As a stay-at-home mom who spends her days changing diapers, napping whenever possible, and regularly speaking in high-pitched, sing-songy baby talk, I sometimes think I can actually feel individual brain cells shrivel up and die. I’ll take intellectual stimulation wherever I can get it, including from this blog, my virtual time-out chair.
 
I Have to Feed Them Too??

Mealtimes are the bane of my existence. I sometimes feel like 75% of my time revolves around food. I grocery shop. I prepare a meal. I feed my children. I clean up the mess. Yesterday, the process of feeding my children took almost 2 hours – just for breakfast! Perhaps you’re wondering how it could [...]

 
Smells Like Cat Food

I uncapped the jar of baby food and was assaulted by the smell:  beef with beef gravy. Hmmm, smells like cat food. Hmmm, I bet cat food is cheaper. This brief conversation with myself marked a turning point.  It was time to start making my own baby food.  Previous conversations with friends had assured me [...]

 

Is that a new perfume you’re wearing?   Perhaps you’ve been tempted to ask me that question in recent weeks.  I suppose the answer would be yes, in a sense, and I like to call it Eau De Sour Milk.   They do not offer sample spritzes of it at the perfume counter of your [...]

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