Here’s a confession: I got lazy in the last few days of packing up our house. My brain was numb from sorting and wrapping and nestling ALL THE THINGS that I stopped being specific with the labels. Instead, I just scribbled the word “FRAGILE” on every box. Books? Fragile. Pillows? Sure, why not. (Sidenote: every […]
Hormones are a funny thing. You’d think, having gone through two births and recoveries, I would have been better equipped the third time around. Instead, the day we came home from the hospital with Olive, I plopped down on my bed (okay, I actually lowered myself very gingerly) and sobbed because […]
I was really nervous about Olive’s c-section- more so than the other two. In part, because I had a particularly rough time with Milo’s c-section. I experienced one long, continuous panic attack on the OR table with him, and I was so loopy and nauseated from the drugs that I didn’t even want to even […]
My boy. My bean. I want you to know something that, up until recently, has been really hard for me to say: I was afraid of you. When you were in my belly, I wasn’t sure how I could have enough love for both you and your sister. People told me I would, but really, […]
Christmastime can potentially be a Type A perfectionist’s nightmare. I’m outing myself, so get ready. For example (and these are clearly hypothetical)- the mantle needs to look just like that pin you recently added. The Christmas tree has clumps of ornaments in various spots because little hands just. can’t. stop. touching. the. ornaments. PLEASE. (You […]
On good days, motherhood can make me feel like a rockstar. I always know what Milo is trying to tell me about the truck driving down the street, and I can affirm him, even when no one else understands him. I know how to make Ella’s “itchies” stop burning when I have to put cream […]
I think it’s important that children see their parents apologizing to them, admitting they were wrong or out of line. I can still remember numerous times as a child when my mom or dad would come to me, one-on-one, and ask for my forgiveness. One time when I was in the third grade, my […]
I’m an only child. Sometimes I hate it. Sometimes I love it. But I always knew that when it came time for me to have my own family, it was going to be big. And then, practicality set in. Morning sickness was hard. Post-partum depression was even harder. Preschool tuition is sobering, and let’s not […]
I’m awake now. I think I was asleep, I think maybe even a little bit numb, but I felt everything today. Not nearly as much as those precious families in Connecticut, and yet I still felt a hurt that I ordinarily wouldn’t allow myself to feel. It reminds me of how I felt […]
I’ve often joked that God has a sense of humor. But it’s always so much easier to say that when you’re not currently being the butt of the joke. So when Ella crawled into bed with us last Thursday morning- four hours short of when we were supposed to board a plane to NYC for […]
The Bug, the Bean {&the Bump} 