My Baby rocks.I know, I'm supposed to say that (or something like it), 'cause I'm her mother, but seriously. She. Rocks.We went to our first 'activity' today, a baby-toddler drop-in program at a nearby...

The Husband was a total prince this morning - as he always is, but especially so whenever schedule and circumstance allow him to linger around home at high-baby-traffic times - and took over breakfast...

Further to yesterday's post...

Baby's got a new best friend.Ok, well, she's got a lot of best friends, all in a rotating cycle of preference. The top dog best friend of the moment, however, is Whoozit.Whoozit is like...

Bust out of the swaddle twice last night. I wasn't going to start the blog this way again, but couldn't help myself. It's driving me crazy.I've seriously got to let this issue go. 'Cause...

Day 77...

She bust out of her swaddle three times last night. THREE. And not just any ordinary swaddle - we're talking Miracle Blanket swaddle, which is to say, full-on baby straightjacket. She's done this before...

November 14, 2005. Okay, so it was technically the first day of her life (and today the 74th), but really, in the fullest cheesy-Hallmark sense of the saying, it was the first day of...