Dear Son, Happy First Birthday my sweet boy! I’m rocking you to sleep as I write this, and I can't help but selfishly wish this moment would last forever; that you never grow up and that you will always stay this little. I’m listening to your every breath. I’m waiting for the occasional long, deep, … Continue reading A Letter to My Son on his First Birthday!
Baby crap. There’s just baby crap, everywhere! What was once a chic stylish home now looks like buybuyBABY vomited all over it, gagged on it a little, and then vomited it up again. Why do I keep saying vomit? I don’t know, maybe because it’s just a big part of my life now. There’s just … Continue reading Progress not Perfection
Throughout my pregnancy, I basically avoided all scales. At each doctor's appointment I told the nurse, “Don’t tell me; I don’t want to know.” I knew I probably wouldn't like what I was about to hear. The day before Micah was born, I stepped on the scale and was faced with a scary number-55. That’s … Continue reading Mom Bod