My one-and-a-half-year-old just plopped down on my tummy. I didn’t experience this type of jostling with my first pregnancy. That nine months was all naps and snacks. This second round of getting rounder is much less serene. I had a moment of panic last week with my toddler at the dentist’s office. The receptionist noted,…

I said yes without thinking.  That was my first mistake. When Michelle asked if I’d write a guest post for her blog, I naively hit the send button after keying three quick letters, y-e-s.  Maybe if I’d taken the time to write out a sentence–which probably would have stated that I’ve never done this before–I…