Through the flame of a flickering and sparkly little blue number three and surrounded by loved ones singing that cute and slightly overused tune (namely, because he asked for us to sing it every day of his birthday-week, multiple times),…
Six:: A Pretty in Pink Pony Party
Six years ago I was shaky and terrified, happy and full of tears, in love and exhausted. Six years ago I became a mama, with a tiny little 6 pound 1 ounce baby laid across my chest, wanting me, needing…
Two
As I type, it hurts to write. But it’s the good kind. I’m caught up in a swirl of raw emotion of the fact that at this very moment, two years ago, I was in the final stretch of labor and…
Supermodel vs. Superhero… the beginning, and a look behind the lens
We should have a model party! The excitement squeaked out between her words as we sat cuddled on the couch together captivated by our late night indulgence, America’s Next Top Model. That was months ago, and after many things, like…
The Big One
I stare at the screen through tired eyes, the same story playing itself out like muscle memory after every trip and subsequent return home… start to unpack, laundry, homeschool a lesson on writing letters, give extra kisses and hugs goodnight,…
The Half Birthday
I’m amazed that it’s only been six short months, half a year, since this little one has graced us with his delicious presence. Today, this delightful, chaotic, beautiful, weird, pleasant, crazy, normal day, was my little guy’s half year mark….
