• Little E’s birth story

    by  • Friday, January 23, 2015 • 0 Comments

    I am so tired. I’ve been wanting to write for weeks now, been trying to write for weeks now, but I’m so tired. Tired and hungry. So when I get a few moments to myself I usually spend them eating. I’m typing this on my phone while rocking Little E. I’m so lucky that...

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    My baby, my baby

    by  • Wednesday, January 21, 2015 • 0 Comments

    My Little E is growing up. Crawling and standing and trying to walk. Learning to clap. Wearing 2-piece pajamas. It makes me so sad. He is MY BABY. And soon he will no longer be considered a baby but a toddler, and then I won’t have a baby anymore. And don’t even get me...

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    A quiet return

    by  • Sunday, January 18, 2015 • 2 Comments

    Oh, how I have missed this space. Things have been so hectic since my Little E was born in May… of last year! He is nearing his 9-month mark and I am in complete disbelief. I am so thankful I’ve been home with him all this time; I can’t imagine how quickly time would...

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    On depression

    by  • Wednesday, August 13, 2014 • 11 Comments

    I wish depression was something we talked about more often. Maybe then it wouldn’t be so grossly misunderstood. In the hours and days following the tragic death of Robin Williams, I have seen and heard far too many times how “selfish” suicide is. The tone is that those who choose to take their own...

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