The Muffin


Ok, I know many of you are thinking Well, great that you’re writing, Kelly, but where are my updates on The Muffin? Because, hey, we all know that as soon as there’s a baby involved, the mom is demoted to a second class citizen, and it’s all about the kid. I’m cool with that.

So the daycare saga seems like it may indeed have a happy ending. After Daddy and I tag-teamed for the transition week there, Charlie just finished her first week at the new daycare where snot and saliva flow freely, and eight or nine infants can somehow manage to scream in unison. The husband calls it a giant petri dish– not because it’s not clean, but just because kids are kids, and when a dozen at a time are at that stage where everything goes in the mouth, well, that’s just a lot of taste-testing to clean up after. Quite a sight to behold.

But seriously, it’s a nice, loving place, and there are lots of toys to play with and places to roam. The teachers are all very qualified, attentive, and caring. I give them a lot of credit because I couldn’t imagine being a room with all of those infants all day, but thank God someone can! Takes all kinds to make the world go ’round, right? After all, when I work, I’m in a room full of hormone ridden pre-teens all day, which I think can be fun, but others would deem cause for immediate psychiatric attention. Anyway, before I get too far off track, Charlie took a little tumble on Thursday, and the accident report read:

Charlie rolled over onto the tile and bumped her right cheek and forehead. Ice, hugs, and kisses given.

C’mon now. Gotta admit it’s sweet. But I’m thrilled she is settling in nicely where she is– and so close to home! I did not work on Friday, but took her in anyway from 10 to 4 while I ran errands, vacuumed the house, and visited with my friend C and her new baby boy. It felt a little strange leaving her there when I was not working, and I did feel a little guilty that I actually enjoyed being out and about baby-free for a while. I’ve gotta pay for full time anyway, so may as well take advantage, right? Is that wrong?

She is still a reluctant eater, and I am hoping that her first experience with peer pressure will help with that (sitting at the table with all of the other infants eating…C’mon and eat! Mmmm, tastes good! It’s easy. Just open your mouth. First bite’s free. Everyone is doing it!) Well, I guess we’ll see.

In other news, she continues to pull herself up and stands whenever and wherever she can, so, though I’ve been begging her to slow down and not grow up so fast, I imagine it won’t be too long before she takes her first steps. She has two teeth. And she bites! She’s into teething on my collar bone these days. Ouch! Thankfully, she’s still a happy kid whose smile just liquefies my heart every time I see it.

Ok, that’s a wrap for this edition of The Muffin Update. Here’s a recent photo to make you smile. (It’s from when Nonnie was here and sat her on the backyard grass for the first time)
Oh, and I’m doing fine, thank you.


  1. Irene says:

    You know Kelly, I always tell everyone how great you and the Gregster are together. You actually do TALK to each other. He is truly a good guy, and,yes, does make the best oatmeal raisin cookies ever! Always, with love, Mom

  2. trogdor says:

    You and Greg also make super cute “muffins.” Bad joke, I know, but sentiment is good and true.