There’s nothing that feels quite so unnatural as pushing an empty stroller around. Two days a week I am delivering each child to a different location, then pushing my light unoccupied child receptacle back home. I remember seeing other parents returning from their respective drop offs and seeing their empty seats. How odd it seemed. … Continue reading Wide open spaces.
Trust and risk.
I’ve been thinking a lot about trust of late. How much we rely on trust to function in our day to day. I was walking with my son recently. We had missed our streetcar and were heading up to the next main street to try and catch another one. On our way we had to … Continue reading Trust and risk.
Today is April 5th and tomorrow is my daughter’s fifth birthday. Honestly, time is constantly messing with me. I was newly dating my now husband eleven Springs ago when I first heard the song April 5th by Talk Talk. Jose shared it in an email, along with some beautifully crafted words. I’d never heard Mark … Continue reading April 5th
Is this seat taken?
Do any other parents find they spend a lot of time looking for a way to sit down? I am constantly on the lookout for the next spot where I can park my butt and it always feels like sweet sweet relief any time I’ve scored one. A couch is ideal, of course, but I’ll … Continue reading Is this seat taken?
(At the moment) both my kids are sleeping fairly well through the night. Are we still friends? Leni sometimes gets up and crawls into our bed, but she’ll often sleep in after a disrupted sleep (barring the occasional accident since nixing her night time pull up). Finn is back to sleeping a solid 11 hours … Continue reading Momsomnia
If the shoe fits.
Last week my husband went out with Finn for a few hours and came back with some outlet swag for the little guy, including some neon yellow Crocs. They might not be the coolest shoes but, I have really come to appreciate Crocs since becoming a parent and getting some handed down from cousins. … Continue reading If the shoe fits.
My daughter, the mermaid.
My parents have a pool and since they opened it for the season in May, Leni has been in it nearly every single day. We quickly discovered that she sprouted just enough to touch the bottom of the shallow end. Game. Changer. Gone are the floaties on which she so long relied. We have been … Continue reading My daughter, the mermaid.
My son hasn’t napped consistently in weeks and I find myself longing for “nap jail.” I had become too comfortable in my routine and forgot parenting rule number one: as soon as something becomes predictable, it changes. The last couple weeks have been a special challenge because he has an endlessly running nose and just cut … Continue reading Nap strike.
My son is now 16.5 months old (Howww??) and his language is really exploding of late. He can clearly pick up on what we’re saying in a way he didn’t seem to just a couple month ago. He’s even able to tell me what he wants (sometimes) and has started to try out more words. … Continue reading Language explosion.
Peanut’s two parents--before she was born-- Wished and they waited for years on and on, For a sweet little bundle to call all their own. A babe just like Peanut, to fill up their home. They visited doctors, nutritionists, friends. They even asked stranger’s advice they could lend. They Googled and read every book that … Continue reading Modern parenting.