As a child, I remember fun Christmas mornings with mom and dad and my brother. As an adult, Christmas was…let’s face it, I was bahumbug about it. Then when I had kids, the magic came back seeing the twinkle in my son’s eyes. Then my baby turned into a toddler…which brings us to this post.
The twinkle in his eyes was still here this Christmas season, but then so was something else. Selfishness. Or greed? Maybe I don’t even know.
I still remember the raw emotions.
Excitement, fear, worry, happiness, joy.
I still remember praying endlessly the entire 17 hours before they said “it’s time to do this.”
And then the following 4 hours of pushing.
And then the hour in the operating room.
And then the most pleading prayer of my life when you didn’t cry.
This day has been on my mind since the day I found out about her. YOU were the first thing on my mind.
The day you would no longer be the baby, even though you’ll always be my baby. Continue reading
When I first started “planning” my motherhood journey as an adult, I swore to myself I would never become ‘that mom’ that did different things to get her child to listen, obey or stop crying! Continue reading
I feel like I haven’t written in ages.
It has been 24 days.
Here I am, still not having anything to write but feeling confident that as I sit here, typing, the words will just come. I’m going to take a stab and say I’m in a writing rut.
And quite possibly at the same time…a momma rut. Or a life rut. Continue reading
As most of you know, we had our gender reveal party this past weekend.
I definitely had mixed feelings because with my first pregnancy, we didn’t find out the gender, and that was amazing. I loved that. I loved the not-knowing…
I wanted to do a follow up post regarding potty training, that we started with our six month old. Continue reading