After a Mother’s Day brunch, some mom-and-daughter gardening, and a long, lovely nap, Noah and I were alone in the car heading back to my mom’s for a family dinner. And that’s when I pulled a U-Turn and stopped at a local farm for some Mommy/Noah alone time. Just me and the perfect little guy…
I’ve never been one to live in the moment. I remember sitting on my bed in high school with a pen and a notebook, planning my life — when I’d graduate college, where I’d work, when I’d meet my husband, when we’d get married, when I’d have my first (a boy), my second (a girl),…
If you’ve spent any amount of time with Noah in real life, you have heard him sing. Quite often. And if you’ve been with him in the last two months, you’ve most likely heard him sing “Defying Gravity.” “Have you seen Wicked?” he’ll ask as you walk in the door. “Oh, you’ve GOT to see…
In case you missed them, here are some of my favorite recent posts over at Babble.com: 20 pretty hairstyles for long hair An easy and trendy DIY idea These are so cute, but pricey. Luckily you can WIN them! The best new strollers for spring 2012 — including Bugaboo, Maclaren, UPPAbaby, and more! I learned…
1. Noah’s first family portrait. 2. Wands. When Noah was a baby, I secretly wished that he’d have a childhood “thing.” Remember that laundry detergent commercial where that little boy wore a beanie hat everywhere — even to bed — and his mom had to sneak it off his head just to wash it?…
A reader sent me this video — admittedly a pretty long time ago — and it’s worth a watch. Just to prove my point about that pregnancy/parenthood myth that bugs the heck out of me. BAM! There it is. Now, I’m not saying they don’t have a point. Of course there are things that are…
As I alluded to in my last post, being a wife is a lot different than I had imagined — 22 years old, standing in the courthouse with my 8-month-pregnant belly bulging from my brown dress. Just as every little girl dreams. Three years later, I’ve learned a lot. Mostly that I still have a…
We’ve now been married for 3 years and 4 months. Our son is 3-years-and-2-months-old. (Ahem.) I don’t say this so that you’ll assume we only got married because I was pregnant (partly true) or that I regret marrying him (not at all true), but because I know nothing about marriage without the context of parenting….
