Posted in Life, tagged BJD, bubba joe, knitting, Little Girl, ppd on October 6, 2009 | 2 Comments »
and I’m learning to knit.
A few quick(ish) updates:
I am doing okay PPD-wise. My household help’s last day was more than 2 weeks ago. Last week (the last week of September) was quite rough. It was the 4 year anniversary of my dad’s death. He died on the 25th and was buried on the 30th. October [...]
Posted in Life, parenting, tagged amber teething necklace, BJD, bubba joe, exersaucer fun, feuerwerkauto, Little Girl, vodka on August 21, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
How’s that for a title?
So Little Girl is almost 6 months old. She’s an eating champ. In case you are wondering, she’s still nursing (my BP meds are working). She’s pretty picky too about whether she wants milk or food – and heaven help us if we try to give her the wrong thing!
I’m pretty [...]
Posted in Life, parenting, preeclampsia, tagged BJD, postpartum depression, preeclampsia on June 9, 2009 | 7 Comments »
After admitting to myself, BJD and I talked. And we both agree that it is time to get some help. One of the nice things about being here in Germany is their social system. Yes, everyone has insurance, no it is not free (we pay 15% of BJD’s salary to have coverage).
In order to get [...]
Posted in Life, tagged BJD, expat life, guardianship, legal differences, MM on March 25, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Before we moved overseas, BJD and I ensured that all legal documents were in place: last will and testament, establishing legal guardianship and living wills.
We’ve since made the decision to change who we had originally chosen as legal guardian for our children.
In Ohio (don’t know about other states), whoever is written on that piece of [...]
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged BJD, dreams on November 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It’s normal for me to have vivid dreams. Dreams I remember. Dreams that scare the crap out of me. Dreams that inspire.
Add to that all the wonderful pregnancy hormones and the fear of being considered high-risk and well, you’ve got yourself one dreaming gal.
Last night I dreamt about some past, um, [...]
