Playground, Two Boys, One Mom

Having two kids makes a person a different kind of parent.
Namely, I can no longer hover over my one child and marvel in his every move.  I can’t stand under him to catch him if he falls head-first from the bar from which he’s hanging upside-down.  If I do, I won’t be able to catch [...]

Momming

What kind of mothablogger am I?
I never blog about the kids.
Trucker is 15 months old.  I thought that for a whole month, then I realized that he had only been 14 months old.  Now he really is 15 months.  I’m tired.
He has done some cute stuff lately.
I’ve mentioned before that he hasn’t picked up any [...]

Morning Sickness

No, I’m not pregnant (though I am experiencing several annoying pregnancy symptoms.)
I’m just sick of the morning.  5:23 am, to be exact.
Sometimes it is 4ish.  Once it was 3.
Trucker is a big fan of the sunrise.  He hasn’t missed one in what feels like a year.  And he’s just creeping up on 15 months old.
Sooooo.  [...]

Brain Mushy

Too many birthdays.
Not enough sleep.
Sad/happy/tired/sad/happy.
My kitty passed away on Friday.  He had acute Leukemia.  Bugger all.  Then I hosted the best Superman party in the history of the land (or at least in the history of my apartment.)  And today, Trucker figured out how to climb stuff.  And not the stuff he was already climbing [...]

Gay Gay Vacay

Oneofhismoms is on vacation.
A short one, yes.  But it is the first time my little family has gone somewhere alone and stayed in a hotel instead of with family or friends.
So here we are in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.  How very lovely.  I had heard it was gay friendly.  This morning, when Trucker got up at [...]

Pride and Provinciality

A kind reader wrote me a note asking why I didn’t write about Brooklyn Pride.  I was there with my family and my extended gay parent family, it is true.
I guess I didn’t write about it for a good reason: Pride is fun, but no longer the highlight of my year.  What I mean is, [...]

Ambivalent Activist

I just spent a good ten minutes looking at someone-I-don’t-know’s wedding pictures on Facebook.  My brother was in some of them, so that’s how I could see them.  I was fascinated because the photography was so good.  He made each shot look like a movie set by that director who did that Steve Zizou movie.  [...]

Baby Hogs

This a little follow-up to a post written by firsttimesecondtime, the link is in my last post.
I’m thinking about baby hogging.  While I was reading ftst’s post about how she’s a little afraid her personality might cause her to become that very same type of gestational parent  baby hog she often dislikes in other relationships, [...]

The Last Time I Was Here

It is inevitable.  When I go on a trip somewhere I’ve already been I spend a lot of time thinking about the last time I was there.  The last time we went to my honey’s mom’s house in South Carolina, my blog was three months young.  It was July 4 weekend, 2007.  I think.  I’m [...]

Post Post Partum Post, Hope and the Queer Spawn Club

My hair is falling out.
There’s a tribble in the shower every time I bathe.  Before I bathe, even.  Every time I run my fingers through my hair, a big clump comes out.  It is gross.  And it freaked me out until my yoga teacher explained that, no, I wasn’t going bald.  Apparently, while you’re pregnant, [...]