I wonder, sometimes, in the midst of our now familiar, sometimes hurried, sometimes tiring, family routines, does he still prefer to be as close as possible to me?
She has one treasured relic of babyhood, however, that both of us are having a difficult time parting with—Wobby.
Art connects us to each other when words fail. Pictures can be our common language, our way to connect with those we cannot understand.
“Isn't this fun, Elizabeth? Getting new shoes and having ice cream with Mama?”
I wonder who else will love her as wholly as I do. Her perfectly imperfect self. Her beautiful little soul.
One thing I learned from watching chimpanzees with their infants is that having a child should be fun. – Jane Goodall
This decision does not come without a heavy dose of guilt. My husband would love to have one more child.
Though I nod along sympathetically with other parents—the ones who tear up at the mere mention of school—I don't fully relate to them.
By Julia Arnold. Adapted from Clement Clarke Moore’s A Visit from St. Nicholas.
“Tell me again, Mama. How does it go?” My 4 year-old son asked, looking at me with his big, serious eyes. “Okay,” I replied, grasping for a simple way to …
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