Single Mom

Chris left early Sunday morning.  Before the sun came up–but not before Greta got up.  “She’s going through something.”  I tell Chris and myself lately, as she rarely sleeps at all these days.  Chris headed off to the airport and


Milk and Water

I weighed myself this morning.   It’s not an every morning thing, but maybe a three times a week thing just to make sure I am still headed in the right direction–if ya know what I mean.  I got really


We be SKYPEin’

I am staying with my mom for a couple days while Chris is across the country.  Andi (my little sister) and her husband, Rodrigo, (they live in Monterrey, Mexico) called us last night via Skype.  They didn’t expect to see

“You’ve been my babe for 2 years!”  That’s what I heard from Chris this morning over the phone.  Yes, we are apart for our anniversary.  He is putting on a big e-learning conference right outside of NYC this week and I


SOS: Curtains.

The saga of the apartment revamp goes on.  Yesterday, it was happening in the nursery/office.  Although we live in a basement, it is a nice basement, with large windows that make it feel like it’s not a basement…larger windows than


9-month stats

At the doctor’s office this morning Greta had her 9 month appointment this morning–about a week and a half early.  She hasn’t been taking any naps, or very short ones and I was getting worried/exhausted.  Her doctor told me that

If there is any place that could use refreshed it is the bathroom, always.  Right?  (Hehe.)  Well, being renters–it’s hard when you can’t paint, change light fixtures, or move around any other permanents things like towel racks, so redoing a