We are not the couple who had years of wedded bliss before kids entered the picture. I mean, we’re no shotgun wedding couple either, but we had one solid (and fast) year of marriage before we heard that sweet, sweet 6 week old heartbeat, and our lives (and relationship) changed before our eyes. We are… Read More I Love You, Five Years.
One of my son’s favorite things to do is look up and find the moom. The full moom among the stars, a half moom in broad daylight, or a delicate crescent moom peeking out over the horizon. And the best part about that most gratifying search is listening to him call it out with wide… Read More Goodnight Moom
My sister had her second baby last weekend, and between her, friends, and my fellow mama community, it feels like everyone is suddenly stepping in to this 2-kid club. I am now 9 months into this craziness, and while I’m hardly seasoned, watching my sister come home with her new itty bitty, facing a new… Read More Not Easier, Less Scary
Last week, I thought I would be writing about the end of my breastfeeding journey with my daughter – and I was not OK. I am happy to say, things seem to have panned out in my favor, but it did not come without a very long moment (or weekend) of emotional weakness. And being… Read More What Doesn’t Kill You…Might Still Be Tough
Like many women, I have always found things to compare myself to. I have compared my body when mine is not the way I want, even though my body does amazing things; I have compared my marriage when we hit bumps in the road, even though our love is strong; I have compared my job… Read More Just the Reminder I Needed (A Story of Comparison)
Dolly, I know we have a lifetime together, but this moment feels like the end of an era. This week, I returned to work, and our early days as a duo have officially ended. I’ve experienced this before, after the 3 months home with your brother, but, my dear girl, this time you reaped the… Read More A Letter to my Daughter: It’s The End of an Era
“A mother’s job is to teach her children not to need her anymore. The hardest part of that job is accepting success.” (author unknown)… Read More A Letter to My Son: I Love Getting to Know You…