Sometime in the 1 o’clock hour the other night, a child began crying for me. Well, no, it wasn’t crying, exactly. It was screaming bloody murder. I have always been a little impressed when a parent can go from fast asleep dreaming to racing down the hall- both to tend to the restless child, but … [Read more...] about This mothering life? Harder Than I Ever Imagined.
I was already awake, but barely, when Brennan walked into my room at 1:00 in the morning last night. See, I had had a bad dream and was just beginning to talk myself down- it was after all just a dream, a silly dream, of course I didn’t lose my wedding rings. As dreams tend to go I don’t know why … [Read more...] about Sometimes Mothering Is Hard
Lane and I have been laughing lately at my "mommyisms." See, there are a handful of phrases that I keep in my back pocket and use regularly as the right situation arrises. They are phrases that I have either picked up along the way or have heard other mamas I respect use with their own … [Read more...] about 8 phrases that help me in my parenting
It's all hard. Every ounce of it. The very nature of the situation demands everything you've got, even when you have nothing left to give. They need you because they need you. Their day deliriously rotates around princess dresses and train tracks and apple slices and board books. Their world … [Read more...] about parenting is hard.
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
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 :::