I Know This Baby Is Our Last and It’s Bittersweet
Three is our magic number. It always has been. It feels like the perfect number of kids for us. Everyone…
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Three is our magic number. It always has been. It feels like the perfect number of kids for us. Everyone…
Continue ReadingThe baby of our family is no longer a baby. She turned five this year. She talks a mile a minute,…
Continue ReadingMy childhood and teen years were scarred by a terrible injustice, or so I thought at the time. It seemed…
Continue Reading“Mom, it says here in the parenting magazine that by five months, babies should be responding when you call their…
Continue ReadingEvery time could be the last time in the toy aisle. I spent over an hour with this kid walking…
Continue ReadingYou lie peacefully cuddled up against my freshly new C-section scar. A C-section was definitely not part of the plan.…
Continue ReadingOoh, my youngest. He is still a baby. Isn't he? I mean, he might be seven now, but in my…
Continue ReadingAlmost every single night for the last six years my daughter has fallen asleep on my shoulder while twirling my…
Continue ReadingThere’s something to be said about your youngest. You know he’s your last. Your last diaper change. Your last bottle.…
Continue Reading1. They don't share. AT ALL. You are pretty sure you will be working on this until they are in…
Continue ReadingDear sweet last child (aka baby number five), I look around this joint and feel I owe you an apology.…
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