Happy 33rd Birthday, Dear K. It is now officially 12:00am on January 19 and I just whispered "Happy Birthday" to you, as I watch you sleep beside me. (I realize that I am currently breaking our electronics curfew, but I am hopeful to earn back my privileges with copious amounts of cake.) Also, I literally just spent 10 ...
Where to begin? I sit here, hands tracing the keys of my laptop, but I don't know how to start our story; to really tell our story in a way that will do it justice. It probably won't make sense to anyone else. But it does to us, so I guess that is all that ...
I figured I should dig these up from the ol' archives. The Birth Story, as told in 5 Chapters. Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5–A Happy Ending Read 'em and weep, folks. Read 'em and weep.
I may have mentioned that my baby girl and I have birthdays exactly one week apart. In fact, my mom and I were both given the same due date when we were pregnant. My little one just happened to decide to stick around in the womb for an extra week, so she was born at 40 ...
To Me!! Is it wrong for me to say that? My Pop Pop said it with a voice-mail message; My sister said it with a Facebook post; My mom said it with a phone-call; but, my husband's way of saying it took the cake.. or.... cookie. On my 1/2 birthday last year, I came home to a fantastic smelling house, and this little masterpiece, sitting ...
5 minutes apart, Lasting for 1 minute, Occuring for 1 hour. The magic formula, for contractions. Once you’ve reached this labor milestone, The OB’s emergency on-call line is now at your fingertips. And I was there. I was so there. I had been having Braxton-Hicks contractions for weeks and weeks. My entire tummy would tighten up into a crazy, lopsided knot. I was actually happy ...
Once upon a time, In the land of mom, There lived a beautiful, young lady, Who was gleefully with child. One beautiful, sunny spring day, The joyful lady was doing some Spring Cleaning around her house, With the help of her bluebird and chipmunk friends, Of course, When she felt a tiny rumble in her belly. “Ooh,” she said. “It’s time.” And she smiled, her ...
Whoa, you guys. It's so weird to be here. Wild! I haven't blogged in ages (and not just because the word "blogged" is one of the most hideous words I've ever encountered. Seriously, it's bad enough as a noun, but the verb? Get out of here!); I haven't even opened this website. It's one of those things ...
When it comes to my tribe, I am so lucky. I have said it before and I will say it again. I feel so grateful that my best friends, with whom I speak to regularly, send me texts saying, "You NEED to publish a new episode of the podcast! I miss your voice!" They know my stories. They do hear my ...
I remember when I wrote this post -- about the autumn leaves crunching under my feet and the smell of firewood in the air. I remember it so vividly, yet it was over six years ago, when my daughter was not even six months old. She was just starting to speak, as she was an incredibly early (and eager) ...
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