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) ...

When does this phase end? I thought she’d gotten over it – she has stopped doing it a few weeks back, but noooooooo. No. No. No. No. It’s back and it’s back in full force. And. There. Is. Spit. Everywhere. Yes, dear friends. I am driven to ask for your brilliant ideas because I am not talking ...

So I just responded to a friend’s email where we exchanged plans and ideas for our little ones’ 1st birthdays – her son turns 1 four days before my daughter does, but we will end up celebrating on the same day (albeit on different time zones). We talk about the care with which we are planning ...

I’ve copied this from The Mother Load, who in turn borrowed it from Unabridged Girl, who in turn got it from Suziecate… You get the idea! 1. I’ve come to realize that my chest-size…has returned to its normal, almost non-existent size since I quit breastfeeding my Little Miss. 2. I’ve ...

Seeds Brooke Fraser Night Field of stars above us You pick one We frame it with our fingers intertwined Seeds of every generation Between our hands And the promise to teach you The little I have learned So far Child What will you live to do? What have I left for you? What will we leave behind? You Learning ...

It has only been 8 months but already parenting has taught me some things about myself and the people around me that I doubt I would have learned any other way. I would like to share with you what they are, thus far: 1. I’m not as squeamish as I used to be. – Yep, the sight, smell, subject ...

Glancing up from the bed where I am playing with the Little Miss, I see My Man heading towards us. I think to myself, “Finally, I can put away the clothes piled on my chair.” It’s been a long day – the normally sweet-tempered Little Miss has been resisting her naptime and I ...

1 month and 8 days has passed since that Monday morning when I woke My Man up at 3:20 telling him I thought that my water bag just broke. A bit groggy from our late night, it took him a while to process what he’d just heard and I had to repeat what I said one more time. I called my mom who told ...