Mama, It Is Enough
March 4, 2022
There is a height chart on the wall reminding me that I didn’t do the “parenting thing” I planned to do.
Growing up
A Love Letter to My Last Child
May 31, 2020
Dear last child of mine, You are the last baby I will hold, the last baby whose soft body I will smell, the last one I will feed and comfort at night.
Five More Minutes
May 6, 2020
Five more minutes has forever been the lament of my son. It started with bedtimes when he was young, and continued through to high school.
Dear 29-Year-Old Me
April 18, 2020
Good job on your twenties! You’ve made some bold and brave decisions. Even better, you’ve had some spectacular failures and learned so many things.
I Just Finished Her Baby Book
January 10, 2020
Fine, I’m not EXACTLY totally finished. There are slots in my daughter’s baby book for photos that are sitting empty that need to be filled. I have to remember what she was given for her fifth birthday party, even though I could confidently guess “princess stuff” and “My Little Pony nonsense” and that would pretty much cover it.
My Baby’s Growing Up
October 22, 2019
My baby is growing up. She’s gone from napping to texting, walking to playing club sports, learning to eat solid foods to cooking dinner for our family.
Preparing for Your First College Drop Off
August 16, 2019
As college drop-off day approaches, you and your teens are likely to wrestle with a wide range of emotions. Remember to breathe.
The Twos Aren’t Totally Terrible…
February 16, 2019
It’s like we expect this light switch to flip on their second birthday and our sweet angel baby to be replaced by a scary toddler!
All of Her Firsts are All of My Lasts
February 12, 2019
I cried when she walked for the first time. And cried every time I thought about it for the following week. She’s getting big so fast…and each first is the last time.
When You Wished for Your Child to “Just Stay Little”
September 17, 2018
I hated you when you wished for your child to “just stay little,” but now I understand. You’ve said it often. “Why can’t they just stay little?”
Mama, It Is Enough
March 4, 2022
There is a height chart on the wall reminding me that I didn’t do the “parenting thing” I planned to do.
A Love Letter to My Last Child
May 31, 2020
Dear last child of mine, You are the last baby I will hold, the last baby whose soft body I will smell, the last one I will feed and comfort at night.
Five More Minutes
May 6, 2020
Five more minutes has forever been the lament of my son. It started with bedtimes when he was young, and continued through to high school.
Dear 29-Year-Old Me
April 18, 2020
Good job on your twenties! You’ve made some bold and brave decisions. Even better, you’ve had some spectacular failures and learned so many things.
I Just Finished Her Baby Book
January 10, 2020
Fine, I’m not EXACTLY totally finished. There are slots in my daughter’s baby book for photos that are sitting empty that need to be filled. I have to remember what she was given for her fifth birthday party, even though I could confidently guess “princess stuff” and “My Little Pony nonsense” and that would pretty much cover it.
My Baby’s Growing Up
October 22, 2019
My baby is growing up. She’s gone from napping to texting, walking to playing club sports, learning to eat solid foods to cooking dinner for our family.
Preparing for Your First College Drop Off
August 16, 2019
As college drop-off day approaches, you and your teens are likely to wrestle with a wide range of emotions. Remember to breathe.
The Twos Aren’t Totally Terrible…
February 16, 2019
It’s like we expect this light switch to flip on their second birthday and our sweet angel baby to be replaced by a scary toddler!
All of Her Firsts are All of My Lasts
February 12, 2019
I cried when she walked for the first time. And cried every time I thought about it for the following week. She’s getting big so fast…and each first is the last time.
When You Wished for Your Child to “Just Stay Little”
September 17, 2018
I hated you when you wished for your child to “just stay little,” but now I understand. You’ve said it often. “Why can’t they just stay little?”
