Last week, Andrew, John, and I took a much-needed beach vacation. We spent a long weekend in Wildwood, NJ, where we spent our days visiting the aquarium and zoo, lounging by the pool, and watching the waves crash on the … Continue reading
Last week, Andrew, John, and I spent a week visiting family in Massachusetts. As you can imagine, packing for our road trip was quite the ordeal. After hosting friends and their families for the weekend, we had to pack in … Continue reading
When I was pregnant with John, I did what all good first-time mothers do: I turned to the internet for parenting advice. I read article after article, poured over study after study, in my efforts to learn everything I could … Continue reading
I have a confession to make: letting my baby cry has been one of the best decisions that I have ever made as a parent. I can now listen to his cries without tensing up, clamping my hands over my … Continue reading
There are some things about motherhood that you just can’t really understand until you have a child of your own. Sure, I received lots of very helpful advice from my friends with children and internet articles offer plenty of very … Continue reading
Since the birth of John four months ago, I have developed a whole new appreciation for the monotonous. I’ve always loved routines and schedules, but the daily life of a mother brings it all to a whole new level. In … Continue reading
John is nearly four months old now; he is no longer considered a “newborn.” If he was drinking regular formula, he would have graduated from the newborn variety to the infant form last month. Andrew and I are attempting the … Continue reading
Last Sunday was my first Mother’s Day, and I must admit that it was a bit of a learning experience. In the weeks leading up to the holiday, I was repeatedly asked if I had any requests for a Mother’s … Continue reading
As you might remember, when Andrew and I found out that we were the parents of a baby boy at our twenty-week ultrasound, the news came as a bit of a shock, and it was accompanied by a dose of … Continue reading
Last night, as I stood over the stove and stirred ravioli, I was struck by the normalcy of my actions. Just eight weeks prior, it would have been completely normal. Before John was born, I cooked most nights, while Andrew … Continue reading
Love in the Little Things 