I was blessed with one sister. Actually, I think if you think in terms of birth order, she was blessed with me. Right? I’m kidding.
Anyway, I always wanted a brother. But even though ‘advanced maternal age’ wasn’t really discussed in the 80’s, I’m pretty sure my mom had already decided she was done after I was born. Continue reading
When life hands you rain clouds and you’re at the lake cottage, you make, well … the best of it. Connor and I visited Aunt Rachel, Uncle Charlie, Owen and Audrey (and fam) this weekend. Owen and Connor hit it off like they hadn’t missed a beat, which was awesome. Continue reading
We had the opportunity to celebrate my dad’s birthday this past Sunday. Because he’s not all ‘don’t talk about my age’ like my mom is, I’ll share that he turned 62. It ain’t nothin’ but a number.
I’ll never forget on what seemed like my fortieth visit to the lactation consultants at Bronson when one of the nurses told me Connor had an old soul. I wasn’t really sure what it meant but I felt like I had seen that in him, even at four weeks. He just seemed … older; like he had so much more insight into the world than even I, his own mom, had given him credit for. I’ve seen this trait manifest itself several more times since then; most recently, on Mother’s Day. Continue reading
I’m of the opinion that the cuteness totally runs in the family. Looking forward to seeing my cousin, Tiffany, marry this cool guy in a few short weeks.
insta-love
That boy. Oh, how he melts my heart.
Yesterday, he was simply too excited to share his gifts with me so I he gave me a blue dolphin he’d cut-out and stickered; a card that he made in the shape of a heart with the words, “be (by) connor/for mom/i heart u mom” on the outside and, “mom yes/mother’s happy day/32/mother’s day/smiley/mom i heart u”; another store-bought card he picked out with his dad; a flower bookmark he’d made at school with his hand print in the middle (adorable) and a picture frame and school picture. I felt so special. I don’t think there is a better gift than one made by a child. Continue reading
A really good friend of mine recently shared her daughter’s bout with separation anxiety. I witnessed it first-hand, actually. We participated in a March of Dimes walk this past Saturday and as soon as sweet little Maya looked at me, she quickly turned into her mom’s knees and shoved her head directly in between. I promised her I wouldn’t take her picture, but apparently, that wasn’t the real issue. She didn’t want to think for one second her mom was going to walk away from her and leave her with *gasp* me! Continue reading
Today included a special celebration for a very special cousin of mine. Tiffany Jean Brott will become Tiffany Jean MacIntosh (I hope I got that right!) in just over a month. By the way, we attempted to talk her into hyphenating to keep the Brott name … she politely declined. Continue reading
It’s time.
It’s time that I introduce you to my new site; my new chapter. I wrote a (likely too long) summary of what I’m doing here. I have to be honest … I’m equal parts scared and excited to share this journey that is otherwise known as my life.
I have so many things I want to share. First, though, I just want to talk to the kid that makes me get out of bed every day. Continue reading
i melt
a brand new ending 