It is hard to believe that our littlest, Livy, is almost 1 years old! It seems like just yesterday I was writing about expecting her and finding out she was going to be born with symbrachydactyly (which is a fancy word for missing some of her fingers on her left hand). As she has grown
When I went back to work after having my second daughter recently, I thought that I could jump back in where I left off without consequence. I mean, I have done this job for years and years and of course nothing has changed. But everything had changed. I had a second baby 6 years apart
School’s (almost) out for summer! And if I’m being honest, there were some long, winter days where I never thought we would get to this point.
I love when fellow bloggers give us a glimpse into their lives so I thought I’d share a little about me. Since I love lists, get to know me in list form! We’ve established that I love lists. I love lists so much that each year I set a reading goal for the year and
April is Limb Difference Awareness Month. It’s been 10 months since we found out our baby was going to be born without most of her fingers on her left hand. It’s been nearly 6 months since Livy was born and we saw her hands with our own eyes. We fell in love, hard. When
One of the perks of working the job that I do is that I get most of the same holidays off as my daughter has off from school. February included a couple of those days and as one of them approached, I thought about spending a day together with just my first born. The girl
Could it be that in my last year of my 30’s I’m finally comfortable with who I am? I think so. Could it also be that our family is now complete with a little girl who has shifted my priorities in the best possible ways? Absolutely. I’m finally hitting my stride with motherhood and it only took me 7 years!
I didn’t apprecieate just how much work goes into getting tickets and seeing a show or concert now that we have kids. It all became apparent yesterday when I went to purchase those elusive tickets to see Hamilton on Broadway.
My family and I are in survival mode. Not just because it’s the most stressful time of the year (hello Christmas shopping and baking and commitments and parties!). We have a 7-week old baby.
As I am in my final weeks of my pregnancy, I find myself worrying about things that are out of my control. One big worry is the age gap between my daughter and her soon to be sibling.