There are times when I find it difficult to find the words to type. Other times, they just come pouring out. Like a flood. I write this post from a chair in my parents' living room, in my dad's XL sweatshirt, reeling. Tears are starting to form in my eyes. Like a flood. *** This week we had historic rains. When we ...
Yes.
Today was another full day of soaking rain. After I picked up my daughter at 1 we kept busy drawing in the sunroom, building with Magnetic tiles from loving "aunts" and making a run to the drive-through for some donuts; Vanilla with rainbow sprinkles. But as four o'clock set in, and the rain continued to pelt mercilessly on our roof ...
“Paint the Rain”, a snapshot .
One category that I have not written much in as of late is Teacher Mama. That is because for this academic year my primary job is working in the home. I will resume teaching in June, and I am so excited to do so, but I do miss my kids and the special moments that they provide. Today, ...
Lindsay Docherty Photography
I've written and raved before about the magic and beauty and romance that is Lindsay Docherty Photography. Here is the final installment of my journey with Lindsay. Let me be clear in saying this: This is not a sponsored post. These photos are not c/o her business. I am writing about the phenomenal Lindsay Docherty because she ...
Time, A Haiku.
Time, could you please slow? You're moving in fast motion I cannot keep up.
Aprils.
It seems that time is going by at warp speed. My baby had his half birthday. Things are flying. And so I decided to take a look back. On this date in April 2010 I had just become a mother six days prior. It was my third day home from the hospital. I was learning to nurse ...
Happy half birthday.
Today, my son turned six months old. His half birthday. I had such a hard time finding the words that I wanted to use to express how I am feeling. I want to do him justice. But these six months, man, they've changed my entire life. And without a doubt, this little (huge) guy has changed my life for ...
The truth is,
as I said yesterday, the days are still hard. I go to sleep very early every night in order to try to feel rested and to give my brain time to heal. But I dread it. I dread going to sleep because then it will be tomorrow, and tomorrow means my husband leaves and tomorrow means I'm ...
Some women get flowers,
but this evening, after a particularly long day, I found this on my pillow: Yes, friends. That would be a giant, all knot soft pretzel, with which I shall break Passover. Now that's love.
With my two hands.
Today was an unusual day. I got a call from my husband when he went to drop our daughter at school and he told me that school was closed for Passover. I raced to the car and met them, and picked up my daughter and he went off to work. He was a bit annoyed. Not at ...
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