Living. And loving. And hurting.
Yesterday was a big day. Bigger for me than it was for Ronan, I think. I so very much didn’t want it to be a big deal, and at the same time – it IS a big deal. I didn’t cry, or get hysterical, nor did I feel like something monumental had changed. I don’t know for sure how to… Read More
Here in Charlotte, we have a free public library that has a TON of places for kids to play and explore, as well as TONS of books. I love this place more than I can say. There are baby areas, toddler areas, big kid areas, and of course plenty of space to run. My friend Mary Beth and I have… Read More
Finally made it to the park today. It’s been a while since we’ve gone. There were a bunch of big boys there. Ronan really wanted to play with them, but couldn’t keep up. He ended up exploring more than anything else!
Oh Ronan. Tuesday night, in bed on time. I love that you fall asleep so well, and stay asleep. I check on you before I go to bed, and everything is well. …But when we wake in the morning, there is poop. It has been there a while, and you are rashed all over. Why did you start pooping at… Read More
We are off and running. Up at 6:30 because I thought I heard something in the living room. Ended up being the dog. Brock woke up because I was awake. We laid in bed together, quietly, enjoying the morning. His alarm went off, and I beat him to the shower… if I get up before Ronan, I get a real… Read More
