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…
I often heard the phrase "terrible twos." When my son turned two, I heard over and over again how interesting and frustrating my life was about to be. To be honest, I thought age 2 was a breeze. I wondered if I might be some lucky parent whose child would skip the terrible two phase,… Continue reading Three-nager.
This morning we slept in. Spencer woke up crying around midnight last night and I ended up just falling asleep on his bed with him... usually we get up by 7 every day, but today we slept until close to 9 and it was fantastic. Jordan saw on the news that Toys R Us might… Continue reading “Lots of Toys”
Right around this time 3 years ago, I took a pregnancy test in our downstairs bathroom. I was home alone when I saw the two lines on the stick. Immediately, I felt this overwhelming sense of unconditional love and intense pressure to protect. I knew my baby was just a speck at that point, but… Continue reading Trading worry for worship.
It's been awhile since I cried. Honestly, I can't even think of the last time I did. But tonight, as I lay on my little son's new twin bed, holding his hands while he drifted off to sleep... the tears came. I never thought this day would come. When he would move out of our… Continue reading Please stay two-years-old.
Well, the first week of full-time work and full-time daycare are over. And... I kind of loved it way more than I expected. Some observations and things I didn't expect: 1) Spencer took to daycare like he's been going his whole life. Seriously, I expected major meltdowns, clinging to my legs, refusing to nap, and… Continue reading Back to the real world.
When I was pregnant, I had an app on my phone that tracked my baby's development each week and had a little handprint to show how big the baby's hand was that week. I kept all my ultrasounds in my purse and stared at them, wishing I could just see him already. I remember reading… Continue reading Fearfully and wonderfully made.
My first "real" job after college was working in a call center. We sat in rows of cubicles in pretty close proximity to each other. When one person in the row was sick, everyone in the row got sick. When one person had an angry caller, everyone within three rows knew about it. One of… Continue reading Seek first the kingdom.
It's been a little while since I wrote anything. Truthfully, I've just been too tired lately. Spencer, for whatever reason, is going through yet another phase of wanting to be up for 2-3 hours in the middle of the night. I'm kind of done blaming it on teething, and I feel like he's been constantly… Continue reading Confessions of a “mom-bie.”
There's beauty (and difficulty) in each phase of life. What if we could learn to just appreciate that instead of wishing we were already in the next phase? Especially regarding the baby/toddler phase - it seems like so many parents talk about that phase like it's something to be survived or endured, rather than cherished… Continue reading Don’t wish this away.
Kristen Stewart, Writer 