An emotional day.

Today was a pretty good day, despite the fact that my daughter was home sick with a bad cough and fever. I had fun with my kids and delighted in their (our) love for each other. I had at least a handful of moments where I would catch eyes with my son and smile and he ...

i’MHERE.

Something interesting happened to me this week; my iPhone stopped working. It was on Thursday, New Year's Day, and one minute it was sending and receiving texts (despite being shattered and an eyesore) and the next minute the screen became completely dysfunctional. I could not use it at all, which meant that I could not swipe ...

A tiny, little, amazing story.

Today, as I unloaded from school pick up, doing my normal routine of getting my daughter out of the passenger side of the car, slinging her backpack over my shoulder, walking her around the car to my side where I get her brother out in his incredibly heavy infant carrier, when my daughter said, "Wait. I want to see ...

When it rains…

The past few weeks have been trying. I have felt overwhelmed. And sometimes lonely. And sometimes scared. It has been hard. For reasons that I have written about on here and for other reasons that I have not. And I have not chosen to share certain things because I like to use this space to express my gratitude, and to talk about ...

“Oh, look out you rock ‘n rollers”

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMQ0Ryy01yE]   There were a lot of changes-- a lot of new-- in the land of mom this week. Having a lot to be thankful for also comes with some major adjustments. "For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else." I didn't write that. Ralph Waldo Emerson did. And, he's right. Obviously. He's Ralph Waldo Emerson, and ...

Oh,

and in case you thought that my Nanny missed out on all of the fun on what she once told me was her very favorite holiday.... She most certainly did not.

Pennies from heaven

If you know me, you know that I have a thing for feathers. They mean something to me; they serve as signs from the Universe and they remind me that my lost loved ones are near. They are a part of my deeply superstitious nature, and I believe in their power. But, feathers are not the only symbols that have ...

and giving thanks

Today, I will be watching the first snowflakes fall, baking brownies, staying in PJs, having dance parties to holiday tunes, kissing my baby's little nose, kissing my baby's little toes, lingering over my blueberry bagel with butter, sharing laughter with treasured family members, watching the parades, remembering this day last year, telling the people in my life how much they mean to me, crawling around with my ...

“hope is the thing with feathers…”

I believe in angels. I don’t mean that I believe in the winged icons that hang with halos as holiday ornaments. I believe in benevolent forces, the spirits of those we’ve loved and lost, that watch over us, protect us and guide us through our days.   When I’ve needed help, or dug down deep for strength, I’ve been ...