I’m Seeing the World Anew Through My Daughter’s Eyes
When Covid hit, I moved my Goldendoodle, Tod, my 8-month pregnant self, and far too much other stuff from the…
Continue ReadingWhen Covid hit, I moved my Goldendoodle, Tod, my 8-month pregnant self, and far too much other stuff from the…
Continue Reading"Dada" is my favorite word. Not necessarily my son’s favorite word. I think that might be “book” or “ball.” But…
Continue ReadingNeither of us knew it would be the last time. Like so many transitions we’ve made, I spent months contemplating…
Continue ReadingWhen the diaper days are done, I won't watch chunky little things waddle around the kitchen or big blue eyes…
Continue ReadingWhen my son was a baby, he loved to be held, just like most babies. He was my miracle baby…
Continue ReadingTonight I rocked you. It wasn't the plan, and it hadn't been the routine in over a year. But as…
Continue ReadingThe first few nights, and truthfully weeks, of your life are a blur to me. I remember leaving the hospital…
Continue ReadingI've heard that one should not cry in front of your toddler, but today I couldn't hold it together. The…
Continue Reading“Three boys? That’s so sad!” That’s what someone said to me last week, as she looked upon the smiling faces…
Continue ReadingThe newborn pajama set was hidden in the middle of the rack of toddler shirts. I was looking for a…
Continue ReadingToday was hard. It was long. Like one of those in the trenches of motherhood posts you read by women…
Continue ReadingRight now, “no” is her favorite word. Isn’t it every toddler’s favorite word? We chuckle when they say no all…
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