From a young age, my children have each had their own bags, fitted to their size for a few of their favorite things. It seemed...

I loved the early years of motherhood, the snuggly, baby-wearing years filled with firsts and discovery. At times, I miss the kids’ chubby baby legs...

As you turn a year older, Liam, and slip into what, in reality, is the last half of your time at home with us, we...

Last week, I sprained my ankle while running with the kids. It was silly really–a moment of looking back to check on the younger girls...

It snowed this week–merely a light dusting of ice, but the kids didn’t care. They put on their warmest garb–which wasn’t quite warm or waterproofed...

To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, An...

  Rest and be thankful. ― William Wordsworth Sometimes I think about the early days of our family, when we’d harness babies to our bodies and...

One day our life will be quiet and clean just as it was in the beginning before kids, and I always hope that in those...

Your father was traveling through Cuba when I discovered I was pregnant with you. For days, I let this strange, new idea roll through my mind and out onto...

  Even in the mud and scum of things, something always, always sings. ― Ralph Waldo Emerson bath-time conversations / hide-and-seek / making and loving these / visit...