Clinging to my Baby!

Will’s second birthday is quickly approaching and as each day passes he becomes less and less baby and more and more like a legit child.  I find myself clinging to those things that still make him seem so little. His paci. The way he cries so hard and then snuggles into my neck as I try to calm him. How he emphatically answers “BABY” when asked if he is a big boy or a baby. I may be slightly mourning his passing into childhood and I find myself trying to capture every last detail before these first couple of years … Read more

A Walk in the Park

Thank the Lord we have finally gotten some sunshine. By mid-week I was very cranky and I couldn’t figure out why until I started noticing all the Facebook posts that referenced how long it had been since we had seen sunshine.  It was like a light bulb went off. I am so sensitive to the change in seasons it made perfect sense that the rotten weather was really getting to me.  Yesterday it was 54 and sunny.  I wasn’t going to take this blessing for granted.  I was craving some outside time.  So we layered up Sam and Will and … Read more

Lazy Weekend Morning

We moved the boys into the same room a couple of weeks ago and turned Will’s old room into a play room.  We got all the furniture secured so now the boys can come and go as they please.  This morning I found them playing a game of peek-a-boo in the curtains.  They also seemed to be enjoying looking outside.  It’s been so long since we’ve had sunshine that I bet they forgot what it looked like!

If you Weren't Afraid . . .

This question showed up in my Facebook feed this morning: “If you weren’t afraid what would you do?” My first thought was “skydive.”  If I wasn’t afraid of heights and planes and well dying, I would definitely skydive.  How amazing would that be?  To see the World from that vantage point and soar through the sky.  Awesome right? After my first reaction I started thinking about all of the things I “want” to do that I don’t because I’m scared.  Scared of failing, scared of looking silly, scared of what others think, scared of the unknown. If I wasn’t afraid … Read more

It's Still My War

When I look back on 2012 my proudest moment came on October 16 when I linked arms with 5 of my girlfriends and crossed the finish line of the Susan G. Komen DC 3-Day.  The 60 miles we traveled over those three days was only part of our accomplishment.  The real accomplishment was personally raising $5000 and as a team raising $19000 that would go to real advancements in the fight against breast cancer and hopefully, one day soon, a cure.  I decided to take some time off after the 3-Day.  Having spent many of my weekend days away from … Read more