Has it really been over 10 days since I’ve posted pictures of my gorgeously chubby baby? I must remedy this situation immediately.
Whew. Now I feel much better.

Yesterday was Emry’s 4-month birthday.

He celebrated by projectile vomiting a shocking quantity of breastmilk over my shoulder and straight onto the carpet, where it splattered over a 2-foot radius.


When I heard the splash, I thought Elan had knocked over his cup of milk.


Sorry, Mama.

That’s better.


Parenthood is simultaneously the most mundane and profound experience.