It’s been a year since we said goodbye to my dad. A year ago today. I dreamed about him on Sunday. He was only there for a second, but he was there, greeting someone with a smile on his face, introducing himself, hunched over slightly to mask his height. And then I woke up and […]
Looking Down
It finally feels like we might have escaped the cold spells that randomly decided to plague us this year. One side-effect of this warmer, more beautiful weather is that the kids want to go outside. All the time. Every day. I do not want to go outside. At least not most of the time. Because […]
Throwback Thursday: First Grade Me
Say hi to First Grade Me. During the process of redecorating and moving things around to make this office space and playroom, I came across this picture and a portfolio I had to create for one of my introductory teaching courses. I’m not sure why I used a picture of me in the first grade […]
My Best Girl
Dear Emma, my best girl. From the moment you cry out in the morning until the minute you fall asleep for naps and bedtime, you’re on the move, exploring the world around you, imitating your big brother, finding new ways to see the world. Right now your spirit of adventure knows no bounds. Every day […]
Back to Reality
Oh, first day after vacation. You’re a brutal sort. And you’re a Monday. So you’re doubly awful. Vacation was wonderful. Completely, truly, amazingly wonderful. The kind of week we needed. Here at home there are schedules and errands and worries. I felt more at peace there than I have in a long time, and I’m really […]
Day Out With Thomas
Joshua discovered Thomas the Tank Engine when he was 18 months old. “Ta Ta!” he’d shout, as he monstered around the house. We have no idea where he first learned about Thomas the Tank Engine, only that he did. It has been a love affair that, over the years, hasn’t died. His favorite varies from time […]
Serendipity
I think I’ve written this post at least 364 times in the last year. Once every day for every day that Emma has been here in my life. Emma. My VBAC baby. I remember asking Doc T during my consultation with him when I transferred to his practice if he was able to look at […]
Second Shift
On a break from someone else’s kitchen, my mama spent some time working in a textile mill. The work wasn’t hard. But it was repetitive. The pay was good and there was no grease. But the hours were long. They were inconvenient hours. Family hours. We missed her four evenings a week. She’d be there […]