 month project that is started when one person is 3 months pregnant is that what should be handled by many is handled by one. I have tried to be patient, but often end up being frustrated that he is in the garage toiling and even more frustrated that I am stuck, sore, exhausted and useless. So last Sunday when he sent me toto get some to touch up the I jumped. A purpose, yes! The girls were napping, so I dashed out promising to be back before they woke up. Of course, and you probably saw this coming, there was the inevitable imbecile…

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Categories: Me

Ze Grand Portrait of Truthiness

Posted on March 16, 2008

Or blotchy, snarly, exhaustion. There’s been a smattering of posts around revealing photos of much beloved bloggers before they’ve gone through grueling battles with flat irons, mascara wands and spackle trowels (Not to say that any of the ladies linked to below use these devices, or in fact need them, but knowing we’ve all at least dabbled, I figure it’s safe to say.) I’ll cop to first making a pot of coffee and taking a first sip ferociously slurping a half cup before snapping the pictures you’ll be seeing. I would have been scared of revealing this, but the truth is, lately the efforts of the morning find themselves in gooey, messy half moons beneath my eyes, either from crying or the third-trimester-hot-flashes-and-oh-my-god-I-am-melting episodes.…

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Categories: Me

Gurgles

Posted on March 16, 2008

Gurgles, little bits of sickness, little bits of sentimentality and bigger bits and all that is to come. Sean and I spent the morning working on the kitchen and playing with the girls. We took them to Nana’s at 2pm. Avery still punctuated each sentence with a sniffle, tilting her head down and building up with such force that she would end up on tip-toes. Briar, neck looking impossibly long and her dress hanging loosely on her angular frame, has been eating sporadically, each bite tentative and gentle as if she might wake up the ‘hiccuping’ muscle. We ran errands, picked up lunch and headed for home. “I love having time with you,” Sean said, one hand on the wheel, the other holding my…

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Categories: Love, Mama Sap

Al-most…there.

Posted on March 15, 2008

I think this pregnancy will forever be measured by the kitchen. To Sean’s credit, we were only without running water for 18 hours. Not exactly riveting reading material, but this has been my life since November. Tomorrow we’ll paint the walls and install the switch plates. Next up- plywood counter tops being replaced with concrete and exposed wires being traded for lighting fixtures. After that is done we’ll be installing a stone back splash. Then the plan is to take a break…or, if I have my way, fence the side yard, bust through the east side of the house and create a private oasis away from the prying eyes of our shrewish neighbor.

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Categories: Love

Hey, clueless!

Posted on March 14, 2008

When your kid has been sick and as you sit at the dinner table they show no interest in food, let it go. If they manage to eat a few bites, don’t tell them to eat more. If they tell you they can’t swallow it, believe them. If they start to gag, for the love of god, don’t sit and watch. If you ignore all this, at least do this, when you get them to the bathroom, trust that more is coming no matter what they say.

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Categories: Mama Sap