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...
Read more →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...
Read more →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...
Read more →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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Week 2: List your greatest comforts E’s laugh. Mom’s cooking. Fresh strawberries. Grilled corn on the cob. Food in general. Reaching the top of the hill heading into town, when driving to my hometown. Scarves. Starbucks. Friday afternoons.
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