When I peed on that stick, and, miracle of all miracles, got two lines to appear, I knew that I wanted to be a mother. I knew that my life was only beginning and that in living my dream, I would find joy and love like I'd never before imagined. Yes. I knew all of that. But then, there were ...
It was bound to happen…
My poor little angel face. She was up during the night with a fever. Boooooooooo. Nothing makes a mama sadder than a sick little chick. But, I can't say our day has been a total wash; We got to lie on the floor together, consumed in fits of giggles; We got to bundle up in fleece jackets and breathe in the ...
Oh, hey! Look at what I just so happened to find in the trash can!
When you become a parent , you learn the art of flexibility. Of compromise. Things will always evolve, inconsistency becomes the only constant, and "right" and "wrong" no longer exist, as all absolutes fade into a spectrum of gray. Except, of course, for this. This is never ok. (**Note to self: If ever again, you should hear "Shoe! Uh-oh!" from some faraway ...
I remember remembering.
On this day, we still remember. On this day,we pray for the future. On this day, we "imagine all the people living life in peace". May peace be with you.
Gee, I really love you…
Today, my little girl and I had a mission on our hands: We had to pick up a very special dress for a very special someone's very special day. (ohemgeemybestieisgettingmarriedintwomonthsahhhhh!!!) So, despite the flooding rains, baby girl and I donned our slickers, rubbed some Moroccan Hair Oil through our tresses, and braved the elements, in the pursuit of our ...
Baby and Me.
When I watch my little girl as she carries her baby dolls around, kissing them, holding them so gently, rocking them in her arms saying "Niiiiii. Niiiii." (Nice.), feeding them bites of her chicken and sips of her milk, as she says, "Num! Nummy!" and clucks her tongue, mimicking how to eat and drink... As I watch my little girl showing ...
All Shook Up/Today I learned…
...today I learned that when I think my greatest afternoon angst will come from deciding between a Fig Newton or an Oreo for lunch dessert, that I may, soon, be sorely mistaken. I learned that earthquakes are scary. Really freakin' scary. I learned that when I'm really freakin' scared, I still need my mom. I learned that an afternoon ...
Before I had a kid,
I was the neatest mom ever. I always had time to straighten my hair and my car was clean and crumb free. Last night, as I loaded my little girl into her carseat, I noticed that my backseat is now overflowing with books and toys, laced with cheerio crumbs and decapitated goldfish remnants, and filled with things like stray ...
Logic(, logically.)
Baby: More! Mommy: No. Baby: More! Mommy: No! Baby: More! More! Mommy: No. No! Baby: Moooooorrree. Mommy: Ok. One more time. Because, really, how can you argue with someone who smells like Teddy Grahams and has your face and calls you "Mommy" (especially when what she wants "more" of is just to be swung around in the air by you, as you both laugh ...
“My sweet baby…”
Tonight, as we headed up to baby's bed time, she crawled up the stairs, as I crawled, trailing one step behind her, this song came on the radio station that filled our house. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J69J18yMv-0] So yes, we were crawling, on the floor, and we were not exactlydancing, but with a face smeared with dark chocolate, my girl was certainly dirty. While it may not have ...
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