Dear Brock – I’ve been wanting to write, but haven’t gotten around to it for quite a while again. Every day, you do or say beautiful things, funny things, sweet things, challenging things. So many new things that I want to document, but I know that recording them all would take at least as much … [Read more…]
Dear Brock: This is a short note to remind myself of the little, beautiful things I see each day in you. Tonight, while out for a short walk with your dad and me, you found a leaf that had fallen to the ground. You picked it up, and threw it in the air, over your … [Read more…]
The title of this post is the name of one of very, very few Simon & Garfunkel songs that I actually don’t like. I mean, I LOVE Simon & Garfunkel, and everything Paul Simon has ever done. Except that one song and maybe a handful of others. I consider myself mostly an introvert, but being … [Read more…]
I don’t know why I think being a mom should be easier than it is. But the fact is, it’s hard work. This past weekend was one really rough example. With Brock apparently teething (2-year molars starting in early), there was much screaming and wailing all day and all night from Friday night through Monday … [Read more…]
I’m going to be honest. I’ve been out of my mind the past few months. Seriously, feeling like my brain is completely out of control… A week ago, I found myself crying – and shouting in the mirror, “Who am I? How did I become this person?! HOW IS THIS MY LIFE?” And here’s the … [Read more…]
Since Brock was born, I’ve read lots of beautiful quotes about motherhood. Mostly in a quest to see if anyone else has struggled so deeply with what I see as a great paradox – of feeling tied down, yet freer than ever; terrified but thrilled; desperate for a break, yet tearful any time I’m away … [Read more…]
Dear Brock, Ok, I was a little worried about this one. The long day required…. from parade to car show, to late-night fireworks. It had all the makings of a giant mess. But wow, you were awesome! Your dad and I had a rough start because of my paranoia about the day (and I’ve been … [Read more…]
There’s something about words spoken in a certain cadence… something that comes only from a memorized book or poem. The words have the ability to instantly conjure a particular mood or tone that needs to be invoked. Which is really what they’re for, but it’s always fascinating to see it in action. When Brock was … [Read more…]
Dear Brock – Your Grandma Miller arrived a little over a week ago, and you’ve been having lots of fun with her. She is so good at keeping you busy and getting you outside (when it’s not raining or too windy) – and you keep her hopping! Into the wagon, out of the wagon, pushing … [Read more…]
This month, Brock has had a major “word explosion” as they say. He’s 15 months, and at this stage (or probably a little before), started adding several words a day to his vocabulary. Being (easily?) impressed, I figured I ought to document the things he could say at this point. I stopped counting mid-month because … [Read more…]
