These boys of mine keep me on my toes. I never knew how much I’d enjoy being a Mom to boys, but now I can’t imagine it any other way. Sure, there’s lots of boogers, pee and fart jokes, but there’s a whole lotta love and adoration there too. Last week, Jude hops in the…
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In the twinkling of an eye it’s been two years since my Mom passed away. It’s been fast and short all at the same time. the sense of freefalling — of having lost my mooring, my anchoring — has mostly ended. I feel like I’ve been righted somewhat and I’m able to carry on. Tougher, stronger,…
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Just like that, my miracle baby has turned 4. Four! Where did it go? Just like all those old ladies tell you tearfully in the grocery store while you’re schlepping an enormous infant carrier bedraggled and exhausted with spit-up on your shirt, “it goes by so fast.” And so it does. Age three was a…
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Suddenly we’re barreling towards the holidays and the majority of 2018 is in the rearview mirror. It’s time for a catchup and my current thought stream. JUDE IS 11 My preemie baby turned eleven at the end of the month. ELEVEN YEARS, Internet. How? We celebrated with family and a new XBox (FORTNITE OMG) and…
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