Ain't No Supermom

Author: Michelle White

  • All about Weeman

    All about Weeman

    This last weekend we had his little eensy weensy party for the familia. He loved every bit of center stage.

    With Nanny and Nonni. 

    Patiently waiting. I somehow snapped a picture of the ONLY time this has ever happened.

    With Papa. Who is in China right now for work. Miss you Papa! 
    With Uncle David. Hunting for bald spots. 

    My Baby is going to be 2 tomorrow. HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?

    fancy photography. Making it appear the chin is resting on the bag. Clever, eh?
    My little paparazzi.
    Weeman with uncle John. Awhhhh.
    Smells ok?
    B’s war paint.
    1/3 of the way done 
    Ok Michelle, that was dumb. 
    The night is dwindling into a spiral of unexplainability. 

    Uncle David was a good sport. Letting the boys paint him up with frosting. He put his foot down when Uncle John offered B the ranch. 
  • me

    me

    Two years ago today. Two days before Weeman made his entrance, and changed our simple little lives forever.

    Erect belly button still creeps me out, but I think the baby baking it up inside adds a special something.  I need to revisit this picture from time to time when I start missing being preggers. It is the donkey punch I need, to help me remember what a peach I was during that last month. Or 9.

  • An indulgence

    An indulgence

    I laugh at this title, because I was recently reading a “conservative” book that suggested reading was lazy, amoungst other offensive claims. I quickly quit the book. (not like a am a reading scholar anyway) but I will say reading does feel like a luxury with the schedule we carry. My thoughtful Stinker surprised me with this the other day. I can barely put it down in between giggle snorts and salty tears.  

    I have followed this little duo since I was made aware of it by another mommy friend, (cough::Joanne). I was immediately sucked in to the tragedy-and awaited his his every blog post.  So overjoyed when I can see people pull through these horrific circumstances.

    A+

  • Happy Day.

    to my little Weeman.
    And I love my man for figuring out how to make 432 pieces of metal, wood and rubber look like this:
  • Flashback Friday

    Flashback Friday

    At my best friends wedding. I cried more before, during, and after than at/ for anyone’s. Including my own.
    True Story.