Okay, I got up to July and I had to stop. This is ridiculously long. And I write ridiculously boring first sentences. [Edited to add: I should really learn to read. Really. After visiting Moxie, who did the same meme, I realized that I was only supposed to do the first line of the first post of every month, not every single godforsaken post. My god, I'm such an idiot.]
So the first half of 2006 in review, by way of first sentences so boring they will make your eyes bleed:
Four jobs I’ve had: 1.Portress in a convent, in high school.
what were you doing 10 years ago?
E. turned 8 on Saturday.
I opened up this page to post, because I haven't posted in days.
Miriam had her first bath last night (yes, she was a grubby baby, it's been over a month, I'm the worst mother on earth, blah blah blah).
It's so nice having other birthmothers in the blogosphere. For a long time I felt like I was alone.
I had my six-week postpartum check-up on Friday.
This is a really hard post to write.
I wonder if this is a pattern.
I knitted E. a hat for her birthday.
It's Thursday and I haven't posted all week.
I didn't intend to take such a long hiatus.
Now I'm afraid I've worried you all.
My readers rock.
Back in the day, I loved astrology.
Naomi, ever the ham, entertained her adoring fans last night with her impression of Tim Gunn.
As promised, the adoptive breastfeeding post.
About ten seconds before we touched down on the runway, Naomi screamed "We're going to CRASH!"
Yes, it's going to rain.
It's strange to think that I spent three years of my life here, in Southern California.
Everyone's safe and sound and happy to be alive.
8:30: Baby asleep, swaddled, in bed.
Every mom of a new baby has to address the sleep thing sooner or later.
Naomi has a birthday party to attend today, for her friend Jane whose turning 3.
Miriam takes a bottle like a pro! Hooray!
I love it when Naomi doesn't know the name of something and makes something up.
1. I bought a nursing bra at the Gap.
I am so overwhelmed.
After a few days with cloth diapers I know much better what I like and need.
Pretty much all Naomi ate on Easter.
I'm not blocked. I'm...marinating.
I am depressed.
Need a laugh after that last post?
I finally changed the picture up there.
Early mobility seems to run in our family.
You know how it feels better to wear cute underwear?
Where have I been? Ebay.
There is a lovely little patch of nature- a creek with forested hiking trails about five miles long- a short drive from where we live.
I went out to a bar tonight with a group of women from a mom’s group that formed shortly after all of our three year olds were born.
There are plenty of people who would love to be a size 16 rather than a size 24, or whatever.
All of a sudden, summer is upon us.
I am almost halfway through Miriam's first year.
There comes a time in every mommy's life when she must kick herself out of her
crazy comfy postpartum cocoon.
I spent all morning writing this very long post on breastfeeding and I JUST LOST IT.
Wow, this week has really gotten away from me.
I know I said I'd be back wednesday, didn't I?
For the week I spent at the shore I went back to using sposies.
Could I be more boring?
Every year, usually in the summer, I run a constant list of pros and cons to living in the city.