My son will turn 4 years old next week. If I close my eyes, I am only a moment away from all of the sights, sounds, textures, tastes, and smells of newborn life. The sight of blooms in our Dogwood tree, the smell of a (clean) Pamper's size
When I look at the photos on my phone's camera roll from March 2023, this is what I see: 1. A particularly pretty pattern of clouds as I saw them from the window of my flight to Memphis, my sixth trip to Tennessee within eight weeks. 2. A
On June 13, 2024, the lingering smell of a catered lunch made me gag so hard, I almost threw up in the lobby of my OBGYN office. This was familiar to me; when I was pregnant with my son, Addison, I only threw up a handful of times — but I
For Lent this year, I'm trying to wake up an hour earlier than I normally do. Which is going to mean waking up around 5:30am because my son wakes up fully ready to take on the world by at least 6:30am (sometimes earlier). I used to