To my child, when I’ve pulled away from you.

You’re in fourth grade now. You’re more than half arms and gangly legs. You are remarkably independent and take-your-breath-away self-sufficient. It’s silly that your dad and I would expect anything else, knowing us. You’ve gotten yourself out the door and walked to school alone since you were six. You mother your little sister more thanRead more

#momwrinkles

I posted this picture on Facebook and Instagram this weekend. Actually, on Valentine’s Day. I commented on how big my second grader looks, both in general and specifically with her hair pulled back. And then I looked at the picture a bit longer. And I commented: #momwrinkles. It wasn’t a slight on myself in theRead more

September

We’re in-between seasons. And it’s the most beautiful mix of the best of the two. The days aren’t too short yet. The afternoons are sunny, warm–even hot! The mornings are crisp and cool. The leaves are so barely changing that a mostly orange tree is cause to stop and stare. And it’s harvest season (we’veRead more

Five.

Five years of motherhood. And a five year old girl. Straddling the line between big and little. In the world we move in, filled with babyhood and preschoolers, five (and tall for that!) towers. Yet headed for baby status [kindergarten] in the fall. Dot is as much herself as she has ever been. She’s quickRead more

A Big IF.

IF I were to blog, I would talk about…  Officially graduating with my bachelor’s in social work last weekend. What a great experience walking was, even as it was inconvenient and much of the ridiculously complicated family dynamics/logistics mirrored completing a degree as a parent. That I graduated SUMMA CUM LAUDE and didn’t even knowRead more