As I left my office yesterday morning, turning the corner that led to the lobby and towards the set of escalators on my way to the coffee shop, I heard a familiar sound. Rather, I heard a sound that will soon be familiar. As I gently rode the electric staircase towards the floor below, I…
Motherhood
An Abundance of Lost Words
I’m at a loss for words. I have so much to say. I never would have guessed that I’d be writing about this here – on this blog. I started this blog when I was pregnant with Cameron. I meant for it to capture my journey into and through motherhood. I wanted to reflect on…
Bring on the Golf!
While I was browsing Twitter this weekend, I noticed that someone wondered if there would be many “golf widows” this weekend. If it wasn’t for my husband, I would have paid no attention to that tweet. But because Dan was so excited about it, I knew that The Masters was being played over the weekend….
I Knew You
This verse has been so important to me in this last week (and again a few months ago). There is very little comfort in losing a pregnancy, but the knowledge that someone loves my baby(ies) as much, if not more than I do gives me some peace. I am picturing Jesus cradling my children in his arms….
It Happens Without Me
Kids hurt themselves. I’m not completely naive as to believe that this doesn’t happen. Children are learning to navigate and understand this world. Everything is new. Each movement, each discovery, each taste is something to add to their repertoire of experiences. They try, they test, and they do things that are completely foreign and exciting…
"Mother" Platform
Politics are one of those things that I don’t really talk about much. Religion? Sure, let’s start that conversation! Sex? An appropriate topic of occasion. But politics? Well, I get into politics with very few people. Because in this democracy, either you care about politics or you don’t. Either you are informed or you are…
Breast Man
I am a big proponent of breastfeeding. Alright, I don’t push women into choosing to breastfeed or chastize them for choosing formula. I don’t give the stink eye to Mamas as they pull out their bottles to feed their little ones. I do wish Mamas felt more comfortable to breastfeed in public, even without covering up…
Old and Married
9:00 That’s what the clock blinked as I crawled into bed. On Friday night. Nine. O. Clock. P.M. Nine o’clock on a Friday night used to mean that I only had a couple hours left of a waitressing shift. Nine o’clock on a Friday night used to mean that it was time to put on…
Stepping
We’ve taken some big steps together, Little One. Well really, you have taken some of the biggest steps. And I am so proud to watch you grow and learn and make these big, first steps. But Baby, each one of these steps? Is a step away from me. For nine months we were closer than anyone…
iPhoneography: Perfect Day
If you’ve been reading my blog lately, you’ll know that March hasn’t been the easiest. Returning to work, Starting daycare, Sick days, Car accident, … I am just so ready for this month to be over with. And this week I seriously believed I had hit rock bottom and gotten a hypothetical concussion in the…
Role Reversal
Due to a few unforeseen circumstances, Cameron has not been able to go to daycare at all this week. And except for today, Dan has been at home with Cameron each day. Now, on Monday, both of us were pretty sick, but since then, I’ve been at work and Dan has been playing Stay-At-Home-Dad. On the first…
