Motherhood has its own set of challenges, one of which is control. But, is it really control or just the strongest love possible?
This is the first year I will throw Monkey Boy a party for his birthday. I’m so happy to do so, even while my heart still aches about my Dad. My letter to Monkey Boy for his birthday expresses my joy, awe, and wishes for his 3rd year.
Life is a compilation of small snippets, where we have the opportunity to live and breathe, smell the smells, travel, love, and just be. We can do it alone. Or we can do it together. I choose together.
A tidy home doesn’t necessarily make for a happy home. A home is so much more than tidy and clean. A home is created out of love, every step of the way.
I’m excited, nervous, overwhelmed, and happy to get back to blogging. After having our second child and the holidays, I think I can dive back in again.
Sometimes the ending of a show really leaves you hanging and wanting more. Watching lives evolve, you develop a bit of a friendship and you don’t want to lose your “friends”.
As the third trimester starts, I’m asking myself all sorts of questions. I’m likely just driving myself crazy, but the questions are still coming.
Just quick and simple little update on what’s happening currently in my life and how I’m thinking about this pregnancy journey and motherhood.
So much has happened, maybe not always on the blog, but in life, over these last few months. Here’s a quick review of March through May.
Monkey Boy turned 2 a couple months ago! In the midst of my being sick, he still had celebrations with family!