MILP Roundup # 293 and 294 and OhMyGodI’mATerriblePerson

I failed to post my MILP roundup in late February, causing a domino effect of lost MILP updates.  I would claim bar exam nuttiness, but we are all busy ladies in the land of the MILPs and that is no excuse.  So I humbly beg your forgiveness for screwing up the chronology, and heretofore offer the MILP Roundup – two, two, two roundups in one.  CM and I have decided to divide and conquer – so I am rounding up the posts of half our women, from the two weeks of February 25-March 9.  CM is handling the other half of the women.  And we should be back on track for AAL to do this current week’s update as normal, this weekend, and if you need help let me know because I owe everybody, big time.

AAL makes sorta-sushi, and gives us an update on some bodily suffering, and the Pea–school saga.  (Get it?  Pea school instead of preschool??)

Alice is  – (shifty eyed glance around the room, looking out for potential haters) – sleep training Noah, and suffering the post-baby blues.  You got this, Alice – we all feel you, and we know you can do it.

But I Do educates us on her experiences with Zoloft, talks about loving a sweetie pie, and the issues surrounding taking a child out (in public! THE HORROR!!) to eat in a restaurant.

Butterflyfish gives us a sweet update on a sweet baby.

FOTD rocks a glamorous Friday night, starts collecting outrageous phrases that all parents find themselves saying because CHILDREN BE CRAZY, and shows off gorgeous Seattle.

CM hits the nail on the (parent vs. child-free) head, wishes two dark-haired cuties a happy birthday, went through a graduation of sorts, describes her daily chaos and challenges, and shares with us some birthday plans for the boys.  CM’s had a prolific couple of weeks!

Cowgirl continues to educate us on the fate of agriculture in today’s economy, and indulges in some jelly rolls – not the kind you’re thinking of!

Dinei puts stars in all our  (bloodshot, exhausted) eyes, and gives us a little window into the crazy mind of Baz (which any toddler’s parent will find hilariously familiar).

Frenchie flip lords it over us a little bit, and then eats her words.  Feel better, little sweetie!

Grace is below the dog on the baby’s list of loves (aren’t we all in that same boat??), and is super busy at work (aren’t we all in the same boat??).