Last Sunday I visited my mother. She was in a great mood and I felt her love permeate like warm sunshine. Her kind, supportive words gave me that happy feeling inside that reminds me how lucky I am to have such a great mom. She kept telling me what a beautiful person I was,
I love and adore our bloggers. They really are the best. They write so well, are very open about their personal lives and share a lot with our readers. Sometimes though there’s stuff we want to talk about that feels too personal to attach our names to. This doesn’t happen often but there are sometimes
Today, my daughter is one year old. One year! When did that happen? In some respects, this was the fastest year ever. In others…well, too many sleepless nights can make time feel like it’s creeping by. Still, would I change anything about this past year? Not a moment. And that’s how I want every year to be.
I really haven’t struggled too much yet with doing daycare drop-offs, at least in the sense of feeling overly emotional about leaving the baby with someone else all day. Until the past few weeks… Now that Lills 10 months old, she is so much fun, totally adorable and she really knows I’m her mom. I’m not
I’ve been thinking about writing this post for a while now. My fear has been that somehow my wonderful daycare provider will find out I’ve written this. But really, that’s not something I should be worried about because I adore her, she is the absolute perfect choice for us and she takes great care of
We were SO inspired by Kate Street’s recent Magical Monday post about True Confessions we just had to create a new page on the site for these mom-related confessions (check it out up in the main menu)! Kate showed us how empowering it is to be honest about the realities of our day-to-day lives at busy