On her HANDS and FEET!

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Or at least our house. Okay, maybe it didn’t really shake anything more than poor Tricia’s little tushy. But that poo was something else, I’ll tell ya. Oh, stop grumbling, I’m going to tell the story, my preciouses. If nothing else, I’m hoping you can learn from my mistakes.
So, a few days ago, Bill and [...]

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So, Tricia wakes up at 1 am for some food. Okie dokie. No big whoop.
As I’m feeding her, I hear noises coming from my baby that sound remarkably like the noises in the toilet scene in “Dumb & Dumber.” I can only hope and pray that the diaper is capable of withstanding this onslaught long [...]

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…for those of you who have yet to experience the joys of parenthood. (This is geared to those who plan to nurse.)
First, believe every single woman who tells you that labor is the most excruciating pain you will ever feel. I don’t care whether or not you’ve got 472 tattoos and 897 piercings — it’s [...]

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