Hiatus

The Baby Addict is going on a baby vacation.

Baby’s grandparents are flying in from Florida this afternoon.

Baby’s birthday party is on Saturday.

Baby’s birthday is next Wednesday, March 5.

Mommy and Daddy are taking time off of work to spend with family and friends as we celebrate the 365 days of blessings that we have enjoyed since Baby’s birth.

I’ll be back on March 6 to tell you all about it.

And there will be cake-smashing pictures, too!

Eureka!

I had a fabulous idea for a blog post this morning, but I got distracted by my work and that brilliant idea fell right out of my head.

So sorry to disappoint you.

There’s always tomorrow…

I Should Be Folding Laundry

Beth at I Should Be Folding Laundry needs your love and support right now.

She was expecting twin baby boys, but they will be delivered stillborn this week.

Head on over there and tell her and her family how much you care.

Wordless Wednesday: SNOW

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Rest In Pieces

So, this is what death feels like.

I have given up coffee.

I wish I could say that I gave up coffee as self-denial for Lent, but I am not that strong. I wish I could brag that I gave up coffee willingly, but I am not that strong.

I gave up coffee for Baby.

Why?

Baby is not a sleeper. When all the babies were lined up in heaven, waiting for God to bestow upon them all the characteristics and virtues that they would need to be successful mortals, Baby skipped the table where little ones sign up to be sleepers. He grabbed a little extra charm and cuteness to get his parents through the long, sleepless days and nights and went on his merry way.

After almost a year of fighting this child to sleep, Daddy suggested recently that maybe Baby has trouble falling asleep because Mommy is addicted to caffeine.

Ridiculous accusations!!

Preposterous lunacy!!

Undeniably reasonable explanation!!

Darn it!!!

So this is Day #2 of the Caffeine Experiment.

Can you believe that the rotten Baby drifted off to sleep in less than 20 minutes last night???

I think he is on Daddy’s team.

Happy Birthday, Mother

Today is my mother’s birthday.

My mother and I don’t have a very good relationship. In fact, we don’t have a relationship at all and I’m still learning to cope with the damage caused by the relationship we shared when I was growing up. I do understand that her mental illness is to blame, but I still mourn the relationship that never was. I mourn the loss of the mother I could have had.

Despite this, I am thankful to God for sending my mother into my life. My experiences with her shape the type of mother I am today. I am painfully aware of the impact I will have on my son’s life, his self-worth, his confidence, and his mental health. That is a blessing because I do not take for granted the moments I share with him and I won’t realize too late the type of mother he needed me to be. I’m the mother he needs me to be right now.

Happy Birthday, Mom and thanks for everything you taught me about life and love.

Nothing To Say

This is one of those rare occasions when

Mommy has nothing to say.

I have asked Baby to speak on my behalf today:

The telemarketers especially enjoy chatting with him.