Two nights ago, I overheard my daughter consoling my son and something she said to him was like a punch in my gut. He had gotten in trouble because he was climbing on our end table and knocked a lamp…
Category: Birds & Bees
Words Of “Wisdom” For My Daughter
My daughter’s vocation in this life is quickly becoming clear. The other day she came bouncing into the room wearing an over-the-shoulder baby carrier, with her precious Valerie nestled against her chest. My daughter loves that doll more than anything…
Perfectly Imperfect Siblings
It’s amazing how just three short years ago, my daughter thought of my son as a pariah who was not to be trusted, engaged, cuddled, loved. At least that’s how it seemed back then. I don’t think about that time…
Holding On To A Memory
My son is fascinated with my elbow. I have no idea why, but I know it started around the time he turned 18 months (he will be 3 in December), when we began potty training. For some reason, my elbow…
The Elephant In My Kitchen
I’ve never claimed to be one of those parents who thinks she has it all figured out. Hell, I’m almost five years in and I still have no idea what I’m doing. Sure, I’ve figured out how to game the…
The Story Of A Preemie
I recently shared a post on Facebook in support of prematurity awareness. This movement is near and dear to my heart because my beautiful daughter—my first born—was a preemie. It’s not easy sharing this story. When you go through something…
A Daughter’s Lesson
I’m learning a valuable lesson, thanks to my daughter. We all know it isn’t easy being a parent. We spend our days worrying over every small detail, second-guessing every decision we make, and hoping we don’t screw them up. One…