Life is supposed to be experienced with joy, and at this point in life maybe taking a moment to “stop and smell the roses” is the best advice ever given.
Lately I have been holding off on writing. It turns out that when I get really into something I unconsciously block out what’s going on around me. In this moment of my life, my newfound love of writing has been put in place of taking full advantage of the time spent with my daughter.… Continue reading Kissing Bubbles
As a parent, nothing entertains me more than listening to my child tear the house apart from the other side of the bathroom door. Various clicks, bangs, shuffles and toddler gibberish filter through giving me the only clues as to what my beloved daughter is up to. So long as there is no crying or… Continue reading Thoughts From the Bathroom
To my one year old, all food is a cookie. As I sit here and eat my raisins and bran, Amelia is at my side blowing (because she thinks that food needs to be blown on) and tugging on my shirt saying “cookie” over and over again. As much as having a toddler stand there… Continue reading Everything is a Cookie
Today at 5:42am my little girl, light of my life, started talking from her room. In the midst of making my husband his lunch (which I do for him because I love him and, lets face it, I like to feel all wifey every so often) I felt my body instantly sag. Though I love… Continue reading There are handprints on my TV