Dear Emma, I’ve had this post open for five days now, as many days as you’ve racked up in years. My Best Girl has made a whole handful of trips around the sun, and I find myself at a loss for words when it comes to sharing what this means for me. And for you. For us….
Emma
Inheriting Insecurity
I heard a…thing…today that just ripped my heart to pieces. (It wasn’t a conversation.) Emma has ballet on Thursdays. Emma loves ballet. I love that she loves it. I love that ballet teaches her to move her body and that she’s burning energy by dancing, by enjoying time with her friends and her teacher. I…
Three Years, Six Months, and Some Change
It’s been three years, six months, and some change since we brought Emma home from the hospital. That means it’s been three years, six months, and some change since she and I embarked on a breastfeeding journey together. A journey which has now, after three years, six months, and some change, come to a close….
I Love You Too
I’m not a perfect mother. I know, I know. I was just as shocked to learn that as you are. The truth is that I’m in great company because none of us are perfect mothers. We all have flaws, big or small or both. We all have ways in which we believe we could do…
Tomorrow You Are Two
Dear Emma, Tomorrow you are two. The other morning, I brought you to bed with me and you fell asleep after nursing. We snuggled up and I breathed in the smell of your hair and fell back to sleep alongside you. For a brief moment, I was taken back to the early months of your…