I buy Joshua books. Lots and lots of books. Whenever we go to Target, I stroll through the $1 section to see what new books they’ve put out. Most recently, I bought him some Spider-man books thinking “Cool. He’s a boy and these aren’t Elmo. Rock on.” Only the kid has become a bit obsessed…
mommyhood
Happy Mother’s Day to Me, too
Today has been one of those days I dream of having. Storybook. The kind of day I don’t think I deserve. Today has been a day of me, not in the sense that I’ve been indulged in my every whim (though I have been indulged. Hello, TOMS <3 Moms shoes that I might sleep in…
For my mother
I wouldn’t be a mother without my mother. Obviously. I wouldn’t know what it means to BE a mother without MY mother. Without her example, I wouldn’t know that sometimes we have to do whatever job we can to feed our children. I’m thankful to have a job I love (most of the time) when…
This one’s for you. And you, too.
Mother’s Day is always difficult for me to write about here* because I know the pain of those mothers who’ve wanted, wished, waited, hoped, and prayed for babies in their wombs. My PCOS diagnosis came about two weeks before Mother’s Day in 2008. That Mother’s Day was shocking to me. The thought that this might…
Grieving the loss
I’ve spent many of the past 24 hours or so grieving. And I didn’t realize that’s what I was doing until someone on Twitter pointed it out to me. But yeah, this shoe thing? Is a grieving thing. I lost a year’s worth of memories to the blur of PPD and adjusting to my new…