You’re both still little girls, reallly, at five- and eight-years-old. I’d love to think I don’t even need to worry about this, that it’s something so far off, I can rest on my laurels ’til the teen years. But I know I can’t.
I’m trying so hard to [...]
I dug through the cabinet for the biggest skillet I could find as you loped into the room, stretching one arm high, while the other adjusted glasses over tired eyes. I didn’t blame you one bit for heading straight to make coffee– little sounds better, other than more sleep, when little people [...]
It’s not easy.
I guess that’s what I really want you all to know. It’s just not as simple as it sounds. But let me back up a bit…
When I tell C’s birth story, I can typically tell it in under two minutes. To be honest, as much as I [...]
I spent half of yesterday feeling uncomfortable.
I felt bloated. Or chubby. Or lumpy. Or SOMETHING.
I couldn’t get myself to look right. I couldn’t make myself comfortable.
I tugged at the hem of my top, trying to get it down further.
I adjusted the [...]
We dragged our toes through the sand, watching the grains spill over painted toenails– hers berry, mine bubblegum pink.
“It was just so NICE to get away. To steal those quiet moments with the waves crashing in the background, knowing our kids were safely tucked in nearby. To just enjoy each [...]
I took G. in for her five-year-old well-child visit yesterday. I’m guessing it will suprise no one to learn that she is a very healthy little girl.
In many ways, G. is the child about whom we’ve had the fewest worries. She was born full-term, has had no developmental delays, and seems [...]
I had sent them downstairs to fetch the laundry out of the dryer. I really don’t mind going down there. It’s not like our laundry is in a pit of a basement or anything. It’s a nice enough little room on the lower level of our raised ranch. It even has a window. [...]
A. took a test last Spring (2013) to ensure that he really belonged in the Johns Hopkins University math program for talented youth. It’s an above grade level standardized test and, honestly, we did nothing to prepare for it. This probably doesn’t surprise you, if you’ve followed our journey of parenting A., at [...]
Have you ever encountered something that you didn’t even know was a “thing” and, all of a sudden, found yourself making waves totally unintentionally? It’s a bizarre feeling, really. I mean, there are times when we say or do something and, frankly, we KNOW people are likely to get riled up, but we make [...]
“I’m trying to get tougher. I NEED to get tougher.”
“Why?” he asked, opening his eyes and looking at me with genuine curiosity.
“Well,” I stammered, “because I’m too horribly sensitive. I overthink and overreact and get hurt so very easily.”
I took that as confirmation, “So [...]