which means not much posting. not for lack of time, so much, but when your life consists of sitting home all day with a tiny alien that just eats and sleeps it's really not that interesting. I can tell you that tv during the day is really horrible. I mean, truly awful. Though, I insist on watching Martha Stewart just to make myself feel bad about my total lack of holiday craftiness. In fact, as proof that I am a totally broken mom the one big present I was going to get for baby liz #1 I finally got around to ordering and now it won't be here in time. Good job, mama. Seriously.
Want to know why having a baby in December in Wisconsin is a bad idea? Because on the day you are supposed to go home from the hospital there will be a huge snowstorm. And then it will get so cold that it sounds like your house is going to shatter into a million pieces, and just when you are contemplating actually leaving the house you will realize that it is 13 degrees and snowing and you will think "fuck it. we can use dish towels as diapers if we have to." and you will promptly sit your butt back on your couch and watch some bad tv show with a baby attached to you. good times.