Jane Roper's Blog, page 25

Six years ago, when I first found out I was pregnant with twins, I started a blog called Jane’s Calamity to document my experiences and keep friends in the loop. Less than a year later, I took my blogging over to Babble, with a new blog, dubbed Baby Squared. I didn’t have time to keep... Read the Rest »

What a difference a few days makes. The first 48 hours after we were admitted here at the Floating Hospital were absolute hell. I barely ate a thing, kept feeling like I was going to faint (I very nearly did once in the middle of the first awful, sleepless night) and cried constantly. Well, not,... Read the Rest »

Dear friends (because that is what so many of you have become to me, and to my family, over these last 5 years), This is the hardest blog post I’ve ever had to write, and I debated whether or not to write it at all. Partly because I didn’t know if it’s just too much... Read the Rest »

Last Friday afternoon, as a way to escape the oppressive heat and lift all our spirits a bit after the demise of our poor, elderly cat (more to lift Alastair’s and my spirits’ as the girls were pretty nonplussed by the whole thing), we decided to see the new Pixar flick, Brave. It was a... Read the Rest »

I freakin’ love Boston. I moved here after college 16 years ago, and have been here ever since, except for a couple of years in Iowa for grad school. (Go Hawkeyes!) Since our girls were born, I’ve discovered that it’s a great area for families, too. It’s amazing, the sheer variety of things there are... Read the Rest »

There’s a debate raging in the comment thread over on Toddler Times at Babble.com in response to Danielle Elwood’s confession that she loves using a child harness (or leash, if you prefer) for her toddler as a safety measure when she’s out and about with her three kids. It’s more or less what you’d expect,... Read the Rest »

I spent the first fifteen summers of my life at overnight kids’ camps in Maine. My parents had been long-time camp counselors before I was born, continued to be involved with camps during my childhood and eventually owned and ran one of their own. I’ve been a staff brat, a camper and a camp counselor.... Read the Rest »

It’s my daughter Clio’s ambition in life to be a musician. Specifically, she’s interested in being a rock star. Ergo, her favorite pajamas are her rock star pajamas: little shorts with pictures of various instruments on them and a t-shirt that says “rock and roll princess.” I’d sort of forgotten about the princess part, and... Read the Rest »

A number of us Babble Voices blogger types have been talking about plastic surgery over the past week — our feelings about getting it, or not getting it, or other people getting it, or dogs getting it. (We all agree: dogs should not get plastic surgery! Unless it’s those really wrinkly dogs with the big... Read the Rest »

About a month ago, I went — along with the girls — to the kindergarten open house, where we toured the classrooms and said hello to the kindergarten teachers at what will be their school in the Fall. It was a little overwhelming, but not a particularly emotional experience  (even though Clio was clearly a... Read the Rest »