I could have used a Pause button so many times this year. It’s been a hard one so far. There have been many moments where my brain can’t think of anything except, “Stop!” Stop the hospital visits. Stop the cancer. Stop the fear and anxiety and grief. Stop the contagion. Stop the kids growing up. … More Where’s the Pause Button?
My almost-six-month-old daughter can sit up independently now. She rocks her bouncy saucer so hard we sometimes think she’s going to tip it, or give her herself a head injury. She’s got two teeth and has started solid foods of vegetable purees. None of this was true before we began to shelter in place, which … More Babies of the Pandemic
I opened my eyes and about six inches in front of me was my little five-month-old girl, resting on her side, eyes closed, mouth slightly open as she gently breathed in and out. Both her arms were outstretched in front of her, her little hands folded onto each other. It looked like she was saying … More Baby Prayers
Day 41 of our shelter-at-home was a rough one. Honestly, every day at home with two babies under the age of two has its hard moments. That particular day felt hard overall, moment to moment. Even in the good moments, when the kids were behaving and being adorable, a part of me was still struggling. … More Parenting in a Pandemic