Life after loss with autism, preemies and a rainbow baby
I see my kids almost all day, every day. Wiping peanut butter from faces, conducting toothbrushing checks and planting kisses, only to have my mommy-ing swished at and to watch the beginning of eye-roll practice. But sometimes I look at them, really look from close up but far away, and have to bite my tongue […]
Sometimes I get totally behind, or the kids get totally ahead and I have to attempt a shower while they are awake. But they are getting older now so no big deal, I just put their favorite show on and bribe them with the last piece of Halloween candy and I never hear a peep. […]
This summer has been full… of walks hand in hand, gourmet meals, the finest of air travel, custom spa treatments, sparkling beverages made to order, handsome chauffeurs, couples cruises, and of course, long, lazy days in the sun. Hope your summer has been just as glamorous. What is your favorite summer memory so far this […]
Nothing good ever happens when I’m brushing my teeth. I really should brush them in the center of the living room, or better yet, while tiptoeing behind my children so I can stop them before they rapidly take things apart. The sound of running water must make them giddy. I’m out of view and my […]
When you’re the youngest and, for some crazy reason, are able to snag your brother’s AND your sister’s candy necklaces, you must take advantage of every candy-eating second. Because eventually… they will find you.
So it has come to this. Evidence in pictures, that I am losing my mind. Can you tell what is wrong with this picture? Any clearer in this one…? In my defense the navy shirt does match the navy track pants and the green shirt did match the pants Parker was wearing but he had […]
There are about a million other captions that could go with this pic. What do YOU think my little man is saying?
Dear Sissy, All I wanted was a few markers and maybe some Easter candy. But Mommy was one step ahead of me… your door was locked, from the inside. I tried to break in with a hair pin but there are some things that even I can’t do. So instead, I left you a big […]
Really, it takes skill to have table manners this bad. And for the record? This ONLY happened because A. company was coming over and B. the floors had just been washed.
My feet pound the path. I weave my latest in a long line of must-have baby-mobiles through the curved trail, rows of pine bend at the waist, bidding us past. My husband, he strides. Love and purpose in every step. He stops again, a shoelace undone or a coveted sticker has floated off. The dutiful […]
