Archive of ‘cry about it’ category

“Why is Daddy crying?”

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My son likes to go through our wedding album. We have a beautiful book that our photographer put together that captures some of the most memorable moments of that day like Dad walking me down to the beach and my then-18-month-old nephew cutting a rug. My son always asks to see the picture of “Daddy being […] Read more…

Baby blues

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My 9-month-old daughter has this pair of one-piece, footed pajamas that are sized for a 6-month-old. Red and green polka dots cover the little arms and legs. She got them for Christmas but now months later, I keep stuffing her into them. It has gotten to the point where I put her chubby little legs […] Read more…

Eyes wide shut

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When I wasn’t looking, my son colored all over the walls of the playroom. I walked in, saw his art, and said, “Did you do this?” He smiled, placed his hands behind his back and said, “Yes, I draw on the walls. It not nice.” When I wasn’t looking, Monster snuck his finger under the […] Read more…

Please stop getting older.

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My sweet boy, It’s amazing how welcoming a new baby makes you realize how old (and heavy!) your first baby is. Unfortunately, it also means I spend more time with Eliza than you, my little monster. It won’t be this way forever. But we are forever changed. I need to tell you how hard I’m […] Read more…

So.Much.Love.

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Birth is a beautiful privilege. How lucky am I that I get to help bring life into this world? With our second child, just like with our first, we knew that a natural, unmedicated birth was how we wanted to welcome our teeny, wobbly miracle. And this time around, we were going to do it […] Read more…

Practicality

I awake around 1 a.m. and shuffle to the bathroom. My toes hug the new carpet – it is so soft and comforting under my feet, which, now, are beat up on a daily basis. It’s dark and blissfully quiet. The dog snoozes happily under the bed. My husband doesn’t make a sound as he […] Read more…

Growing up

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Oh, Monster. Last year, I wrote you a letter telling you how special you are to me and how much I have learned from you. Those things are still true, of course, if not multiplied by 50. While we have had many wonderful changes in our lives this year, we have also had some heartbreak, […] Read more…

Taking what I can get

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Monster has been sleeping independently for more than a year now. Aside from a few bouts with sickness, he sleeps through the night in his own bed in his own room. While this does mean better rest for all of us, I have found lately that when I go to sleep, my arms ache, wanting […] Read more…

The Geese

We have a pond in our neighborhood. The kind of pond with the occasional plastic bottle floating along the banks. The kind of pond that unsurprisingly falls victim to teenage hijinx of “throw the picnic table into the water.” The kind of pond that attracts the geese. I have always had mixed feelings about those […] Read more…

So hard to say goodbye

The first rule of day care: Never look back after you drop off your child. As the cliché goes, rules are meant to be broken, so I shatter the day care rule every day. Mondays are especially hard. Every Monday, he walks independently through the front door, laughing as I punch in the security code […] Read more…

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