Not Pleased

January 27, 2013

Species alert: Sick Toddler. Please stay indoors and avoid playgrounds and grocery carts until they are all jailed and quarantined.

Can someone get me the 19 kids and counting mom on the phone? I mean, I know she has Jesus on her team, but man alive, 2 kids is advanced mom stuff. And yet again, I think, like every family in the world has at least 2 kids. WHY DOES NO ONE TALK ABOUT IT? [...]

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January 3, 2013

Baby’s explosive diarrhea = DJ Tanner’s pimple on picture day. But messier.

Dudes. Shit has been real around here. I forgot I had a computer. Let alone a blog of nonsense to run. I remembered when I had a dream that one slapped me in the face with a piece of bologna. I’m going to declare something here and now: I will never declare anything ever again. [...]

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December 11, 2012

3 weeks down a BILLION to go. Babies hate me.

As many of you know who were around last year, once Operation WANA kicks off, this blog goes crazy for the rest of the month. So before that happens, I wanted to update you on life in the MODG house. I remember posting a lot about how hard it was when G was born. Someone [...]

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November 14, 2012

Sure, I’ll walk you through my week of crazy. What else do I have to do at 4am?

It’s 4am. East coast time. A time where no one should be awake that doesn’t have a screaming baby or a screaming uterus. I have neither so far. Because I’m tricky, you probably think I’m all zen about this whole birth thing now. You know, with that last touching baby letter that I wrote and [...]

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