I love my daughter

There’s no pretty way to say this and this post is going to be whiny and rambly and unpolished and I don’t even care because …

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, …

Tuesday was a really great day. The kind of day you want to bottle up and save because it’s all sunshine and rainbows and glitter …

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 …

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 …