Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up…
Without these fabulous products! Yes, my Favorite Must-Have Baby Items was the most requested blog topic (in the comments, via email, and in person); however, I really only needed one person to chime in about homebirth (and there were two! thanks Meghan and Jenny!), so you can count on me going on about that for a while longer.  Additionally, a few people want to know how crunchy I am, but only Emily cares about that good hair day I had. (Emily, it goes like this: two Sundays ago I went to church and got lots of compliments about my hair.  I don’t know what I did to make it look good that particular day, but it hasn’t happened since. The end.)

Choose Your Own Adventure
Two questions as a result of the previous entry have amused me greatly: 1) Was that a true story? and 2) Can we have more entries by Nikki’s Brain? Firstly, YES that was a true story (you can ask my friend Carrie, who arrived in my driveway JUST as Sean informed that behold, in this new space age, garage door openers can now be programmed into cars; my friend Carrie, who had her very own sleepy baby, ready for a nap; and oh, the pressure to get us all inside alive was about to do me in, hence my mild state of hysteria.) Second, hee!  You are some FUNNY people.  Nikki’s Brain…I don’t know about.  The Garage

My Postpartum Sleep Deprivation: Exhibit A
[Scene: Sawyers driveway.  Daytime.  Nikki comes home early from church with baby. Baby is desperate for a nap. Nikki is desperate to take off panythose.] Nikki’s Minivan: (pulls into driveway, stops at garage door) Nikki’s Brain: Okay, now we just need to open the–OMG!!! Where is the garage door opener?! I don’t have a key to the house. WHERE IS THE GARAGE DOOR OPENER?! Nikki: (searches frantically on the floorboard for elusive garage door opener) Nikki’s Brain: Think.  Think!  You had it this morning.  Maybe it fell out of the van when y

Indeed, There Are Other Members of My Family Besides Emma
Like this one. Look at him.  Such a man! Except, turns out he also makes a pretty good woman.  Sean rocks at taking care of our family these days, doing grocery shopping and cooking on most nights.  I am not so much, how should I put it…back to myself yet.  Which is to say…I count it a personal victory if I shower before noon. Shoot.  If I shower AT ALL.  And you know that is a big deal for me, seriously, because showering is one of my favorite thing

A Logical Progression
Well, I guess I had to know this was coming.  It sort of goes with the homeschooling, homebirthing, organic earth muffin lifestyle that we now embrace. (This is not to imply that I’ve abandoned all things girly…like makeup and cute bags.  In fact, I never met a lip gloss or Coach purse I did not like.  And I don’t think I could really ever pull off the denim jumper look.  Or big hair.*  Though I totally rocked the high bangs in 7th grade…but I digress.) Anyway.  This: