“She went dusky on me,” the irritated-sounding nurse on the phone said, as if I should have any clue what she was talking about. “We had to move her to the NICU. The pediatrician will be in to talk to you soon.” Click. I had just given birth a few hours earlier to our long-awaited... Continue Reading →
my kind of morning
The recent time change has been a killer here in our house. Add to this some extra doses of stress due to this and that, and none of us seems to be adapting as of yet. It is all I can do to drag myself out of bed each morning, and pushing and prodding my... Continue Reading →
flashback friday – 13 dec 2008
Each Friday I highlight old favorites from my now-abandoned blog “From the Top of the Stairs.” I hope you enjoy the re-runs as much as I do! Oh, Savannah is soooo going to kill me when she sees I reposted this! (Insert evil laugh here). This is one of my all-time favorite Savannah stories. Even... Continue Reading →
wisdom wednesday – 9 may 2012
As I mentioned here recently, Savannah has entered that wonderful stage of her childhood/adolescence where everything that I say, do, or even think is either an evil plot to ruin her life or a giant embarrassment the likes of which she may never recover from. I'm trying - Oh how I am trying! - to... Continue Reading →