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.”
Lots of outdoor time this weekend. It was gorgeous out until today, back into the 90s. 🔥 We went walking at the park, played at the playground, and Spencer started trying to put sentences together (which sounded a lot like "babababadadadadamamamama BYE BYE DADDY HIYA MAMA"). Our best friends came over with their baby who… Continue reading Weekend recap.
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.Â
Most days, it seems like I do the same things over and over. And it almost feels pointless to do these things, because no one really notices. No one is applauding my work or promoting me... I'm not receiving any awards. Of course, I'm referring to the work that I do at my primary job,… Continue reading Same stuff, different day.
Hard to believe he's about to turn 18 months old already! There is no sweeter sound to my ears than his laughter, his baby babble, and his sweet voice saying "momma! Momma!" I love watching him grow up. I love taking him to the park and to the store. I love how he says "hi"… Continue reading The boy who made me “Momma.”
Some people have one mom. The woman who birthed/adopted/raised them is their mom. Until I married my husband, my "mom" was non-existent. The word carried little to no meaning for me. I was raised by my dad. He didn't remarry until I was in my 20s and living 2.5 hours away. My stepmom is awesome… Continue reading All about my mom.Â
I didn't have a mom growing up, and as much as I loved my dad, I didn't always feel very connected with him emotionally. My very favorite relative was always my Grandma Donna. She lived two hours away from us and we would talk on the phone every single night. I remember before cell phones,… Continue reading Grandma.
We got married four years ago. Up until our wedding day, we lived in separate apartments, with separate bills, separate groceries, separate beds, and separate schedules. We spent a lot of time together, obviously, but it wasn't the same as sharing a life and home together. We both had roommates in college, so we had… Continue reading Learning to love differences.
1) Baby clothes . We got a lot of clothes at our baby showers, and I took all the tags off and washed them before he was born. Well, he was an exceptionally large newborn and didn't fit in his newborn clothes, and only wore his 3 month clothes for a few weeks. Since a… Continue reading More lessons.
Having a child of my own was pretty eye-opening. I feel like I learned a lot, but haven't really taken the time to reflect much on it. So I'm going to take the time. Here are a few things I learned about marriage in our first year as parents: We had to depend on each… Continue reading Lessons from the first year: marriage.
Kristen Stewart, Writer 