The other day I was talking to my mother-in-law while Holden was napping twenty feet away and I realised it was LITERALLY (the real literally, not the hipster kind) the first time in four days that he had been farther … Continue reading
It occurred to me tonight as I was rocking Holden to sleep (the only chance I get to reflect on life these days, it seems), that it was 10 years ago this weekend Kyle proposed to me. Now I’m going … Continue reading
When I was growing up, my dad was always around to support my sister and me. I can’t think of a single ball game, piano recital, spelling bee, band concert, or award ceremony that he missed, ever. I always took … Continue reading
Bloom where you are planted, they say. How about bloom when you are planted. It’s weird having two kids. And hard. I feel like too many instagrammers make motherhood seem just joyful and blissful and heavenly all the time, and it’s weighing … Continue reading
Let me be clear on one crucial point: the first word my sweet baby Holden heard on his earthly existence was shit. More specifically, SHIT. Okay, fine: SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT! He looked so much like Hutch when he was first born we … Continue reading
Mornings lately have had an autumnal feel about them. Chilly, crisp, fresh. Fall is near, and I’m reflecting on the events of the past six months. It’s hard to believe it was only six months ago we got serious about … Continue reading
This weekend we visited family down in Montana, and on our drive home through the Rocky Mountains I grew pensive. Long mountain drives often have that effect on me. I looked out the window at the greenness of it all, and … Continue reading