Here I am. I'm back from a wri-atus of sorts. You see, it was nearly a month ago now that I made the decision to close the door to this chapter. Not because I didn't love writing my "ever after". I did. I loved chronicling my days with my little one; I loved the intimate relationship I was able to develop ...
Oh yes, sweet darlin’
Today, I cried while slow dancing with my little girl. We were listening to a very special CD, For Our Children, and as we swayed back and forth to Carole King singing "Child of Mine", I began to cry. You see, I am getting a bit wistful, a tad sentimental, about this whole "My newborn baby is actually now one-whole-year-old ...
Then and Now
This is what love looked like in 2006 This is what love looked like last month. Our love has grown up with us. And hey, we grew a baby together. And perhaps our love has grown a bit more wrinkly with age, and grown to need glasses, and maybe it's grown some wear around the seams, but oh, how our love has grown.
Speaking of birthdays,
I have yet to share the details of Birthdaypalooza, (which, of course, included lots of kisses and lots and lots of cake. And cupcakes.) like the fact that we spent my birthday weekend in New York City. It was magic. Or, as some may say, it was the icing on the cupcake. It was the perfect day. This year, my birthday meant ...
On my daughter’s Birthday,
I expected to take her to the zoo. Or to a kiddie theme park. Or to a parade, in her honor. I expected to dress her in a tutu. I expected to eat cake for breakfast, lunch and dinner. But, my daughter's birthday was the day of the first Passover Seder. So, on my daughter's birthday, we visited my ...
Some things you’ve missed:
Things have a bit quiet here in the Land of Mom. Well, not in the Land of Mom, but here in the cyberland version of Ever After. It's not that I haven't had what to share; quite the opposite, in fact. I have a million posts composed on my Blackberry, scribbled down on note paper and in my ...
On this Saturday night last year,
this was happening. My water broke, my contractions were three minutes apart, my mom and dad and husband and I were crowded in a small, somewhat scary delivery room, as we braced ourselves to meet our girl. Tonight, I split a piece of pizza with my daughter, and made two dozen cupcakes, and constructed my girl's favorite character out of fondant, and my mom ...
One-der
One year ago today, on a cloudy Saturday, much like this one, my day would prove to be my last on earth P.M.; Pre-Mommy. My birth story, though already begun, was far from over. But I did not know that, yet. All I knew was that I was ready to meet my little darling. This morning, I spent much of an hour ...
Birthdaypalooza
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 ...
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