in the sandwich department; I know I need not tell you, as it is abundantly clear that this is a ghost cream cheese sandwich with Nutella eyes. And I also know that I am an amazing artist.
Go team.
Something amazing just happened. It was one of those slightly hectic moments in my daily routine, during which time I take both kids out of the car, unpack my daughter's backpack, unpack her lunch bag, clean out her lunch bag, put away any groceries or things I've picked up... and as I was doing all of that, ...
Mother of the year.
It may be chaos over here. I may have let the dog out and forgotten to let her in and now can't move because the baby finally fell asleep on me. I may hear my daughter rummaging through the pantry and trying to figure out if she can figure out how to let the dog ...
Grateful.
This morning my heart is overflowing. I don't know how to begin. Last night, my husband and I hosted a political fundraiser for a friend who is running for State Representative in the area. It was our first time hosting such an event, and it was incredibly special. It was also the debut of...wait for it...my new band. ...
A Birth Story-My Sequel: Part 3
When we left off, I was being wheeled into the OR in the afternoon for a surprise C-Section, 4 days early, at 38.5 weeks and scared as hell. I am a very superstitious person and look for signs all around me. During the scary, unknown part of my first unexpected C-Section with my daughter, I was feeling helpless and ...
Anniversary
Last week, we celebrated our Anniversary. I have so much to say, but don't quite know how... except for this: Four years ago, life looked like this: And this year, on our anniversary, it looked like this: And today, it looks like this: Ever after, for always and love love love is still all I need.
Good Vibrations
In recent weeks, I have had the privilege of watching as my daughter's obsession with music has soared to new heights. She sings along to the radio. She writes her own songs ("Sunglasses. I want sunglassES on right NOW. Doggie wears sunglassES TOO. Mommy, sunglassES! Wear sunglassES to Zeydie's offICE!") She plays notes on the piano in time and turns ...
Oh Happy (Mother’s) Day.
Oh happy day, indeed. In the 23 months since I first began keeping this "baby book", I have worked towards defining what it means to be a mother. From scary moments to celebration, dance parties to dress-up dates, these small snapshots fit together to paint a cubist picture of a concept that is so precious, so dynamic, so colorful that it is ...
Sorry. It’s been a few.
I apologize for my wri-atus. BUT, I thought this was a sweet return. And don't worry; more ma-ma-ma-more to come.
She’s a bad mama (pa)jama.
Watching my kid as she dances around the living room, belting out "Oh Yoko", while wearing her footsie pjs and a faux leopard hat, I know that his memory most certainly is a blessing.
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