Labor of Love
Aug 3, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column | Tags: Skylar
I don’t mean to brag, but I capped off July 2009 with QUITE a productive week. I finally dragged my butt to the nail salon to get a much-needed mani-pedi. Scrubbed off the tomato sauce that had exploded in our microwave. And what else…? Oh yeah, that’s right! I had a baby.
Deep Thoughts by a New Mom and Baby
Jul 30, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column | Tags: Deep Thoughts, Skylar
DELIRIOUS NEW MOM: Cute kid. Wonder who it belongs to?
DISAPPOINTED NEW BABY: I traveled all the way down the freakin’ birth canal and all I got was this stupid hat.
She’s Hee-eeere!
Jul 30, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column,Featured | Tags: Best Day of My Life, Skylar
Skylar Kirby Engle (Nickname: Skye or “Badass Chick”)
7 lbs., 13 oz.; 20 inches
July 29, 2009 at 11:30 a.m.
Interests: Sleeping endlessly just like her dad; making weird faces with her tongue like her mom.
So much to tell. So little energy to form coherent sentences. To be continued…
D-Day
Jul 28, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column | Tags: No News
It’s arrived: my due date. And, sadly, I feel better than ever this morning. Well-rested. Pain-free. Energetic. Ugh.
What’s a pregnant chick gotta do to get some CRIPPLING, KNIFE-IN-THE-SIDE, BABY-PUSHING CONTRACTIONS ’round here?!
The Bane of a Pregnant Woman’s Existence
Jul 28, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column,Pregnancy | Tags: Grrrr
Drivers that INSIST on parking so close to our cars, that we can barely squeeze our pregnant bellies through the door without coating ourselves with margarine first.
Countdown to Tears
Jul 27, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column,Featured | Tags: Candy's Mom
My mom just poked her head in before going to bed, and rather than the usual “good-night, love you,” she asked when she should start crying because I haven’t gone into labor yet. This is what it’s come to, people. Continue Reading »
TGIF
Jul 24, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column
I’d rather be raising a margarita to TGIB (Thank God It’s Baby!), but alas, I am still with child. And with sporadic contractions. And with pot roast-sized bump, as my mom noticed this morning when she kindly noted, “You know, you don’t really look pregnant from behind…” Then I turned around to thank her and she laughed at my side view, “Oh! Look at THAT! NOW there’s no mistaking you’re pregnant!” And it’s true. Even Stevie Wonder could tell I’m pregnant.
Contest Time! Candy’s Super-Appropriate Baby Betting Pool
Jul 23, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column,Contests,Featured | Tags: Contest
Step right up and place your bets, folks!
Readers have suggested observing the imminent (?) arrival of Baby Girl with the purest form of celebration: a betting pool. Which Mr. Candy thought was a grand idea. Because what better way to christen a precious new life than with a li’l gambling?!
