You know you’re married to a banker when you over hear your DH tell your three year-old “R” is for revenue as he teaches the alphabet. I went to Toys ‘R Us this weekend with the original intent on buying disposable changing pad covers, and I left with $300 worth of crap. Well, not all crap. I did get foam alphabet letters for Gadget because the alphabet has been a little challenge for him, but…

Oh, just the thought of this hellish experience makes me want to avoid any activity that could possibly result in the creation of another human being. Pumping at work was one of the hardest things I have ever done. I took a five month maternity leave with Gadget, from August 2 to January 2. When I returned to work, there was no place for me to pump because I did not have an office. I…

Last night was hopefully one of a kind. Hubby started a new rotation and he is working in New York City. This means he leaves in the morning before everyone wakes up, and he comes home usually after the boys’ bedtime. Gadget has not taken kindly to this and has showed his disapproval in the form of acting out. The scapegoat issue was an insufficient a bowl of dried cranberries. I put some in a…