Mia Rose, today you are 5 years old. Not until 10:50pm, though. I remember the day well. The minute. For some reason I have this distinct memory of being so flustered that I didn’t know what to say right when you were born. Of all the things to worry about (6 people staring at my [...]
It's so annoying how babies have to grow up. I mean I know I spent the last 12 months wishing Lucy would walk or talk or wipe her own ass - but then I'm like, WTF. I spent 10 months carrying you inside my stomach. Uterus. Whatever. Three of those months I spent puking out [...]
Three years ago today. Both of us were so brand new. And now, you're jumping on my bed. Strong legs and sinewy limbs. Abs strong enough to lift your entire body up onto the rings. My heart bursts with pride. This year has been filled with so many firsts. So many catch-your-breath moments when daddy [...]
