Dear Thea, You turned 18 months old this week. As I reflect back on the last year-and-a-half of you in our lives, it all seems a bit hazy. I never intended on having three children… View Post
Dear starfish a.k.a the children we welcome into our bed most nights, By day you function as normal human beings. You walk in a straight line, you sit and stand as expected. You don’t appear… View Post
Dear world, I need a sick day. I know the web doesn’t need another post about the hardships of motherhood but, seriously, sickness has got to be one the worst aspects of this gig. We’ve… View Post
