Spoon

This morning, I woke up to my son snuggling into me. I moved around and, despite my best efforts, roused him from a dream. He looked up at me and he smiled. It was early, the sun not yet commanding the sky, and I told him to go back to sleep. "Can I be your little cub?" he ...

Why am I so scared?

Dear friend, I hope this finds you well. Or, you know, as well as possible during this time. I hope you are finding yourself with as much health, both physical and mental, as one can muster. This time is (well, I don’t want to be trite, and refer to this time as “unprecedented” so I will, instead, use ...

At peace

I thought of something, today. Something that I do not think you know about me: when I feel most at peace. If you were ever to ask me this question, I think that my initial, instinctual answer would be something like, "When my whole family is together under one roof, all safe and accounted for, I feel most ...

déjà vu

(Editor's Note: This post was originally composed on Monday, December 19. Writing had to be postponed* which accounts for any confusion as I refer to "today" as "Monday" when it is, now, Tuesday. Many thanks!) Today, I had a massive case of déjà vu, and not necessarily for the best reasons. I am really fascinated by the concept of ...

I DO know how to toilet train my son!

It only took one year of trying! Exactly one year ago, I published this post entitled "I do not know how to toilet train my son." I swear that I wrote a follow-up post to the original, but I cannot seem to find it. I did, however, write a more recent post involving my son and the toilet, but ...

I have to help myself first right now

I just experienced something very strange. I picked up my son from school today and from the moment he put his little hand in mine he was asking about his toy ice cream truck. This was the toy that he was focused on playing with today (not the school bus, not the microwave, not Peppa, but the ...

I am proud

I am many things this morning. One is proud. That is not easy to write; in all honesty, I have almost chickened out of this post entirely a few times. But I am going to try. This is not a post about all of the things and people who are making me proud in my life right now. Let ...

All the feelings.

It has been a little too long since I've last written, and that is because I have started and stopped this post (in my head, on paper and on this keyboard) time and time again, but unable to get it out of my heart and onto the page or screen or full consciousness. This past week ...

I was such a bad mom

(featured image above is from last Thursday, when I also felt like a bad mom.) Today, I cried. I cried a lot. I cried to people including, but not limited to, my mom, two car salesmen at the car dealership and my dietician. I was feeling so guilty. I felt like such a bad mom. And then, this evening, I ...

Happy Valentine’s Day

Some stories are long. They make for long posts. Some stories feel long. And they are so exhausting that they make for short posts. This one is the latter. *** I have written so much about Valentine's Day over the years; I have written about love and gratitude; I have told stories of our past; Last year's post was particularly fun (and reminds me ...