I am a neat person. I am organized. I am meticulous with my things. These personality traits are no match for the sheer quantity of stuff lurking just out of sight in my house. Or at least, I thought it was a house. Six years ago, I bought our dream house. We loved it so … [Read more…]
Something strange has happened. Somewhere along the way, Mr. P and I have turned into adults. Real adults. It’s not just because we’re up to our eyeballs in dirty diapers. Nor is it because we shackled ourselves to the bank are proud homeowners. It’s because we have what our family and friends have deemed “good … [Read more…]
Today is the 100-day mark until Half Penny arrives. Countless thoughts race through my mind. Epidural or not? Boy or girl? Cloth diapers or disposables? Will I ever get an adequate explanation of the difference between a bouncer and a swing? And the most important question of all: If I had an engineering degree, would … [Read more…]