When my daughter was a baby, I used to buy these little plastic table covers. If we were ever to eat out at a restaurant, I would first sanitize the high chair and then I would lay out two or three of these sticky plastic placemats on the table, so that her reaching radius was ...
When I peed on that stick–all I didn’t know, 2.0
When my daughter was just shy of 18 months old I wrote about all of the things that I didn't know when I had first decided to become a mother. How that list has grown. Since that time I have learned about RSV and nebulizers, I have learned about cheerios vs. puffs, Disney Junior as opposed to Nick Junior... the ...
Boy am I in for it.
Daughter: "Mommy, who is your best friend EVER?" Beat Me: "Daddy is." Daughter: "That was the wrong guess. I'll give you another try. Here. She's four years old and she's beautiful and she's amazing. Now can you guess?" But I'll just say that if she wants to deem me her best friend for life, I'll take it.
One of the greatest joys of being a mother
is growing and showing and teaching love. Captured from the baby monitor, my daughter heard my son's early morning coos, saw that we were still asleep and went in to cuddle him. Happy Mother's Day, indeed. (p.s. Yes, she's in a tutu)
“You’ve got me and I’ve got you,”
said my daughter, and she cuddled up to her brother under our covers this morning. #team
#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 ...
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