November 17, 2008

Change of address.

The new blog has been up for a week or so now - safely tucked away in the big Anonymous of the internet... let me know if I somehow missed you when I sent out the new address.  For now, mommyhood will stay here, until I can figure out how to make the pacifier stay in my son's mouth for more than three seconds and - until I can learn how to use the new publishing software I found so I can save some of my entries.

xoxo Rach

November 08, 2008

Ciao.

**Edited to add.** I am still concerned regarding legal action. I have edited this post and will be moving mommyhood tomorrow.  Thanks everyone for sending me your emails.  xoxo Rach

My mama said there'd be days like this...

Due to a letter from an attorney, threatening legal action against me, I must now move mommyhood to a new, anonymous location. 

So. Please leave me your email address in the comments - or email it to me.

I will be leaving mommyhood up only for a couple of days to give everyone time to move with me. Where we can talk about Landon and drool over pictures of him to our heart's content.

Last one out... hit the lights.

xoxo - rach

November 06, 2008

Bedtime Prayer.

Dear God...

I am tired.  Really.  I don't think you undestand how much.  So, if you could manage, please stop sending me more to deal with.  I don't want anymore news or updates or anything else.  I think I am at the maximum level for personal drama.  THank you for the whole "He doesn't give you more than you can handle" line - but - I promise - I am there.  No need to send anymore my way.  I think I am out of tears.  Should have invested in wateproof mascara a long time ago.

Also.  A whole entire shower would be nice.  The kind that last longer than two minutes and involve having the time to remember to rinse out the conditioner AND to finish shaving the legs.  If you could just thold that pacifier in Landon's little mouth for a solid five minutes - I'd be in Shower Heaven.

Thank you. Thank you for somehow equipping me with this new found way of Keeping My Shit Together.  I am barely doing it - but, I'll take "barely" anyday.  I am trying to remember to say Thank You to my Mom and Dad like, A LOT.  And to be calm.  And to cry privately.  And to laugh at things I would have never thought about laughing about before.  Like how I filled the entire baby bathtub with water and then realized it was alll draining RIGHT into the kitchen floor.  Yeah. That was a good one.

Thank you for all the people who love me right now.  More importantly, for everyone who is loving all over my sweet son.  He is drowning in kisses.  Mostly from SB and JLo.  And half the city.  Thank you for the comfy rocking chair and all those sweet noises he makes when I snuggle him up close at night.

Thank you for Landon.  I know. I know. I waited for this my whole life.  You were right.  Something Good comes out of everything.  Sorry for doubting You on that one.  I know he came Express Mail from you - and, I promise - I will do my best job ever.

Oh. And ALRIGHT ALEADY. I should have LISTENED to all those people who told me that the best piece of advice they could give about having a boy was to "COVER IT" when changing diapers.  I GOT IT.

And that billboard I read today? Yeah. You know the one you shoved RIGHT in my face that said, "Patience is about doing things on God's time" - I think I needed to hear that.  Even though I have decided "subtle" is not Your strong point. 

xoxo

Rachael