Tonight I found some old home videos and I watched one titled Christmas 1988. My mom’s last Christmas with us. The video started with my grandma (my mom's mom) filming the scene around her home, in anticipation of all of the family coming over soon. She narrates her way around stacks of wrapped presents, food… Continue reading Christmas 1988.
I hated night time as a kid, and I don’t like it much now. There’s something about the dark that brings all of the scary things out.Sometimes I couldn’t put a name or face to my fear - it was just there, hanging over me in the dark. I had a hard time turning off… Continue reading Peace has a name.
Sometimes, I look at you and can’t make sense of how much time has already passed… even though nothing seemed to really change day by day. I see you now while I still see you then, and I’m starting to see who you are becoming. The bigger you get, the more you start to pull… Continue reading Dear son…
It’s amazing how such a short phase of life can feel like your whole life. I’ve been alive for 34 years now. That sounds like a long time (to me). I’ve only been a mom for 4 of those years (a short time, relatively speaking). Yet those 4 years define who I am more than… Continue reading They won’t remember, but I will.
January & February: First trimester. Nausea all the time, sleeping all the time. Baby Bottle Campaign & Gala preparations keeping me super busy at work. My 33rd birthday and sharing the news about our addition to the family. We didn’t know the gender yet but I was praying about my pregnancy early on and felt… Continue reading 2019 in review.
Every night since we brought Shiloh home, she has slept on my chest. That's where she is right now, snoozing peacefully. I'm trying so hard to memorize everything about her and "enjoy every moment" because I know too well how "it goes so fast." I love her little sounds and her breathing and her tiny… Continue reading Wee hours.
Shiloh, I pray that you enjoy being part of our family as much as we will enjoy adding you to it. Spencer, I pray that you love every second of being a big brother and that you never forget that you were our first. You made us so happy that we decided to have another… Continue reading A prayer for my children.
I can't believe how fast this summer is going and how fast my pregnancy has gone this time. Granted, I have a busy job and a VERY busy toddler helping me pass the time. I'm 33 weeks today. I had a growth check for baby this morning and she's weighing in around 4.5 pounds and… Continue reading Home stretch!
This morning, Spencer was sleeping all snuggled up on my shoulder and I was about to get up and get ready for work. I was watching him for a minute and wondering how much longer he's going to want to snuggle up with his mom... and also wondering how we're going to make this work… Continue reading I’ll always be your safe place.
When I was 3 1/2 (the age my son is now), my mom passed away from cancer. My dad was 28 years old and not only lost his wife, but was now a single parent to a toddler and a 10-month-old baby. I have the unique experience of being a woman who was raised by… Continue reading Thank you, Dad.
Kristen Stewart, Writer 