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 Hardest Part.
When I wrote The hardest post I've ever written, I wrote about my struggles with peri- and postpartum depression. But in it, I proclaimed that the hardest part of the hardest post was having to type the following words: I can no longer have children. In it I also wrote how incredibly grateful I am for having ...
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 ...
And Not in the Mariah Carey Way.
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 ...
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