Yes. Ellie and I made a trip to the ER…she is okay…but here is the story… The Wednesday before Thanksgiving I was literally skipping around, so happy that this (see photo below) wasn’t how I would be spending my Thanksgiving…HUGE and under-house arrest in NYC because I was days from my due date and carrying […]Read More ›
So despite how much fun the thought of being single for the rest of my life is, I have recently decided that perhaps I should say yes to some invites on my social calendar. That does not mean I am ready to date. I am still not sure how I can manage the logistics of […]Read More ›
It just struck me today that I have been repeating some prayers to the woman upstairs – or, actually, anyone else that might be listening… So in true Cara fashion – I will over-share them with you. 1. Dear God, Please let the crazy manifest itself on the subway platform – BEFORE I board the […]Read More ›
Alrighty…here we are in Washington Heights!!! I know you want to hear about how the hell we got here…not in the ethereal sense, in the actual sense. We moved during the worst October storm in history – and I don’t think I am exaggerating on that one, given that it took residents of CT almost […]Read More ›
Okay, I have soooo much to update you on, so I am going to get right to it. The overused word of this post of is – AMAZING…so brace yourselves. 1. The reading at the Museum of Motherhood was – yep – you guessed it – amazing! A bit bohemian in nature (read – I […]Read More ›
Hello Friends… So tomorrow I am going to read my “Dear Ellie” blog post in public. For the first time. In front of strangers. At Give It To Me Baby – Rocks The Night at the Museum of Motherhood. Strangers are pretty much the opposite of what I have surrounded Ellie and I with over […]Read More ›
Please humor me…I am hoping if I get this all off my chest I will stop moping around…so here goes. As some of you may or may not be aware, Ellie and I live in a somewhat small apartment. And by somewhat small, I mean – IF I DON’T GET A BIGGER APARTMENT REALLY SOON, […]Read More ›
So there is a crusty film on nearly everything I touch in this apartment, particularly – my cell phone, my blackberry, my apartment phone and the remote control. Also, the lower two feet of the stove, the fridge, and the dishwasher. And, the Bumbo, the high chair and 90 percent of Ellie’s toys. I spend […]Read More ›
YOU are taking your morning nap right now in our shared bedroom.
I am sitting naked on the couch in the living room, very excited that I had a chance to separate the 36 pounds of accumulated dirty laundry AND straighten my hair.
I’m naked because I just got out of the shower, and I’m no fool – I know that the moment I creep into our room to get some clean clothes, your big eyes will open and naptime will be over.
Ellie peed on my sheets. No. That is not the full confession. We were getting ready to leave for Grand Central Station to head out to Mimi and Papa’s house this weekend, and like a good mom, I decided to change her diaper before we left – even though we were running late AND I […]Read More ›