Wow. You’re 2 years old today. I still cannot wrap my head and heart around it – it seems like it was just yesterday when your arrival made us a family of three… but here it is. I’m pretty sure you have no idea what this day means to the people around you and you undoubtedly have no clue what ...

Our Little Freight Train Please, Lord, tell me this isn’t a precursor for things to come. Please? PLEASE! Now, I’ve heard of moms refer to this as the ‘terrible twos’, but my Little Miss isn’t even two yet, and, really, do I want to call her ‘terrible’? I’ve always found it off-putting ...

The decision to quit my job to take care of the Little Miss came quite easily for me. It surprised me, but when it actually came to it, I was ready to jump right in. Headlong. I knew from the moment I had her that I was meant to spend the first few months – even years of her life – caring for her ...

What the daughter does, the mother did. – Jewish Proverb I came across this quote on ModSquad Moms and immediately thought of my Little Miss. She’s fast becoming quite the imitator. Sometimes I find it hilarious. Like that first time I saw her ‘sweeping’ her crib at the same time I was sweeping ...

Today you are 1 year old. It seems like it was just yesterday when I was in that hospital room holding you in my arms for the very first time. I could not tear my eyes away from you, and no matter how sore I felt all over, I did not want to let you go. All the pain and discomfort of the previous 9 months ...

The party was in full swing. The food table that stood against the wall on the right-hand side of the room was adorned with a red and white checked tablecloth and was laden with trays of spaghetti with huge meatballs, buffalo wings, soft, perfectly-fluffy mashed potatoes and bowls of vegetables and ...

I write this list not to imply that working moms don’t value, want or even do any of the things mentioned below. These are simply reasons why I love my job. 1. I get to spend every waking (and sleeping) moment with my Little Miss and watch her grow. That’s not to say that I don’t miss the adult ...

Hard to believe but in just 1 month and 3 days, our darling Little Miss will be celebrating her first birthday. Already. I’ve been right here taking care of her, watching her sleep, playing with her, giving her baths, singing her lullabies – but all the same I wonder, where has the time gone? I ...

Last night, as I usually do, I laid in bed with my Little Miss as I softly hummed a lullaby. With her head on the crook of my arm, I felt myself well up with emotions, quite unexpectedly. I breathed in the sweet scent of her, kissed the top of her head and tried to choke back a cry for fear of waking ...

Aside from my Little Miss’ 10th month photos, it’s been a while since I posted anything and there are two things that can explain this. First, horror of horrors – my Little Miss had gotten impetigo. There is no cutesy way of saying it – she contracted it from an insect bite (read: not a mosquito) ...