Two years after two lines.

Would you like to hear something funny? This morning, my husband had brunch with the members of his "eating club", as a farewell to the current Four Seasons breakfast before the hotel changes it's location. He, my dad, my brousins, my dad's best friend since high school and his sons have formed "The E-Street Supper Club" ...

To see the stars.

"Look! Look! Look out my window! I can see a star!" My daughter was pressed up against her bedroom windowpane, her brother by her side, following her motions and mimicking her enthusiasm. I was folding laundry on her floor, my husband was out picking up Chinese Takeout and the kids were playing on the chairs by the ...

In sickness and in health.

We were huddled together, sharing a tiny bed in the ER hallway, as the hospital was so crowded that there were no spare rooms. I was wearing a gown and motorcycle boots and he made a headrest for himself with his coat, so that he could lean against the nurse's station. We couldn't see most ...

Be there and be square.

I made it no secret on here (and in my life) that I was quite nervous about expanding our family. We were a perfect triangle. I remember taking an autumn trip to the beach house with the fairy godparents and sitting on the couch for hours, literally, listing the reasons why I was scared to have another ...

I have so much.

This weekend was the first that the fierce cold really whipped me in the bones. It has been dancing around, and gotten close, but this weekend it hit me, and got under my skin. We spent most of the time holed up at home, in our cozy fuzzy living room. When we went outside for some brief ...

The Magnificent Seven, The Son Edition.

Looking back, I found the note I wrote to my daughter when she turned seven months, a love letter detailing milestones in her life and expressing my profound love. Today is my son's seventh month birthday, and so, for him I shall do the same. Dearest baby, My sweetness; My light. Today you are seven months old. A magnificent ...

The Hardest Part.

When I wrote The hardest post I've ever written, I wrote about my struggles with peri- and postpartum depression. But in it, I proclaimed that the hardest part of the hardest post was having to type the following words: I can no longer have children. In it I also wrote how incredibly grateful I am for having ...

A second.

The time has arrived. The questions have commenced. I've seen the looks. I've caught the half-second-too-long-glances lingering over my mid-section (nope, sorry, it's just the chicken burritos, thank you very much.) People want to know when we're going to have a second child. They wonder. They whisper. They ask. And the answer is... Not yet. Fooled ya, didn't I?! But, it's a valid questions. ...

Want to hear something weird?

This week, it will be exactly 2 years since my little girl found her way into my belly. I like to think that she got there riding on the back of a tiny, rainbow Unicorn, but this has yet to be confirmed to me. I can't wait until she's a little older so that I can ask her! So, ...

August 3, for me.

Today, as I sat on the brightly colored rug on my classroom floor, bouncing two 3-year-olds, as I sang about "Mr. Golden Sun", I was struck with an amazing realization; You see, it was exactly a year ago, in exactly the same room, that I first stood up, and felt a rush of dizziness. I felt funny. At the time, I told my coworker, ...