Tag: toddlers
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Canvas and Clay
I remember the day my son was born and feeling his soft, tender skin for the first time. Every inch of it was perfect, just like him. No marks or blemishes had changed him from how he had formed inside me. The thought of doing anything that would bring my son out of his current…
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Sunday Mornings
I remember being in church one Sunday morning when, just as the sermon was beginning, a toddler darted up the main aisle wearing only a T-shirt and a diaper. His pregnant mother chased him, holding a used diaper in her hand, and caught up to him just before he reached the pastor. She quickly apologized,…
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Mom Confessions
One of the things I want to do with this blog is share about the things people don’t always talk about. Some of the best things I’ve read have been posts or essays where other moms shared their experiences in a way that made me feel more “normal.” Just knowing you’re not the only one…
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From the Rocking Chair
I’m nursing the baby before bed, like I do every night, in the rocking chair that used to belong to my mom. My daughter, 8 months old, is wearing her cozy jammies with the lemons on them. Her soft head rests on my arm, and her little hand plays with my shirt, my thumb, my…
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My 5 Favorite Things Right Now | June 2023
This is just a fun little post to share some of the little things that make me happy. These aren’t necessarily my only “favorite” things, but they are a few that came to mind quickly. So, in no particular order, here’s a quick little look at things I’m taking time to appreciate today, this week,…
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The Red Hoodie
My son came out of his bedroom closet, oblivious to the mess he’d just made, holding a grey hoodie. “Is this Walter’s?” he asked, because he still sometimes refers to himself in the third person. “It was yours when you were younger,” I told him. “It’s too small for you now.” I recognized the sweatshirt.…
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