The woman that we invited into our world said that in our girls' eyes, I am the heavy one and Daddy is the good one. To our girl, to the one that I carried as she grew and she kicked, the one whose owies I kiss away when she feels brave, the one whose bangs I brush out of her eyes... to that … [Read more...] about on being a mama when love feels heavy
being a mama
and so i held my baby
She fell asleep in my arms today. My littlest, my baby. Her head resting in the crook of my elbow, her 15-month-old legs dangling across my thighs. Her pink blankie tucked all around her face, just the way she likes. She fell asleep in my arms, just so. She never really was a baby to do that. … [Read more...] about and so i held my baby
::: a letter to my daughter on her 3rd birthday :::
My baby, my big girl. In our three years together, this is what I know to be true about you. * Your life is an exclamation point. You fully experience all of life. You are simply all in. You feel every moment fiercely, you live each day fully. * You are adventurous, and always have … [Read more...] about ::: a letter to my daughter on her 3rd birthday :::
The Mommy Wars: I am Both.
It's the end of a long day. I am tired. We're sitting at the dinner table, I'm sipping wine that I poured at 4:59 pm. I'm maxed out, unable to hold much of a conversation. Before I know it, I feel tears trickle down my cheeks. That's just how my body handles stress, it always has; tears … [Read more...] about The Mommy Wars: I am Both.
Postcard Scrapbook
Each of my sisters and I have a keepsake from our childhood that I have always treasured. My parents had the brilliant idea to get us a postcard from the places we visited growing up and clip them together in a flip book. It's the smartest way to scrapbook without even having to scrapbook. I … [Read more...] about Postcard Scrapbook