Category: Delilah

I laugh in the face of sleep.

Dearest Dee – I know it was daylight savings time and all, but last night’s encore performance of “The Girl Who Hated Sleep” was truly your best ever. From your 7:30pm sleepy-time fake-out (you really had me going there) to your 8pm roll-into-the-crib-rails-and-wail, the hits just kept on coming.   By 4am, and your 27th wake-up of the evening, I was… Read more →

Tiny Dancer

[October 7th, 2009: About twelve hours before she made her appearance, Delilah did her best to get Nigel Lithgow’s attention while Scott and I watched So You Think You Can Dance.    If you look closely, you can catch a quick cameo by the remnants of a recently devoured bowl of Pineapple.   Oh, pregnancy.][also, this video is kind of long. sorry… Read more →

The biggest cousin.

Eva can’t get enough of little Dee.    She gave her a bottle of breast milk, and “shhh shhh shhh’d” her until she fell asleep in her lap.     In a lot of ways, Eva was my first baby love.    She was the first newborn I ever snuggled with.    I still remember the moment Marissa called me to tell me… Read more →

Mommy, Me, and Some Crazy Yogi.

There’s an old wives tale that goes something like this:  If a woman is radiant and glowing during pregnancy, she’s having a boy.   However, if the pregnant woman looks haggard, and her appearance fades, she’s pregnant with a girl… as girls are said to steal their mother’s beauty.    (Little snots.)   Well, wouldn’t you know it?   Delilah Georgie is a… Read more →