A Firefighter's Wife

My favorite part of every night is when I go to pull up the blankets on Desmond in his bed.  We usually put him down to sleep around 7:30.  Since he tends to move around for a while before he goes to sleep, we push his blanket down to the end of the crib so [...]

There are days when I don’t get anything done.  On those days, the fact that I have gotten out of my pj’s and brushed my teeth is an accomplishment.  I’m too busy on those days – usually because Des is cranky or teething and needs me to be with him constantly, or because I’m just [...]

My sister was the first family member we told when we found out we were pregnant.  We invited her over, and handed her a package.  When she opened it, she found a bottle of Martinelli’s Apple Cider that had a label on it telling her she was going to be an aunt and had a [...]

I’m scared of getting pregnant again.  It’s not the feeling of being unprepared or not having more time alone with Desmond that I fear, but the actual pregnancy part.  When I was pregnant with Des, I was so sick.  Not a little sick.  Beyond sick.  I had a subchorionic bleed, which prevented me from doing [...]

I’ve mentioned on here how hard breastfeeding is, but since I’m all about honesty, I figured I’d give a detailed account of my early struggles with it.  So here it goes.
Moments are Desmond was born (and by moments, I mean like 15 minutes later, after I’ve delivered the placenta and have been sewn up), they [...]