My Baby Is Not A Dog

Sometimes, I mistake noises by inanimate objects or animals for my child.

Fairly often, when she's taking a nap in her room, I'll hear the dog barking next door and think it's her making noise.

Yesterday, we were at Kohls and my husband and I split up to do some shopping and he took the baby. I was wandering around looking for him and I heard some noises from the registers and I thought it was my baby.

This just goes to show that my child makes weird noises. I'm pretty sure it's not my fault.

Little Eliza

I have a precious daughter named Eliza. She's wonderful and brings joy to my life! Also, she makes me a little crazy. She doesn't sleep, she pukes and poops and drools and pulls my hair and cries and yells. But I can't help but love her!

This blog will be a chronicle of my adventures as a mother. The things I wasn't expecting and the things I was. And the things that make me go a little Joan Crawford all over the place.