Category Archives: Boyshteyn

I’m so screwed

Posted on January 20, 2012 by SP

and… Other than a little less ass, there’s not much difference in these pictures. Yeah. I’m so screwed.

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It’s the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine)

Posted on January 4, 2011 by SP

Well… maybe a little exhausted & covered in spit up, but mostly fine. November 16 at 2:01 pm our lives were turned upside down (in a good way). The baby formerly known as Boyshteyn was born and we officially became … Continue reading →

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Not to sound like a total mom…

Posted on December 31, 2010 by SP

but the best part of 2010 was this: The rest of 2010 can bite me. Bring on 2011!

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*sings* I don’t care if I go crazy

Posted on September 17, 2010 by SP

Well, maybe I care a little. Dream last night: I was in Europe when Boyshteyn was born. In Texas. No clue how that works. Hatching? Tara was watching him for us, then traded off with Aviva. I decided to finish … Continue reading →

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Hello there, week 28!

Posted on September 3, 2010 by SP

Today marks the beginning of the 3rd trimester! We have 12 weeks until Boyshteyn is due! Crap. We have 12 weeks until Boyshteyn is due. We do not have a pediatrician. We do not have his room painted. We do … Continue reading →

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Boyshteyn’s room

Posted on August 8, 2010 by SP

I’m slowly getting things together for Boyshteyn’s room. We can’t really do much until the walls are painted & the flooring replaced, but I at least have some plans now. The furniture was fairly simple. We were pretty sure that … Continue reading →

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The state of my uterus, or: Everybody was kung fu fighting

Posted on July 28, 2010 by SP

I’m fairly certain that I am currently housing a ninja. This baby seriously likes to kick. Like violently. And often. Misha hasn’t felt him move yet, but he’s seen it. It’s freaky. It’s a little reminiscent of the “chestburster” in … Continue reading →

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