It’s a little disappointing to see my almost 2.5 year old only take a handful of steps these last months.
First Steps
Some days, more and more, you choose your own steps, no longer tied to me, looking back with pride.
Cherish Every Moment?
Instead of cherish every moment, I hope I remember to tell my new mom friends that it won’t always be this hard, or maybe it will, but you will get through it.
How Much Longer Will She Want To Trick-Or-Treat?
How long before she turns to us and asks to ring doorbells alone? How long before we “become lame,” before the whole damn day becomes lame?
Dear Impractical, But Beautiful, Shoes
Wearing you, with your fringe around the angle and peep toe, will help build my confidence to affirm that I’m more than a mom – I’m still me?
Why It Took Me Two Months To Recycle A Glad Bag
I forget, to my son, childhood is not a thought, a passing chain of worries, or stages of changing forms – it is Everything he has been, Everything he is. It is Who he will Be.
Magical Eyes
But for now, your eyes are magical. They only see beauty, and they see it in everyone. It’s the most beautiful thing about you.
Kitchen
Theoretically, a gift with so many parts and pieces should have been a hit.
In Our Veins
Not so long ago I agonized over whether I could do these things, not just be a mom, but to be a good mom, at all hours of the day and night and no matter what the situation required from me.
Separation Anxiety
Why can’t he relax and have fun? What’s so great about me, anyway?