Madeline has taken a new interest in “writing” prayers. She makes up a prayer and asks me to jot down her words as her thoughts meander aloud. Some of what comes out of her mouth is nonsensical; some of it just plain silly. Yet, I’ve been struck by some of the tender things she hasRead the whole post >>
A Difference a Day Can Make
Towels washed since Friday evening: 13Bedsheets washed: 3Number of times we’ve had to scrub our carpet to rid it of vomit: 4Number of baths for the kiddos: 4Number of times my children have heaved: Lost countHours slept since Friday: 7 total The birthday girl succumbed to a cruel, sudden, and violent stomach bug on theRead the whole post >>
Four Years Ago…
Four years ago I thought I was fully prepared for labor, birth, motherhood, the whole shebang after working at a regional parenting publication, being a star student in my Bradley birthing class, quizzing other moms for parenting wisdom, and reading countless books about baby care and raising kids the right way. But from the momentRead the whole post >>
Watch Your Tone, Mom
Setting: A brisk day in Georgia. The sky is a steely gray. We’re driving along on our way to run some boring errands when we find ourselves stuck behind a big, crawling truck. Preschooler: This truck in really slowing us down. Me: Good observation, Madeline, good observation. I don’t mean to sound facetious. Really IRead the whole post >>
And You Think You’ve Got Problems…
Oh, the woes of a preschooler. Last night after her gaba and Ivy (Gaba and Papa’s yellow Lab) left to return home, Madeline started crying. “Mommy, I’m going to be so lonesome without Ivy and Gaba. Oh dear. Oh dear. It’s so lonely without Ivy.” Cough, cough. Sob, sob. Sniffle, sniffle. Big sob. “And myRead the whole post >>