The Lost Art of Blogging
So...um...well...how you doin'?
Tilda has a new sister. Not as full of evil as we expected.
It is becoming increasingly obvious to me that I have a terrible memory. I don't remember most of what happens to me. I have the occasional bad memory burned into my brain (like me and Mike opening our presents during our wedding reception. Seriously, didn't know any better. I know-it is appalling.) But I have forgotten lots of important things. For example, I couldn't tell you what Tilda's first word was. Or what I did yesterday. Or specifics of a vacation. Vacations are important.
I think about my grandmother who is getting more and more forgetful and mixed up and realize that is my future. And by future, I mean, like next year.
So I am resurrecting my blog because, essentially, I suck.
News that immediately comes to mind? As I mentioned, Tilda has a new sister. She thinks Tilda is a riot. This instills more fear in me than I ever thought possible (which is kinda impossible). She also just learned to roll over on her stomach but gets incredibly angry whenever it happens.
Beatrix Astrid Rose Robinson was born in the middle of the Snowpocalypse back in February. She was born on Wednesday (it snowed) and I did everything I possible could to be out of the hospital ASAP as they were predicting 20 + inches of snow to hit on Friday. Now, I had a c-section and normally they keep you at least 3 days. Then, lucky you, you get to go home in immense pain, doubled over whenever you walk.
I immediately worked on regaining feeling back in my feet (Move your big toe) and once I was up and walking, made it my mission to try to wait on myself as much as possible. The nurses were amazed at my progress but I really just didn't want to be snowbound in the hospital for over three days (since that is all my insurance would cover.) So with the doc's blessing, we went home at noon on Friday.
Storm hit at 3PM. I don't think we dug the cars out until at least Monday.
So far, she has been a fairly easy baby. She started sleeping through the night at about 4 weeks and rarely cries. She has been a little grumpier lately, but I think it is because she is teething. All in all, a good baby.
So far.
Tilda has a new sister. Not as full of evil as we expected.
It is becoming increasingly obvious to me that I have a terrible memory. I don't remember most of what happens to me. I have the occasional bad memory burned into my brain (like me and Mike opening our presents during our wedding reception. Seriously, didn't know any better. I know-it is appalling.) But I have forgotten lots of important things. For example, I couldn't tell you what Tilda's first word was. Or what I did yesterday. Or specifics of a vacation. Vacations are important.
I think about my grandmother who is getting more and more forgetful and mixed up and realize that is my future. And by future, I mean, like next year.
So I am resurrecting my blog because, essentially, I suck.
News that immediately comes to mind? As I mentioned, Tilda has a new sister. She thinks Tilda is a riot. This instills more fear in me than I ever thought possible (which is kinda impossible). She also just learned to roll over on her stomach but gets incredibly angry whenever it happens.
Beatrix Astrid Rose Robinson was born in the middle of the Snowpocalypse back in February. She was born on Wednesday (it snowed) and I did everything I possible could to be out of the hospital ASAP as they were predicting 20 + inches of snow to hit on Friday. Now, I had a c-section and normally they keep you at least 3 days. Then, lucky you, you get to go home in immense pain, doubled over whenever you walk.
I immediately worked on regaining feeling back in my feet (Move your big toe) and once I was up and walking, made it my mission to try to wait on myself as much as possible. The nurses were amazed at my progress but I really just didn't want to be snowbound in the hospital for over three days (since that is all my insurance would cover.) So with the doc's blessing, we went home at noon on Friday.
Storm hit at 3PM. I don't think we dug the cars out until at least Monday.
So far, she has been a fairly easy baby. She started sleeping through the night at about 4 weeks and rarely cries. She has been a little grumpier lately, but I think it is because she is teething. All in all, a good baby.
So far.
posted by waltzingmathilda @ 12:33 AM
1 Comments:
At 2:44 PM,
Uglyography said…
I thought she was a very sweet baby for the 2 - 3 hours I was around her. 2 minutes of crying out of 3 hours is a record breaker in my experiences!
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