"Does that stethoscope really work?" he asked, his blue, marble-like eyes widening. "Of course! I am a real doctor," I said, straightening the lab coat I had gotten made for his Halloween birthday party. I'd had it embroidered with "Meredith Grey M.D. F.A.C.S." to wear along with my scrubs, messy bun, Grey + Sloan Memorial Hospital ID badge, and converse ...
In August, I told my son about the fact that I'd had severe postpartum depression after he was born. I did not use those words, of course; rather, I told him that "I got a little sad" and he understood it and did not understand it and it was a pretty good balance. In January, my book came out and I ...
This is a post about a music class. Except, it's really not. While I will share with you about our incredible experience at Songs for Seeds (the Wayne location!), this post is about so much more; parenting, music, human connection and Abba. Not necessarily in that order. Fact #1: If you have spent any time on this blog, you will ...
It only took one year of trying! Exactly one year ago, I published this post entitled "I do not know how to toilet train my son." I swear that I wrote a follow-up post to the original, but I cannot seem to find it. I did, however, write a more recent post involving my son and the toilet, but ...
I remember when I wrote this post -- about the autumn leaves crunching under my feet and the smell of firewood in the air. I remember it so vividly, yet it was over six years ago, when my daughter was not even six months old. She was just starting to speak, as she was an incredibly early (and eager) ...
Dear Son, In thinking of this post I will be honest in that I couldn't shake the feeling that I had written you a letter like this before on this very site. That there was another post called "Dear Son" and my search just now confirmed my suspicions; almost two years ago I wrote you a ...
Happy 33rd Birthday, Dear K. It is now officially 12:00am on January 19 and I just whispered "Happy Birthday" to you, as I watch you sleep beside me. (I realize that I am currently breaking our electronics curfew, but I am hopeful to earn back my privileges with copious amounts of cake.) Also, I literally just spent 10 ...
Last night my daughter decided to dress as the Disney Princess for whom she was named... wearing an old Halloween costume... from when she was six months old. Now, my daughter is amazing; she is an old soul, so precocious and astute; But man, is she stubborn. And insists on method acting. So if she is playing Peter Pan, I ...
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