Tweet I saw the scene playing out in the family room. I kept to my business in the dining room while I listened to Astrid speak to her sisters. I kept my hands busy, my eyes diverted, but my ears were very busy listening and my mind was spinning, hoping that no one would seek…
Tweet I remember the last time I told my story. It was over a year ago and I was sitting next to Heather on a three hour airplane ride. She had her newborn nursing baby and her brilliance with her and I had my humor with me and together we made the flight go by…
Tweet I met these young people about nine and half years ago. We were all new parents with babies ranging in age from six weeks to three months. We all showed up on a cold January evening with babies bundled in their car seats, diaper bags overstuffed, and eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep. (We…
Tweet How many times this week did you feel you came up short with your kids? You reacted wrong? You yelled instead of reasoned? You laughed at them? You hurt their feelings? You just really didn’t have the right words to say? They cannot believe that YOU – the one person who must know it…
Tweet I will admit right now that I spoil Astrid. I will also say that I am not alone in this indulging venture. She has three other eager spoilers at her beck and call. Perhaps it is the lot of the baby to be spoiled – so many mothers at hand to attend to her…
Tweet I welcomed the water bottle that greeted my lips as I sat up for the first time again. The small sip turned into a gulp and then my insatiable thirst emptied the bottle. I looked down at my newborn daughter – just hours old and I was quenched. Satiated. Content. She snuggled to my…
Tweet Astrid started crying at 5pm today. She was done. After a 4:45am wake-up time, and a lame attempt at a 20 minute nap. She was done. But we were at ballet. So she screamed and screamed and screamed until ballet was over. Then she screamed and screamed and screamed all the way home. Then…
Tweet I am not quite sure what has happened the last few months – but what I see is YOU changing from a baby to a full blown toddler. So I spent most of the day nibbling on your cheeks(yes both kinds) and squeezing you too tightly and trying to make you giggle. I know…
Tweet Eloise was sad last week and she involuntarily moved to my lap for comfort. Strange how that felt already at just 7 years old. She is long and angular and bony. Her limps don’t fold up and mold into a place in my lap. Her lean body hangs over the sides, her feet touch…
Tweet I shop at Target. Not surprising. I fit their demographic. I cannot leave Target without spending at least $100, even if I just stopped by for the $8.99 Northern bath tissue jumbo pack on sale. It is a drug. We all know that. We sign up for it and give basically hand over our…
Tweet I leave the room to put a load of laundry in or cook dinner or go to the bathroom. All goes quiet and I know she is into something. Nearly every time I return, she is here, in the hallway, in front of the mirror, pulling out all of her sisters headbands, bows, necklaces,…
Tweet I wrote this email to a friend yesterday, whose husband is an optometrist.. Here is my dilemma…and why I put off going to the doctor, eye doctor, dentist, stylist, why I don’t get pedicures, my hair is gray and I haven’t had a haircut in 1 year since my stylist who made house calls…
Tweet xoxo, t P.S. And what does it say about my readers when my post about my cat’s birthday gets more comments than my post about my sweet baby? It means y’all are a very strange bunch. I am so glad you are here.
Tweet Oh about a month ago, I wrote a post about one of my favorite books. It was my intention at the time to start a new weekly Friday post called “Friday Favorites” – just random things that I love – as a mom, a woman, a human, etc. (No one is paying me(ha –…
Tweet You take your baby to the playground for the first time. You remember that day – they were about 9 months old and you pushed them gently in the baby swing, making small talk with the new mom beside you, scanning the playground. Looking at your future. You watch the parents of the 2…
Tweet That is Astrid’s call to us constantly. She is crawling and she is stuck. She is mad. She is left in the room alone and crawls to find us after screaming her displeasure of being left. She is outside and is putting every leaf and grass blade in her mouth and she needs constant…
