Two weeks ago, I began a review of the book Bringing Up Bebe, by P. Druckerman, a commentary on French parenting by an American mother living abroad. To read the first post in this two-part series, click here. Having already … Continue reading
I have always loved France. From St. Therese of Lisieux to the Louvre to “The Phantom of the Opera,” French culture has always had a soft spot in my heart. If you ask me, I’d have to say that this … Continue reading
It’s been a long two weeks in the Whitmore household. It all started last Thursday, when I brought Felicity in for her one month well visit (Can you believe it’s already been a month?!). I was already feeling a little … Continue reading
I’m going to be completely honest with you- I was a basket-case with John when he was a newborn. I thought I had it together for about two weeks before I realized that I was only kidding myself. I was … Continue reading
By the time this blog post goes live, Felicity will most likely already be here, becoming acclimated to life outside the womb in the new home that she shares with her mother, father, and brother. Right now though, I am … Continue reading
As we live in the midst of so much change, there is one particular shift in our lives that has been particularly difficult for me. We have moved to Virginia, and now we are just weeks away from welcoming our … Continue reading
My family has taken a week-long vacation for as long as I can remember. When we were growing up, it was usually to Wildwood, NJ or Hershey, PA, though occasionally we would try something new- we went to Busch Gardens … Continue reading
John is your typical toddler in most regards. He throws the occasional tantrum when he doesn’t get his way; he will eat an entire mini-pizza one day, and then claim to hate the mere sight of such a thing twenty-four … Continue reading
Since first announcing that I was expecting again, I have had many people ask me, “How did you know you were ready to try again?” My answers vary, and cover the whole spectrum from, “I didn’t,” to “I just knew,” … Continue reading
My ideas regarding motherhood have changed drastically over the years. There were my teenage dreams of my little cherub, surrounded by her (because I had to have a girl) foster brothers and sisters. My future husband and I would have … Continue reading
