Your yogurt smoothie is questionably balancing on top of your semi-truck, and it’s a matter of seconds before the whole concoction falls apart; and you’ll either belly laugh or face plant on the dirty rug in total despair.  My sock is on the mantle, chocolate is smeared all over your chair that I just washed; […]

I rocked my sick toddler in my arms.  He’d turned 2 just the day before.   Suddenly his warm and peaceful body jolted forward gasping for air.  I stood up, panicked, trying to see his face, when he began violently seizing.   I was completely alone this Saturday evening.  My husband’s brother was getting married, […]

Finn will be two in exactly a month, and if ever there was a stage I wish I could freeze in time and keep forever, it would be this one.  I think I’ve said that with almost every stage thus far, and honestly even on teething days and tantrum days I’ve only retracted that wish […]

I have a newborn toddler. He is changing day by day, and doing everything fun and funny and keeping me entertained and on my toes at all times.  But something hasn’t changed, and that’s the fact that his sleeping patterns still seem to resemble that of a newborn.  The child won’t sleep. I know, I […]

I walked outside yesterday morning, the sky was a pastel blue and glowing with pink and orange.  A light fog filled the air, the blades of grass all wet with morning dew.  I figured I had but two minutes before my little babe woke up, so I stood and breathed in the serene of the […]

Tonight, as I did the monotonous kitchen cleaning, high chair scrubbing, and wrangling of the millions-of-tupperware-and-cups-that-Finn-got-out routine, all I could think about was how tired I am; and how I’d cut off my right pinky toe for the cleaning that will never be done, to just be done, so that I could be either be […]

Finn turned one, and it went pretty much as expect.  He was the center of attention, looked adorable, hated his cake, and threw the majority of his food on the floor.  When I say he hated his cake, I mean he screamed and cried and pretended he was being tortured.  He refused to touch his […]