Babies.

I always wanted more than one child. I wanted two or three or a dozen… anything other than just one. And when I got divorced after J was born, I thought that dream was gone. Then I met Banks and we fell in love and, wonders never cease, he wanted kids, too. A few years […]

The First Tooth

Last night, J and I together managed to pull his very first loose tooth out of his mouth. He was so excited, all bright eyed and gap toothed and telling me he wasn’t sure he’d get to sleep because he couldn’t wait to see if the Tooth Fairy would come. He was overjoyed. And I? […]

Just Another Moment Longer

I always make J hold my hand in parking lots. It just makes me feel safer. Usually he balks at it or gives me a look… but not this time. This time he slid his hand into mine without a single complaint. Banks was a few steps ahead and we were all talking about who […]

Spooked.

It’s almost Halloween, so it sort of feels appropriate that I’m spending the majority of my days scared out of my mind. Of course, it’s not the witches and werewolves and vampires that are haunting my sleep… it’s the everyday reality of blending a family. I feel absolutely petrified, frozen in place, unable to even […]

“For” is a World Apart from “With”

“All you ever do is clean,” he pouted from the living room sofa. “You NEVER spend time with me anymore.” I was in the kitchen, unloading the dishwasher and cleaning up from dinner. We’d been from school to karate to a frozen yogurt store and then home and had dinner and I was feeling burnt […]

Holding the Wind

Tomorrow, my son will be six years old. Six is when I got a baby brother, when I began kindergarten… when I started to formulate memories that stay with me even now. And as I watch my own child roll into himself, roll into six years old, I can’t help but wonder if we have […]

Still the Same

We had a busy weekend, full of trips to the pool and the park and playing with friends. Then this morning, J  pulled his back pack onto his back and climbed into the car for the trip to his very first day of non-school summer camp. Sure, he’s been in camp before, but it’s been […]

The Angry Voice

One of the hardest things about being they type of attorney I am, is leaving work at the office. It tends to crawl into the trunk and back seat of my car or run along beside me, tapping at the window and whispering “What about this guy, is he okay? What about Mrs. so and […]

Straight Face Parenting

There are a host of things I’m not good at when it comes to parenting. I mean, I could dedicate seventy thousand blog posts to all the stuff that I get wrong and still have more to say. But who wants to do that, am I right? Because part of the fun of having a […]

Checking Windows

Mornings aren’t always easy at my house. Some days I repeat myself so many times that I want to pull my hair out. Some days I feel like the words “Get. your. clothes. on.” are tattooed across my forehead and they’re all I’ll ever say, ever, for the rest of my life. Some days I […]

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