I’m in uncharted territory here. I have so many obligations yet I have so much hanging heavy on my heart. I’m having to put my head down and plow through all of my responsibilities, one by one, feeling the slightest bit of reprieve with every ‘to-do’ that is checked off of my list. Many ofContinue reading “uncharted with postage stamp maps.”
Author Archives: casey coombs
(baby babble) terriers, tipsy, tears and terrors.
I learned to tap a keg at 17. I learned to say no at 29. As my 30th birthday creeps closer, here’s 20 things I learned in my 20’s.(#2? I learned how to hug.) 5 songs that are kind of about motherhood that make me weepy. (Turns out they make you weepy too.) Vivi hasContinue reading “(baby babble) terriers, tipsy, tears and terrors.”
the sixteeth seven days
Now that Vivi’s mobile and opinionated you’re going to be seeing a lot more of the back of her head. ************************ the fifteenth seven days the fourteenth seven days the thirteenth seven days the twelfth seven days the eleventh seven days (let’s just accept that the eight, ninth, and tenth may never happen) the seventhContinue reading “the sixteeth seven days”
simon says keep fighting
It’s like juggling. (I mean, not really because I can’t juggle.) Maybe it’s like that Simon game, did you ever play that? It had four different colored lights and sounds and it would give you a pattern, you’d have to follow the pattern back and every time you successfully did it would add a newContinue reading “simon says keep fighting”
I’m giving away a phone that can survive a little swim. (sponsored)
(GIVEAWAY OVER! Winner has been contacted and will be announced soon!) Hey there. Ever dropped your phone? In water? Yeah, me neither (LIES.)
missing burritos.
I can only assume that when you lose someone close to you, it’s pretty common to be blindsided by sadness on occasion. I really miss my Aunt Cheryl. There have been so many times that I have picked up my phone to call her only to realize she’s in a place without phone service. I’mContinue reading “missing burritos.”
the fifteenth seven days
sunday. monday. tuesday. wednesday didn’t happen, here’s why. thursday. friday. saturday. ************************ the fourteenth seven days the thirteenth seven days the twelfth seven days the eleventh seven days (let’s just accept that the eight, ninth, and tenth may never happen) the seventh seven days the sixth seven days the fifth seven says the fourth sevenContinue reading “the fifteenth seven days”
three times the babbling.
On Big Babble: More about my side of the family and why they’re so great. Addie doesn’t like candy. It’s strange (and somewhat wonderful.) On Baby Babble: More photos from Tayden’s birth and first day. Vivi’s 14th week on Babble. I found a 30 year old can of formula at my dad’s house, just howContinue reading “three times the babbling.”
what I’ve learned (so far) from taking photos (almost) every single day this year.
Hey there, nice camera. What is that? A 60? A 600? What size card have you got in there? Have you figured out backlighting yet? Oh, you’re still shooting on the green square? That’s cool, I call the green square the Cody setting. He knows if he wants to use my camera and I’m notContinue reading “what I’ve learned (so far) from taking photos (almost) every single day this year.”
and then cody started babbling…
‘Tis true. Last week Cody began writing for Babble’s Dadding blog, if nothing else he’s about to get schooled in traffic goals, judgement and this crazy cool community that I’ve been entrenched in for years (he may also get an idea as to just how hard I work.) I’m excited you get to learn moreContinue reading “and then cody started babbling…”