“YOU’RE MEAN!” Hearing those words for the first time didn’t go like I thought it would, sweet girl. I remember playing over and over in my head the day that you would scream, or squeak, or whisper that sentence because of frustration, or anger and I would let the tears fall. I would because I…
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This Chick Right Here
I remember rocking my sweet baby after she had just barfed all over me (for the fourth time) and thinking about her toddler years; imagining long nights of slumber, days filled with fun, my sweet girl on my lap reading with me. But this chick right here? Isn’t following my toddler vision. Apparently when you’re…
Little Girl Turned Trucker
Today my daughter boomed her first F. She didn’t just boom it… she sounded it out. FAAAUUUUCCCCKKKKAAAAAA. With her fingers tightly wrapped around a marker, arm high in the air, her little girl face looked back and forth between her fathers’ and mine. Her lips curled around the sounds the F and the K made…
The Fairies That Clean Your House
Dear Occupants of This Home: We had selected your house out of a random draw as the next to receive our specialized services, however when we arrived we were surprised to note that our very specific cleaning duties had already been completed. Your entry into our draw, which stated, “The Fairies who clean our…
Pin ItHow Will She Know?
She’s a big girl now, my tiny baby. Fairy tales and made up songs fill the silence on our drives to daycare along with a million questions, two million answers, and fingers up her nose. Instead of walking, she skips, hops, or twirls. Because why not? Her love for her daddy and squeezes for…
Thoughts on this New Journey
“You’re hair looks so good!” I reached my hand up and pulled it through my dark brown strands, gracious for the unexpected compliment. But instead of sliding through my long locks my hand stopped short against a straight bob. The strands felt like knives against my skin. When did I cut my hair? My mind…
Proudly Becoming a Mom
Today, while we were leaving the mall, a normal scene of baby love presented itself. Women pouring themselves over a newborn. Swooning, oohing, awwing, and drooling over the chubby hands, precious coos, and endless charm that a new infant has. The sweet smells, tiny clothing, and perfect nose. The innocent cries. As we got closer…
Magical Moments and Fond Memories
We stared endlessly at tiny features, little feet, and newborn hands, certain the site of you would never be enough. Walked the floor praying for sleep while exhaustion washed over both of us. But the swaying and rocking was quickly replaced with running and laughing, newly discovered obstacles to climb, words to say, and…
Say What?
My daughter is 14 months now and developing into a person, someone with a unique personality, quirks, a sense of humour, and a tiny itty bitty attitude. I have no idea where she gets that from. Recently I’ve noticed that I’ve been saying things to her that I never thought I would hear myself say….
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