The slide may have grown, and you may have grown, but you will always, always be my baby.
Four.
Dear Daughter, Today you turn four years old. Everyone around me seems to be saying, "Can you believe she is four? It seems she was just born." And in some ways I agree. It's strange to think that I am the parent of a four year old. That sounds grown up to me. But I cherish the fact ...
10 Recent Moments of Kindness
This afternoon, while the baby napped, I had a moment to catch up on a favorite blog of mine, Emphasis Added, a story that I have been following for years now. She is in the midst of a personal horror; while on vacation, there was a terrible flood in her house and almost everything in her ...
“Tears Dry On Their Own”
As I mentioned over on 511, today I took a little trip to Anthropologie. There I found some very cool things for the body and home but I also found something for my soul; As I walked through the store, pushing the stroller, I heard a song come on, one I'd never heard before, and it made ...
#team
This morning, as we slept and my daughter played quietly as instructed, she heard the baby start to stir in his room. Instead of waking us, she went in there, used a stool to turn on his light, covered him in her baby blanket and started talking and singing to him. I woke up to the sound of both of ...
This thing that happens.
There's this thing that happens with your dear mommy friends. You have babies and you don't know what the hell you're doing, so you lean on each other. You make calls like "Do you think it's OK to feed the baby a stage 3 food a week early?" or "Is it OK for the baby to sleep in ...
Mommy tip for a rainy day:
When the skies are gray and the rain is a'fallin', and you're singing with your kid, and she asks, "Why didn't the old man get up in the morning?" You say, "Because he got up in the afternoon." I know. You can thank me later.
Magic with Lindsay Docherty (Another Sneak Peak)
Originally published on 511 Ever After Another little taste of my magical experience with Lindsay Docherty. Her ability to get down on my daughter’s level, both literally and figuratively, amazed me. She put my daughter at great ease, and she was instantly comfortable with Lindsay in our home and a camera in her space. We decided to hang ...
Let me just set the scene:
It's 6:30 and I have been in and out of the tail end of my slumber for the last half hour. My daughter's light has been on since 6. We've now instructed her to play in her room when she wakes until we come and get her. She was quiet, but I heard her voice, so I assumed ...
Spring Break.
Please hear me as I say, loud and clear, I love my children. I live for them. I miss them when they are not with me. When I dine at a restaurant without them, I feel like something is missing. When I pick up my daughter from school each day, I exhale, feeling peace that we are reunited. ...
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