From the haze of sleep deprivation, apocalyptic diapers, and occasional glimmers of excessive cuteness emerges one of the newest mommy bloggers. Will she ever form a coherent thought again? Will she ever see a full REM cycle again? How many times can the baby spit up on his onsie before you really must change it? All this and more await the intrepid reader.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
So, in one of the abrupt turns typical of pregnancy I have gone from shunning all food 20 minutes ago to being willing to commit a felony for some shrimp cocktail. Oh, if only I had a kitchen staff or cabana boy to do my bidding...