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 ...

Love (notes) and marriage.

This evening, as my husband was putting the baby to bed, I went down to the basement to go through our belongings. I am cleaning things out because (gasp!) we are planning to move. But that's another story for another day. So in an effort to purge all things (I) deemed unnecessary, I took a few moments ...

Sweet little thing.

Early morning, on a walk to the bakery. The bells on the shoppe door jingled and sang as we escaped from the sunny heat to the cool, sugary air. We held her up to the displays; row of confections all covered in pastels and powdered sugar and gold leaves. She pointed to what she fancied: One Blueberry Macaron, please. (And a Madeleine, just  ...

On Peace.

This afternoon, on a walk down our street, my daughter held her two fingers in the air (as she has been known to do) and said, "Peace, man." To whom, I don't know. I like to think it was to every man. But that's just me. And her gesture got me thinking about words and concepts like peace and equality and how I ...

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 ...

To my original little girl,

my sister: Today, you graduated from Graduate School with your Master's degree and I could not be more proud. As you are about to start your first job, a real job, an amazing job, I can't help but to gasp as I realize you are now grown up. The hours we spent in your little, pink Laura Ashley bedroom, playing hairdresser as "Sherry Shamu" ...