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Feelings

Parenting feels like a train I just can't catch. The familiar scene where the hero races up on his horse and stre-e-e-etches out for the railing on the caboose to grab hold and triumphantly board the train. It's going so fast, cacti whooshing by in...

As I read yet another post on Facebook about abortion laws, the thought occurs to me again. I try to enjoy the moment. Live in right now, where everything is lovely, people he knows are bursting with love for him and the only pain he...

Henry is bundled up next to me on the couch. He's looking at me and sucking his pacifier. I know he's sleepy because he's been dozing on and off since 7. It's 8:30 now and we usually put him to bed at 9. And this...

A friend posted on Facebook asking what her friends did today to make the world a better place. I wrote: "Made Christmas cookies with my family. Raising Henry to be a loving, empathetic, soulful creature who is secure, generous, kind, confident and self-reliant is my...

So this isn't a happy-mushy thing to talk about, but it's kind of all-consuming for me right now. Baby is breech. When the ultrasound tech told us that at 32 weeks, I thought eh, so what. We have time. But the OBGYNs said weeeell, you might...