Peanut butter and Cheerios are my new favorite foods. Especially when my toddler feeds them to me from the kitchen floor during our “midnight munchies” routine. My family has undergone ...
Moms of Littles
Silence. The kids are asleep and I’m sitting here in silence. There’s nothing to hear but my own thoughts. Being a mother for almost seven years now, silence is a ...
It can be hard to make sense out of what my three-year-old, Jacob, is trying to say. There are some sounds he just hasn’t quite figured out how to make ...
There has been a veterinarian clinic in my living room for the last two weeks. Cardboard boxes, laundry baskets, and upended toy bins line the walls, each filled with stuffed ...
Easter is here, and so is spring in Louisiana. The trees and gardens around our neighborhood are starting to show off, bursting out in every shade of green with a ...
A few months ago, I took all seven of my kids to First-Friday adoration. Some of them were not exactly being model children in church, and there was loud whispering ...
In those final pushes, my midwife looks me square in the eyes and says, “Don’t forget to breathe!” Yes, yes . . . breathe in his life that I might ...
On the first day of swim lessons this summer, one child joyfully jumped in while the other flatly refused to move beyond the first step of the pool. Our sweet ...
I became a mother not quite six years ago, and I have admittedly been surprised by how physically demanding the role is. Pregnancy, labor and delivery, and nursing difficulties aside, ...