Just when I was feeling my lowest, doubting all of my new Mom skills and about to weep,  I turned the corner and saw this on my walk around the Silverlake resevoir.  Mind you, this is the only piece of graffiti I've ever seen on any part of this walk.  In fact tomorrow I'm gonna make sure that I didn't imagine it!  

I was inspired to post this after reading a really great graffiti story about Lake Austin. Check out this amazing blog:

http://txmomof3.wordpress.com/2009/06/08/follow-your-heart/

Right when you cross one bridge you come across another.  It's almost as if every two weeks you get a new baby.  

I learned pretty quickly that you can only take so much advice and then you just have to find your own way.  The advice I like best all has to do with increasing my "milk supply;" 

1) drink beer

2) eat oatmeal with maple syrup

3) eat oatmeal cookies with brewer's yeast

4) drink more beer. 

These I can do!

After posting that I thought my pump was saying "Wacko, Wacko, Wacko" during the expression phrase other mommies told me theirs said the following:

Asshole, Asshole, Asshole

Lacto, Lacto, Lacto

Black Hole, Black Hole, Black Hole

Smell my feet, Smell my feet, Smell my feet

Three Kittens, Three Kittens, Three Kittens

:)

Sleep deprivation?  I have no idea what you're talking about.

I just got the "micro-management lecture" from my husband.  Doh!

OK baby's napping. What should I do? What should I do?  Sleep, make breakfast, laundry, potty break?  What do I do, what do I do? Ummm...maybe I should check my e-mails but I really need to put my clothes away.  I should go to the bathroom.  Maybe I could make some cookies...wt? Oh man.  Gotta go, baby's awake.

 " I used to be able to read whole books, now I can't even take the time to read directions. "

-William's Mommy 

I have officially OD'd on GOOGLE and am banning myself for a week, that's right a whole week.  What ever will I do?  How will I know what "it" means?

Sometimes a baby's just bein' a baby.

Cooing!  Oh sweet cooing.   Need I say more?

Apparently I'm not the only new Mom who has threatened to get a divorce, take the baby and move back home.

Can someone PLEASE tell me what exactly "through the night" means?

I spend about half the day wondering what to do and if I'm doing things right.  At about 2pm it occurs to me that all I can do is do my best.

It's quite possible that there is nothing more relaxing than rocking your child after he falls asleep.

I'm starting a new mom's club. It meets at 3am in my driveway.  BYOB.

I'm pretty sure my pump is saying "wacko, wacko, wacko" during the expression phase.

My friend Mary Kay referred to "the mommy forehead rub" and I knew what she meant.

Who knew you could go to the bathroom with a baby on your knee.

Sometimes you just have to reinsert the pacifier.