The Misadventures of Momma Bish and Munchie

The Twists, turns, and true tales of a mom and her pint sized human

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Get. In. My. Belly

When Munchie is hungry, he informs the world. His cries would make a passing stranger wonder if the poor child has ever been fed. Every three hours, the wailing alarm sounds… without missing a beat. Then, from the time that… Continue Reading →

One Smile Makes it All Worthwhile

Brutal Truth… the last six weeks have been a hell of a learning curve. For some reason, I thought this “Mommy Thing” would be easier. I have been peed, pooped, and puked on. I have had a tiny human screaming … Continue reading

Survived Our First Play Date

One month on the outside and already dating. That’s how we roll in this house! Patrick was quite perplexed when I told him Alex and I were going to a play date. “Babies can’t even play. They just sit there.” … Continue reading

I am convinced black eyeliner, studded leather belts, mohawks, and skulls with crossbones lie in my son’s future. Rebellion is beginning early. From the moment Alex woke up today, he was screaming. I fed him, burped him, changed him… There … Continue reading

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