It was one of those days. In a complete about-face, I packed up lunches in the middle of the morning on a Tuesday and we headed to the park, avoiding unread emails and unfinished virtual school lessons and leaving dishes
L leans in and says, “Mommy, can I tell you a secret?” She puts her hand up by her mouth and places it against the curve of where my face and ear meet. She whispers, “I wish I had a
I may not have run out to get my solar eclipse glasses – my daughter is in school today anyway and probably too young to view it. But I am celebrating today’s event with CrossFit, acupuncture then yoga. And in
A butterfly dancing at my window as if she is trying to find a way in. Maybe if she could come in and sit on my finger tips, she could elevate me from earthly matters – to where you are.
I had already bought you a book to write you letters. One at each of your birthdays. I put the pieces of the crib in our spare bedroom and was planning on using the gorgeous yellow crib sheets I never
I guess I have learned one of many lessons in parenthood: sometimes you aim for the stars with your parenting goals and probably more often than not you don’t quite get there. My quest to finish my pregnancy with ‘100 Days