Cameron is sick. I’m sure of it. You see, he has a rash that has shown up on different parts of his body. He slept horribly last night and woke up with a fever. He refused to nurse. All these things lead me to believe that my baby is very ill. Unfortunately, the doctor doesn’t…
Cameron
Advent Donkey
Becoming a mother gave me a whole new perspective on the season of Advent. I shared with Mary the experienced interflow of fear and excitement as I waited in anticipation for my baby to enter this world. And now, like Mary, I am a mother hopefully waiting to see what impact my son will have…
Holy Crap and Hallelujah!
I was honestly starting to believe that this day would never come. I was so sure that I would never, ever sleep a full night ever again in my entire life. I figured that eventually Cameron would learn to sleep all night long. I mean, I wasn’t crazy enough to believe that he would be a…
Thinner Thursday: Swift Kicking
It’s that time of week again. The day that I wake up first thing in the morning with my baby, take a quick trip to the bathroom, and stand on the Wii Fit to weigh-in (while trying to keep my son from crawling all over the balance board and throwing off the weigh-in). I did…
Big Steps
Since becoming a Mom, some things have kind of changed. I’m sure people know showers as the quick burst of freshness at the beginning of an early morning to awaken the senses. Others know showers as a long, warm and luxurious quiet time to cleanse and refresh. In fact, before I e-read (and had a…
Reaching Out
I’ve pretty much accepted my role as Cameron’s #1. When he falls and bumps his head, he looks for Momma’s snuggles. When he is trying to get back to sleep at night, he relies on the comfort and consistency of my arms. When he needs someone, it is me he reaches for. I’m not complaining….
(Not So) Baby Proof
When Cameron was just a new little being, we had friends and family over to the house to show off our little guy. One couple had a son who was a year old at the time. Dan and I suddenly saw our apartment in a brand new way: as a death trap for a little, curious,…
Dear Cameron: A Love Letter to my Eight Month Old
My precious baby Cameron, On Saturday you became eight months old. It is funny thinking back eight months. I never really thought I’d have an eight month old – not because I didn’t think you’d ever get to this age, but because I am so often stuck in the constancy of the moment, despite the…
Mommy Savings Time
I eagerly signed up for this. I was excited to be a mom long before Cameron was even a possibility and I knew that I would just love motherhood. And I really do. I know, I had loads of time to prepare. Nine months is a good long time. But can you really fully prepare…
Shared Anger
When I was a child, I would get defiantly upset at being subjected to my parent’s discipline. “When I’m a parent, I am going to let my kids do whatever they want!“ I yelled at my Mom and Dad, hoping that they would see the errors in their ways and realize that I, as a seven year old…
Thinner Thursday: Body Love
As a pre-teen, I remember feeling like my belly wasn’t flat enough. “Don’t worry about that”, my best friend told me “soon you’ll have boobs and then you’re belly will look way flatter in comparison”. It was a nice thought, but despite developing, I still felt like I could be prettier… skinnier. Now, I wasn’t a…
