Parenting

  • The Sweetest of All Knowings

    I spend so many hours, my sweet babes, wishing I could lift for you. If only I would remember that the path of the butterfly is never a straight one. That there are dips and turns in life, and times… Continue reading

  • Six

    There is a little boy in this world who began his life within my body. He turned six today. I often think of the way his slippery little body looked as it squiggled into the world at my feet. Those… Continue reading

  • Into The Web

    When the morning comes she will spin into the web of it all, and she will make the great adventure across the weave of the day. Continue reading

  • The Soft Girl Again

    The soft girl spoke to me again. She was quick, as usual, so quick I almost didn’t notice she’d come. But I caught her. Yes! And when I did, she spoke to me in moving pictures and silhouettes: a projected future scene,… Continue reading

  • The Adventures Of A Hungry Girl

    My glasses are shining back at me from the library window. In hindsight, I should have eaten. Actual lunch I mean, not just the Honey and Date Loaf that quite accidentally fell into my belly at around lunchtime today. I… Continue reading

  • Goodnight

    If I were a day you would both be my sun, sweet babies of mine sweet littlest loves. And when you were streaming from the sky of us, I would wish for the moonlight never to come. Continue reading

  • The Twelfth Day of Christmas

    On the twelfth day of Christmas, her sleeping babes warmed her heart from their beds. What joy might tomorrow bring for them, she wondered, remembering the magic of being a child on Christmas eve. She remembered lying in bed, listening… Continue reading

  • Merry Birthday

    On the tenth day of Christmas, there was a party. Two years ago (nearly) she rocketed into my world and I fell irreversibly in love. With her. My mini me. My little princess of the adorably nuts kind. Happy birthday,… Continue reading

  • Couch Chat

    On the seventh day of Christmas the sun came and then it went. In between the coming and going of the sun lots of love happened. Lots of smiles. A couple of sad thoughts. Hardly any cranky ones— hells yes.… Continue reading

  • Home

    On the fifth day of Christmas my heart remembered it has another name. Home. Continue reading