Oliver is playing with his legos and making a pirate ship, with an vintage toy pig for the captain. I asked him why, and the answer was a succinct "he's a pig, mama!". Oh. Okay. Delilah is running around drinking out of everyone else's cups because she's tired of a sippy cup. But I'm tired of her tipping water or milk into the floor and giggling ( Read more... )

Ok, so all night this baby has been putting all kinds of pressure on my bits and thrashing around more than usual. A little while ago I was describing the pain to Adam when it hit me- oh shit, this could actually be contractions! I don't know, I'm going to just go to bed in a while and assume they aren't, but... fuck, it better not be. I have shit ( Read more... )