Parenting After Loss

Through a Two-Year-Old’s Eyes

Each year, December brings with it a blend of Christmas music, fun festivities, and a sense that something is missing. Four stockings hang below our mantle waiting eagerly to be filled with goodies. However, there are only three sets of... Continue reading →

30 Days of Gratitude – Part 2

For those who are just tuning in, this month I am participating in the 30 Days of Gratitude Challenge. :) Day 6: What in nature are you grateful for? This morning, I am thankful for the clouds. Today, Mark and... Continue reading →

30 Days of Gratitude – Part 1

In case you missed my last post, this month I will be participating in the 30 Days of Gratitude from TextMyJournal. Feel free to join me! Writing daily about things that I am grateful for has already been a great... Continue reading →

The Terrifically Terrible Twos

I was working on dinner in the kitchen. “Mark Robert!” I called suspiciously. “Mawk Wobewt!” he responded in an almost mocking tone. I shook my head trying not to laugh out loud. “Do not touch the folded laundry on the... Continue reading →

A Little Isabelle in Mark’s Life

Mark loves to name the family member in several pictures that hang in our stairwell. He typically babbles, “Mommy, Daddy, Mark, A-belle” with a huge grin on his face while pointing to each person in the picture. “A-belle” is his... Continue reading →

The Strength of a Mother

Mark began the week abruptly with a messy diaper, wet pajamas, and a full-blown tantrum. I sat straight up in bed rubbing the sleep off my eyes as I stared at the clock. Of course he wanted to wake up... Continue reading →

Children’s Book Review: “Thank You, God”

I periodically see “#firstworldproblem” floating around social media. Typically the author is stating some problem that would seem ridiculously unimportant and trivial in a third-world country. For example, one person wrote in frustration that they forgot to charge their Apple... Continue reading →

The Art of Appreciation

The other day, I left Mark sitting in his little chair in front of the couch and walked into the kitchen to throw something away. When I turned around, he was sitting on the couch. We officially have a climber!... Continue reading →