Kids say the Darndest Things

Yesterday when I got the boys up we all boisterously sang Happy Birthday to Will.  Sam loved every second of it.  I quickly got them dressed and ready for school. I was walking Sam out to the car in the beautiful 60 degree weather when he stopped dead in his tracks and said “Gama! Happy Birthday to you Gama!” I. Kid. You. Not. I don’t know where it came from.  We hadn’t talked about Grandma Linda all morning.  I hadn’t made a big deal of her birthday to the boys.  It was completely out of nowhere. Sort of makes you … Read more

Happy Birthday Sweet Baby Will

Dear sweet Will, Happy Birthday to my sweet little boy.  You arrived early – on your Grandma’s birthday.  But I would venture to say you were right on time.  You’ve been keeping us on our toes ever since.  An easy going baby you were not.  Reflux and colic clouded our first few months but oh how you could snuggle.  And as your GI system gave you relief you settled into life in Mommy and Daddy’s arms.   After all that is where you were safe from big brother! My love, you can melt a heart with a single look.  Your … Read more

A Birthday Wish for My Mom

Dear Mom, Happy Birthday.  How I wish you were here for me to say that to you.  I wish you were here to share this day with Will – celebrating your 59th year life and Will’s first year.  Oh, how I know you would have loved sharing your big day with this sweet child.  Mom, thank you for helping me become the woman I am today.  Thank you for teaching me that no matter how hard things get, there is always a reason to look to tomorrow.  Thank you for teaching me to use my words and my writing to … Read more

It's an Emotional Week

The emotion of this week just hit me. Excitement over the celebration of the life that came crashing into my world a year ago.  It’s hard to believe that my Will is going to be one.  That he is straddling the line between infancy and toddlerhood.  My baby is so quickly following in his brother’s footsteps and becoming a little boy. And grief over a celebration that will never be . . . God I miss you mom! Bittersweet.