218. A different expression of a child’s love

Yesterday, I wrote about why I often respond to my kids’ requests to do things with “maybe.” In further thinking about how I communicate with my kids, I realize that being vague also appears in my responses to my kids’ questions about what is...

Today is significant

Today is significant. It is the last time that I will be a year postpartum.  I will never be able to experience again much of what has happened in the last 366 days. (Through modern science, we can replicate a lot of things but childbirth is not one of them.) I...

Kindergarten Graduation in the Time of COVID

Yesterday, I was a mom to a kindergartener. Today, I am a mom to a first grader.  Just.like.that. No pomp. No circumstance. No big party with her classmates with treats and hugs from her teachers. No end-of-year clean up to bring the experience of filling the...

He is Real and He is Mine – A Bond is Born

Nine days postpartum, I shed my first tears for my son. And I finally felt like his mother. As I looked down to see his peaceful sleeping face resting on my chest, I came to the sudden realization that he was real and he was mine and he was here to stay. I became...