It’s official. I now haveĀ a fully advanced case of the “Momdar”. Last night/morning it was The Accountant’s turn to have baby duty. In other words, if she woke up crying it was his job to get up and change her diaper, feed her, console, sing, do the hokey pokey, whatever she needed so that I could stay in bed. Here’s the scene: 4:45 am. I … Continue reading mom-dar