Long. You can read about it here.
Did you poop on the table?
Nope.
What do contractions feel like?
Like getting your arm fat pinched, but in your uterus. If you don’t have a uterus, I suppose you can imagine getting kicked in the balls, but I wouldn’t know.
How was your recovery?
The stitches were the worst. For weeks I felt like I was sitting on a pinch. I also suffered through some nasty anal fissures. Not a fan.
How was your first post labor poo?
Worse than pushing out a 7 pound, 11 ounce infant. Read more about that here.
We knew from the get-go that the name Waylon Tiger Baer would stir up some controversy. Austin and I feel like we should have made a prepared statement. Something like: While we respect the careers of both Waylon Jennings and Tiger Woods, we did not name our son after a raging alcoholic or adulterous scumbag.
I know you want a story. I don’t have a story. The only thing I can tell you is that Austin picked the first, I picked the second, and we’ve been calling him that since he was 6 months in utero.
Who does he look like?
My standard answer to this is that he looks like himself. Some say he looks like my sister, Kelly. I’m okay with that, she’s pretty cute.
Is he sleeping through the night?
Um, no.
Do you love being a Mommy?
See the long answer to this question here.
I’ve always wanted to be a mother, so most of the time I feel very lucky to be where I am in life. Then there are times like this morning when I have poop on my elbow and he is doing his banshee scream and I just want to go back to bed.
Is he a good baby?
Have you not read this post?
Waylon is not an easy baby. He started out with the colic and has been a handful ever since. I guess we’ll keep him.
Are you bored?
A lot of people ask me this, and I wondered about it too before the baby was born; what do stay-at-home-moms DO all day long?
Let me tell you something, I wish I was bored. Here is how most days in our house go.
Are you ready to have another one?
The day after Waylon was born, Austin was ready for another. It’s strange to think about making another human being who will be different from this one. I’m sure I’ll be ready someday, but at the moment–my body (and my brain) needs time. Lots of time.
How many more kids do you want? And has that number changed since having Waylon?
More kids? That sounds hard (long answer here).
Does Baby Daddy ever care that you write about him in your posts?
Do you mean–does he ever care that his mom, dentist, or neighbor can read about him schnozzing other girls in college? Nah. And just to make sure, I have him read over anything extra juicy before posting. He always shrugs and says, “that’s fine.” We’re both pretty much an open book.
You can watch his interview here.
How did you guys meet?
You can read our love story here.
What does he do?
He’s in his first year of medical school at Penn State College of Medicine.
When did you first start blogging?
When I first started blogging, it was to publicly whine muse about post graduate life. Mostly I just tried to sound smart (it was really boring). Eventually, though, it expanded to share news and updates about Baby Baer and that’s when I picked up a few extra readers besides my grandma.
More on blogging here.
What Does “Motley” mean?
Exhibiting great diversity of elements; varied, mixed, out of the ordinary.
Basically…a mess. But I like to think it’s a good thing.
What kind of camera do you use?
This one. It’s pretty awesome. Great in low light and takes HD video, too.
What blogs do you read on the regular?
Here’s a copy of my blogger dashboard (with a few family and friend blogs removed due to protecting privacy). I also frequent other random blogs every day just because there are so many to frequent. All of this reading is brought to you by: breastfeeding. Time flies by with all this material.
Where have you been all my life?
In Pennsylvania, probably eating cheese.
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