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
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
Every night I sing Holden a series of songs as I nurse him to sleep. Always in the lineup is a little song with the letters of his name set to a particular tune, in the hopes that if I … 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
Here is what I wrote in my journal around this time exactly one year ago: Thursday 8 August, 2014 I feel like this day has passed in ultra-slow motion. It is the day before literally the biggest day of my life … Continue reading
I decided not long ago that I need to stop stressing about writing beautifully and start worrying about simply writing. And writing simply. So today I wanted to get back to the basics of this blog and share a bit … Continue reading
Hutch is so much like a tiny little puppy that I’ve actually taken to calling him Puppy as a nickname. He bounces (the human equivalent to a wagging tail) when he’s excited (which is often), he pants and drools and … Continue reading