I understand that when you are pregnant, you get a belly, and that this is normal and in no way embarrassing. So when for the third time today, somebody raised their eyebrows and exclaimed "whoa, you're really showing," I am probably crazy for feeling self conscious. I imagine part of it is the stark contrast to last week's remarks of "wow you're ( Read more... )

This is probably the last time I'll be pregnant (I'd say certainly but that's a good way to make God laugh). That didn't occur to me until last night. I've been so exhausted this time around, and much busier. I have a job, a full house, an almost-four-year-old, I just finished the holiday season and I'm moving on to planning the birthday party ( Read more... )

I stopped writing on this thing mostly. I dunno. It's not that I have a problem with folk who write blogs, I just have begun to feel that my life isn't as enthralling as it used to seem. And I have enough character flaws that I don't want to enlarge the egocentric one as well. Part of me thinks that early-twenties Emily was self centered and ( Read more... )

I've been feeling more reticent about personal posts. I think they've become self serving, and that if I need a psychologist, I should just friggin hire one. Plus I don't really think I'm enlightened enough to have general musings worth inflicting on the rest of cyberspace. I do miss writing though. So I started a new acount Barista_Blog which ( Read more... )

February is going to be an incredible month. I love being the product of two states, being able to embrace all the best aspects of being a Louisiana girl and a Lone Star State Baby. But this month I am all LA. Saints in the Superbowl, Vday, and then Mardis Gras line up like an explosion on my calender with red ink and exclamation marks. ( Read more... )

Christmas is over, and the only news that has been solace to Ro is that this means her birthday is coming. It is not the same solace for me. The front part of me is excited. She has asked for a Disney Princess tea party (asked for herself mind you, with no prompting. How times have changed). It's surprisingly fun to be this girly. We'll have ( Read more... )

cliche - a remark overused to the point where it becomes trite and meaningless ( Read more... )

I cannot believe that little death ( Read more... )

It's 9am and I'm still the only one up.  Too bad I no longer seem to have the ability to use that time to sleep more myself!  I can't imagine what Ro and Lan did together yesterday that has her still snoozing.  I've been sorting through my organizer some more, in the unending quest to fit in bills, chores, meals, work, sitters, and workouts without ( Read more... )

espresso or tea
carry me past weariness
no energy drinks