I’m a scheduling kind of girl. I live by my calendar, I make lists, and I find satisfaction in order. So when I was pregnant with my first child and found a book that promised an orderly, scheduled way to raise a baby, I jumped at it. I devoured the book, taking notes, and I talked to my friends, most of whom (at the time) followed the same baby “system”.

I wanted to write about sleep issues for The Crib Sheet, because sleeping, or my daughter's lack of sleeping, has been the bane of my parenting experience. I'm a big sleeper, myself, and so sleep deprivation is my Achille's heel.One of the things I love about blogging is that it creates a snapshot in time that can be referenced at a later date, after memory has softened the experience to a 1980s-senior-photo haze. Therefore, I broke into the Surrender, Dorothy vault to bring you this view into December 22, 2005, when my sleep nightmares were peaking and my daughter was around 18 months old. I write this after sleeping 7 hours straight after one wake-up. It hasn't completely gone away, but it's definitely eased off. So, there's that.

I always wanted to breastfeed, although I'm not sure why. I wasn't breastfed, nor my was my mother or grandmother, so it wasn't something I'd ever seen or heard about in my own family. I just knew, long before my husband and I decided to conceive our first child, that I wanted to breastfeed.

As soon as my husband and I returned from our honeymoon in May, the questions started. "So when are you going to have a baby?" "Is it baby time yet?" "How 'bout them Red Sox ... and are you pregnant yet or what?"

I use to be a child. Some say a curious child. No, that is understatement. I was a damn Class A question box. Most children pass through that intensive questioning stage of development. I was not one of them. That sucker attached itself to me and will not let me go without “the answer.”  It has been a blessing, a curse and a guaranteed path to adventure.

I suppose it's newsworthy that a 70-year-old woman, Omkari Panwar of Muzaffarnagar, India, has given birth to twins. On the other hand, last year the story was that a 60-year-old woman from New Jersey gave birth to twins. We talked about that here at BlogHer, and so, we've had the "what is too old to bear children" debate already.

NBC's new reality show "The Baby Borrowers" takes five teenage couples through a crash course in adulthood tasking them with responsibilities such as a house payment, a job, and for three days, the care of a baby (and later, a toddler, pre-teen and elderly person). Many bloggers and others are up in arms over infants being separated from their parents for so long for a so-called "social experiment" saying it is irresponsible television and some have even called it child abuse.

News you can misuse is a beautiful thing. Take this study that the UK's Times reported as "Curvy women are cleverer too" in November 2007. At CNN this weekend, the lead for this same story suggests that curvier women may take comfort in this research and not torture themselves with weight loss resolutions for the new year. Its tag is the study suggests "curvier women are smarter and have smarter kids too." Do you believe this stuff?

Every Baby Has a Story is the latest online offering from the March of Dimes. (Remember Share Your Story last year?)

The yoga studio where I volunteer just started a six-week workshop to enhance fertility. Apparently this isn't a new idea. And call me - single, thirtysomething, would sure like to be a mom, why yes, me - crazy, because I thought for a minute that I might drop in, because you can't be too prepared when the time comes. But what if it doesn't? I don't know if I can have children, because I've never tried. And I've never tried because I never connected with a man who wanted to try along with me, and I haven't yet been ready to do it on my own.