WARNING: This post contains religious content.
I’ve decided to make a change. Do something crazy.
I’ve decided to open my own law practice. Continue reading
I realized the other day that I talked to my grandpa almost every weekday for three years. And now he’s gone.
His death has somewhat a source of sadness, but mainly a source of celebration. He was 91 years old and lived an absolutely amazing life. He did so many things. He traveled, he had a wonderful job, a great home, and generally good health.
But most importantly, his life was full of love. Continue reading
This past Sunday I ran the St. Louis Rock N Roll Half Marathon. I’ve run half marathons before, but this was my first one post-Lilah. You know, my first half post I-gained-40-lbs-and-then-squeezed-a-watermelon-out-of-my-vag. And let me tell you, things have been different. It’s not just that I’m slower. It’s the peeing on myself, the super SUPER early runs, the nursing, the change in body composition. It’s quite a change. Continue reading
A breastfeeding mom to a 5 month old from Lee’s Summit has a problem I can relate to. She has a baby who won’t take a bottle. She’s also a stay at home mom without daily child care. When she received her jury summons, she requested an exemption, but was denied. So, when the day came for her to show up to serve, she brought her baby with her. She was then held in contempt of court. Continue reading
1. It’s all about teamwork.
Sure, St. Louis has some sluggers and ridiculously good pitchers. But our top hitter has been out for the post-season thus far and our star pitcher has sat out the season entirely, both due to injury. Some of the most clutch hitting has been done by the little guys. Matt Carpenter started our 3rd inning rally in Game 6 of the NLCS by staying alive through an 11 pitch at bat. Joe Kelly started a 2-run go in an earlier game with a single. And where’s the pitching, you ask? Our star pitcher and NLCS MVP is a 22-year-old rookie. Oh yeah, and we won Game 1 by essentially out-pitching the Dodgers for 13 innings using seven pitchers. In one game, in case that was unclear. Continue reading
I don’t have an artistic or creative bone in my body. It’s quite sad, really. I’m pretty sure that once Lilah is school-aged I will be deemed a fairly shitty stay-at-home-mom because I can’t do crafts. Pinterest makes me feel pretty insecure.