Is it normal for a captcha to be a photo of someone’s house number?
This is a thoughtful thing to do to people who might be expecting bad or serious news. My family got in the habit when Grannybarb was really sick, and every time my phone rang I was terrified that it was a Serious Call.
So when we just wanted to chat, my mom and sisters and would text the other person ahead of time, so we knew that it wasn’t serious and we didn’t have to drop everything to take it.
but my name is not, has never been, and probably never will be, Denise or Bonnie.
Not. Even. Close.
9.25 hours between feedings, so about 7.5-8 hours of sleep for her. I checked on her a few times but she was doing great and sleeping the night away.
Holy moly this girl is growing so fast. I wasn’t sure I’d ever miss those feedings during the middle of the night, especially when they were frequent, but now I know I do. A lot. But what can I do… She’s growing up healthy and that’s all I can ask for. And right now she’s sleeping sweetly in my arms. Pure bliss.
Husband’s been gone so much, and slept in so many hotel rooms, it’s not new to him.
But I have slept in there with her every night since she was born and even though she’s literally across the hall, probably 20 feet away from where I am, and I have the monitor right next to my head, I miss that little girl a ton. Hearing her teeny little sounds as she sleeps is so sweet.
I don’t know how I’m going to handle ever having to go back to work.
And now all of my inner monologue is in rhymes.
But if the lines are long, I have two items and you have 25, maybe, just maybe, let me go ahead of you.
Whenever I see a road like this, with nothing on the horizon, I think back to when I was young and my dad took me to the beach in Florida.
The road looked like this, with nothing ahead of us, and as we came over the top of it, there was the beautiful, sparkling ocean.
Today, of course, all I saw were other cars and stoplights when I drove further, but I can dream, right?