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The most psychedelically blissed out nursery you’ve ever seen

HOLY MOLY. When Ariel forwarded me the photos of Cassandra’s wondrously psychedelic nursery, (which she found on SaucyDwellings) I just about swooned and died. One before the other, but still.

The baby closet, six months later

We converted the walk-in closet of our one-bedroom condo into a nursery. You may be asking yourself, “Self, how’d that whole Ariel-sticking-her-baby-in-the-closet thing work out?

A backpacking, mandolin-playing rock-loving DILF

This is my husband Josh. He’s such a great daddy. I’m so proud of him. *heart* He is going to school right to be a geologist since he likes to play with rocks. He starts the masters program next year! This summer he’ll be staying at home with our son, who turns 5 months old […]

Andrew, the Sci Fi DILF

You met Andrew in Alissa’s post about “Who’s watching the baby?” But today you get to know Andrew in a whole different, DILFier way.

Creating a gender neutral nursery

When I got pregnant I knew that I wanted to give my child a gender-neutral environment to grow up in. I registered for jungle theme decorations and crib sheets. Initially my sister lived with us when my daughter was born and we were blessed to have her as our nanny for the first year. After […]

George, the DILF who screams like a little girl

Offbeat Mama readers may remember my first post about my birth story. They may remember when I said that after seeing my first ultrasound picture, George “screamed like the little girl who got the Barbie she wanted for Christmas.” To this day, any time our little man does something amazing, cute or down right historical, […]

Birch Tree Mural Nursery

The second I found out I was pregnant I started imagining what kind of mural I wanted to paint in our baby’s room. Even though my parents weren’t ‘artists’ they both painted murals in my brother’s and my room when we were growing up.

A germy affair

Last Friday, while at drop-in gymnastics, Oliver and I had stopped at the water fountain to get a much-needed drink of water. (I am aware that any germ haters in the audience are starting to get a little squirmy here). After Oliver was done having his drink, I found myself staring into the face of […]