Babbling Brooks

Yes, yes, I know.  We did this to ourselves.  We should have never bought that dang bottle warmer, should have never given in to Michaela refusing cold milk.  But honestly, what were we to do when breast milk and formula were her only form of nourishment? So we caved.  We bought a bottle warmer. That. Stupid. Bottle. Warmer.  Over time my hatred has grown towards the bottle warmer.  Just the waiting. The waiting and the screaming.  Waiting for the stupid green light to go off while Michaela screams "BABA" incessantly.  She is relentless.  Don't you get it, Chae?  Mommy and Daddy aren't trying to torment you, it's just that we spoiled you with warm milk and now your hooked like a crack head.  It's even harder to accept when you realize it really is all your fault. And here we are.  Our baby girl is now eighteen months.  Where has my baby gone?  She's so big, saying so many things, impressing me with every sound and...

   I feel as though you should all know some things about me before I start writing and sharing my darkest and brightest thoughts with you. That's how proper relationships begin, right? First things first, I'm not a writer, it doesn't come naturally to me. Prepare yourself for grammatical errors that will probably drive those in my family who work in the education industry crazy. I am more of a talker; that is to say, I really like the sound of my own voice. Sad, but true. When I do write, I tend to write exactly how I talk. So, if you know me, you will probably find this more entertaining than most. If you don't know me, Hi nice to meet you. I'm Dani. I am a mother of a beautiful eighteen month old girl named Michaela and a wife to an amazing and handsome dude named Jimmy. I haven't really asked them if its okay to be writing about our life in detail on here, but only one of them can really speak up for themselves at this point in time, and he's put...