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...

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!...

Cloth Diapers 101

*This post contains affiliate links – Thank you! When I was pregnant with Isabelle, I met a cloth-diapering mommy. I had never even considered cloth diapers and thought she must be crazy for doing it.  Frankly, the idea of cleaning...

The Dirty Diaper

Today, Mark decided that his dirty diaper was his new favorite toy. After a diaper change, he swooped it up and “sprinted” across the room with it before we even realized what he was holding. Slightly mortified, we asked Mark...

A Box of Memories

As a child, one of the things I most looked forward to each Christmas was sorting through my ornament box. Each November, my dad would climb up in the attic and hand down boxes of Christmas decorations while my sister...

Cuddle Time

Last week, our little town had a Halloween festival where all the local businesses handed out candy. Mark can’t walk and doesn’t eat candy, so we mostly played on the swings and grass. At one point, I observed a child...

Two Years Ago

July 26, 2016 Dear Isabelle, The world seems to keep on moving around me as I play with your brother and try not to focus on what happened two years ago today. I’m not sure how it is possible for...

She Made Me A Mother

I recently met an adorable little girl who was close in age to what Isabelle would have been. She had lots of curls and loved her daddy so much that she screamed when he had to leave for a bit....