The other day I was talking to my mother-in-law while Holden was napping twenty feet away and I realised it was LITERALLY (the real literally, not the hipster kind) the first time in four days that he had been farther … Continue reading
It occurred to me tonight as I was rocking Holden to sleep (the only chance I get to reflect on life these days, it seems), that it was 10 years ago this weekend Kyle proposed to me. Now I’m going … Continue reading
When I was growing up, my dad was always around to support my sister and me. I can’t think of a single ball game, piano recital, spelling bee, band concert, or award ceremony that he missed, ever. I always took … Continue reading
As we prepare to live in the United States for the first time in our married lives, Kyle and I talk constantly about what it might be like, both the good and the bad. “How will we find a doctor down there? How … Continue reading
I have lost count of the times people have seen Holden in the store and commented on what a beautiful baby girl I have. It happened once Tuesday and again today, and that was just this week. I never take … Continue reading
Every night I sing Holden a series of songs as I nurse him to sleep. Always in the lineup is a little song with the letters of his name set to a particular tune, in the hopes that if I … Continue reading
I turned 30 years old yesterday. (Obligatory birthday selfie.) On my last night as a 29 year-old, I had a nightmare: Hutch and I are at the airport, preparing to board a flight to Russia. Kyle and Holden are nowhere to … Continue reading